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]]> episodic no Spook Central Station spookcentralstation@gmail.com https://feeds.redcircle.com/485b8d15-c7ad-4eb3-9de8-b0acf1ed27e6 no full Don't Let The Moon Grant Your Wishes - (Reddit Story by u/Theeaglestrikes) Don't Let The Moon Grant Your Wishes - (Reddit Story by u/Theeaglestrikes) 32 1 Spook Central Station The year was 2002. I was a young man who had become detached from a tour group in the midst of the Australian Outback. After a few hours, I started to succumb to dehydration. I was envisioning a plodding, laboured death in the heart of nowhere, but that didn’t happen. It seemed like a mirage, but the Moon spoke to me. Looking upon me with far-flung craters, which felt like remote eyes, the talking rock said it could save me. I followed a misty, moonlit trail across the arid landscape, and I eventually stumbled onto the town I’d been trying to find. Later that night, in my hotel bed, the Moon called to me. It offered three wishes. I rushed to the window, confused as to how my replenished body, now fed and watered, could still be hallucinating. And yet, I somehow knew that it was real. I knew the Moon had saved me from the desert. What do I have to lose by making some wishes to find out? So, I wished for three things: Money Safety Health The creature had many conditions, but I heeded the warnings from ever story I’d ever been told about both genial and ghoulish genies. The Moon made the parameters of its wish-granting quite clear. No wishing for more wishes. No wishing for more wish-granters. No wishing for things to give to other people. No wishing for anything that would contradict the laws of your natural realm. The ideal wishes seemed obvious. Money. More money than anyone could ever need. Obviously, I couldn’t shower loved ones with wealth. I kept my job to support my family, but I used the riches to support my own needs. There’s always a catch with wishing. Becoming the wealthiest man on earth will make me a target. When I realised that, I had the idea for my second wish. Safety. I was not asking for security beyond the laws of nature. I simply wanted assurance that my financial safety net, if it were ever discovered, would be protected. But what about security against the passage of time? I can’t wish for immortality… I can employ the world’s greatest doctors, of course, but that’s not enough. Health. I specified to the Moon that I was simply talking about safeguards which would abide by the laws of nature. For example, if I had a genetic proclivity towards developing certain diseases, either physical or mental, perhaps the wish-granter could provide a cure. Perhaps the Moon could simply conjure a cure for every ailment that could ever face a human being. The rock conceded that, even if there were no current cure for certain illnesses, it could provide a solution for every health problem that might befall a human being. The Moon couldn’t make me live forever, but it could ensure that I live for an absurdly long time. I thought I’d covered all of the bases. I truly believed I’d outsmarted some sort of deity. I was a fool. I never should’ve made any wishes, but I certainly shouldn’t have made the third wish. Twenty years after my Australian encounter, my wealthy and healthy life took a sour turn. The Moon ensured that there would always be a cure in place for any ailment I would face. It had abolished my mental illness, thanks to a wondrous pill that I wasn’t permitted to share with others. So, this November, I wasn’t phased when my doctor gave a harrowing diagnosis. “Congestive heart failure,” The woman tentatively said. Not to worry, I thought. The wish-granter will fix it. It gave me a pill for my mental well-being, and I’m sure it’ll give me a new heart, too. Perhaps it’ll simply grow one for me. I waited. Like a werewolf in a kennel, I howled at the unresponsive moon for attention. Nothing. After weeks without solution, I started to feel consumed by dread. Has it forgotten about me? The wishes were supposed to apply for the rest of my life. Then, one night, the Moon arrived. It didn’t speak from the sky, this time. It spoke from the darkness of my house. A floorboard groaned in the far corner of the living room. Heart thumping rhythmically against my ribcage, I found myself staring into the depths of my lounge’s darkened corner. Something was watching me. The direful creature I hadn’t seen for twenty years. It had no eyes or discernible shape, but it had awful white lips, which glowed like a deformed moon in the night sky. Fear gripped me. “It’s you,” I croaked. “I am sorry,” The creature wheezed. “You do not have much time.” “There’s a waiting list for heart transplants, but I thought you’d have some means of speeding things up,” I replied, trembling at the hidden thing in the corner of my room. “Yes. I must grant your desire. It is my only purpose,” The Moon mouth maliciously whispered. “A wish is a contract. I will find a heart for you.” Before the creature evaporated, its white, lifeless lips curled upwards into a malevolent grin. The almost-human expression filled me with a feeling of terror which cannot sufficiently translate to words. Suddenly, I realised the dread in my heart was more than dread. Oh, fuck, I thought, as I clutched my chest. It’s happening. An invisible blade twisted into my heart, and I felt my body seize. Blackness swallowed my surroundings. My vision faded. Just one more time, I remember thinking. Let me see Wendy and Maisie one more time. When I woke, I was in a hospital room. My chest felt light. It was the healthiest I’d felt in weeks. Wendy was sitting at my bedside, tears flooding her vacant eyes, and a smile was forcefully painted on her pale face. “You’re awake,” My wife whispered. I smiled. “Hello, sweetheart. I must’ve given you a scare. I feel much better now, though.” She sobbed and squeezed my hand with tremendous strength. There was love in that squeeze, but there was also rage. Inconsolable rage. “They did it, honey. They gave you… They… You…” She moaned like a wounded animal. “You have a new heart.” That explained the lightness in my chest, but it didn’t explain the fear on my wife’s face. Her agonised expression haunted me. Why is she so distraught? I wondered, shuddering. “Wendy…” I whispered. “What’s-“ “- Maisie,” My wife interrupted, now bawling. “This evening, she was in an accident. She… She… She didn’t…” Wendy didn’t need to finish any of her sentences. I knew what had happened to our daughter. I knew whose heart was in my chest. I knew what the Moon had done to grant my wish. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/zykew1/dont_let_the_moon_grant_your_wishes/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/zykew1/dont_let_the_moon_grant_your_wishes/?utm_source=share&amp;utm_medium=ios_app&amp;utm_name=iossmf</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/Theeaglestrikes/</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/@Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story.</p><p>This story was a wild ride, but really makes you think. </p><p>At what cost would YOU want infinity health or wealth? Really makes you appreciate what you have right now.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 996c80db-61b7-466a-86ec-6a0d92b4d914 https://youtu.be/mmN8gmmpy0w Wed, 02 Aug 2023 13:30:00 +0000 503 no full My Entire World Is Undone (Reddit Story by u/Schizothymia) My Entire World Is Undone (Reddit Story by u/Schizothymia) 31 1 Spook Central Station My entire world is undone. Any semblance of a normal life is out the window. The human mind is a complete fucking mystery. I think there is a reason that we only use 10% of our brains, there are just too many doors that should remain locked, rooms with dark corners and secret passageways. Mazes that will forever have you running in circles, each and every door locking behind you upon entering. It's like falling into a well that extends so far into the earth that there is no hope for rescue. In other words, needless to say, I'm irretrievably lost. I am Tom hanks talking to a volley ball, only my island is on barren planet, and Wilson is a figment of my imagination. A little background. I lived with my dad at the time. The first thing you should know about my dad is that he was a prick, I was essentially his caregiver. My childhood was tragic at best, my dad was an abusive alcoholic/gambling addict, and gave his all to making the lives of everyone around him a living hell, a hell which only grew hotter after he was injured on the job and subsequently stuck in a wheelchair. My mom was mentally ill to begin with, and the level of torment he dished out drove her to an early grave. Her suicide note only read one sentence. "I'm sorry son". This was about three years ago, and as much as I wanted to leave the old man to fend for himself, he was all I had left. My sister left as soon as I turned 18 and I hadn't seen her since, so I chose to hang on to the single shred of family I had left and endure the daily misery. It only got worse with time. The shitstorm started on a Tuesday morning. I woke up from a nightmare, nearly hyperventilating, although I couldn't remember the details. All I could definitively recall is the sound of glass shattering and screaming. I was drenched in a cold sweat. I struggled to remember the dream but it just wouldn't click. After gathering myself I looked at my phone, realizing I was late for work. I decided to skip showering and got dressed as quickly as possible. When I reached the living room I stopped dead in my tracks. What i saw was gut wrenching, my skin turned cold. Sitting in his wheelchair in front of the tv was the mutilated corpse of my father. His head was tilted back, nearly completely severed with his lifeless eyes staring at the ceiling. I stumbled backwards falling to the floor, dry heaving on my hands and knees. "You ok son? What's the matter?" I heard my dad's voice say. I damn near shat myself. I scrambled to my feet, almost scared to look. I slowly turned towards him. There he sat, looking at me with an expression of concern. I approached him to take a closer look. He was fine, completely normal. He lifted his eyebrows, waiting for an answer. "Im... I'm fine." I said, my voice shaking. He studied me for a moment, and then smiled. "Ok have a good day son." He said and continued watching tv. I said nothing as I made my way out the door. I was distracted at work, my thoughts were all over the place. I started to worry that I was going crazy. Hallucinating your dad with his head nearly severed wasn't something you could chalk up to just an overactive imagination. On my way home I was paranoid to say the least, worried i would hallucinate the same scene, or worse. When I arrived home I hesitantly opened the front door. To my relief my dad was sitting casually in his chair, completely unharmed. I sighed and walked toward the kitchen for a drink. "How was your day son?" He asked. The question caught me off guard . He never asks that. "Um... Ok I guess, kinda slow." He nodded at me with a smile, still watching me as I made my way to my room. I laid in bed, pondering the events of the day, and the oddity of it all. Exhausted I finally drifted off to sleep. I was jolted awake again. The screaming and shattering of glass plagued my dreams just like the night before. No matter how hard I tried I still couldn't remember any other details of the nightmare. I felt exhausted, like I had only slept a short time. I did my best to shake off the residual angst of the dream and got dressed for work. "Hey son?" My dad yelled. "You got a minute?" I hesitated before answering . This was out of character for him. He would usually demand things rather than request them. "One sec." I responded. I couldn't even begin to imagine what he wanted to talk about. I walked out of the room down the hallway. "In here." I heard him call from the kitchen. I was still fastening my belt as I entered, and when I lifted my eyes in his direction I was once again floored. His head was rested on his left shoulder, and I could see the bone and tendons from within his carved open neck. His face was nearly blue, his eyes bulged and blood covered his body. His eyes were fixated on me. I screamed. I ran from the kitchen and into the bathroom. As I splashed my face with water I heard him call out for me again. "Son what's going on?" I looked in the mirror shaking my head violently. "Son please!" He called once more. I rubbed my eyes, taking a few deep breaths. Once I composed myself I made my way back to the kitchen, cautiously I rounded the corner. He sat there, looking as he always had, looking even more concerned than the morning before. I blinked a few times, running my hands anxiously over my face again before sitting down. My dad sighed, seemingly trying to find the words to say. "I know I haven't been the greatest father." I looked at him incredulously. He continued "I have no excuses for the way I've treated you and...." He trailed off. "And your mother." His voice was quivering now. "Before she... Passed away, I know she was sick, her mental illness wasn't her fault, but I know I am to blame for her taking her own life. And there is nothing I can do to take that back. She loved you, and though I may not have shown it, I love you son. And I'm sorry." After a few moments of silence, tears started streaming down his face. Despite the shock that I was in, I got up and wrapped him in a hug, saying nothing. That night I laid in bed thinking about what he had said, pondering what may have pushed him to this point, thinking maybe the guilt of everything just caught up with him. When I woke up, the first thing I realized was that I'd slept through the night dreamless, although I still felt exhausted. The hallucinations I'd experienced still weighed heavy on my mind. It made me sick to my stomach to think about it. I was terrified that I would find him the same way this morning, or maybe even worse. I clenched my jaw and opened the door. As I walked down the hall toward the living room I imagined the possibilities of what I might see. Finally I reached the end of the hallway and peeked around the corner. To my relief I saw my dad sitting casually, drinking his coffee, watching the morning news. He flashed me a warm smile. "Morning son." He said. I realized I'd been holding my breath and sighed loudly. It seemed like the only shocker was that he seemed to be more compassionate than ever before. Things continued on this way for several weeks, my quality of life began to actually improve. There were no nightmares, nor hallucinations, and my fear of inheriting my mother's sickness faded. My father and I were on better terms than ever before, I was finally able to let my guard down a little, even so much as to meet a girl whom I gradually started to grow close to. We went out on a few dates and began talking every day. Then it happened. Everything shattered. Before the newfound peace my father and I shared, I'd never considered bringing anyone to my house for fear of scaring her away. I finally felt comfortable enough to do so. After a dinner and movie date she agreed to come back to my place for the night. It was all going smoothly, until I opened the door. She was talking about her job as we entered, then she stopped mid-sentence, her face went pale. Then she screamed. The most terrified scream I'd ever heard. When I followed her gaze, and I saw what she saw, I knew... The decomposed, rotting corpse of my father sat in his wheelchair in the living room, his mouth was wide open, his eyes bulging from a head that hung backwards loosely from his neck. The smell. How had I not smelled it before. She bolted, screaming in terror. I was too shocked to care. I left the front door wide open, walking like a zombie towards his rotting corpse. I felt numb. Cold. I entered the kitchen where I saw the blood, coagulated blood covered the tiled floor as well as broken glass from the back door. It all came clear to me then. The nightmare, the screams and sounds of glass shattering, the apology, his sudden change in personality and compassion, the reason I woke up so exhausted, the break-in. Everything after the moment my father was nearly decapitated by an unknown assailant, it was all in my head. I guess he had some bad blood with someone other than just his family. So here I sit, in this room, reliving the true story in my head over and over. They keep me medicated of course. After a thorough psych-eval they tell me that what I once believed to be hallucinations of my dad having been mutilated was actually the other way around, I hallucinated him being alive after finding him murdered. Apparently I would get up in the middle of the night to move him around, just to maintain the illusion. My subconscious mind locked me out. Now that I opened that door it shut behind me, locking me in for good, searching those dark corners and passageways. I don't know if the hallucinations were partially the result of inheriting my mom's mental illness, or if I just finally snapped after losing the last shred of family i had left. If it's the latter I wouldn't say my cup runneth over, more like I kicked the fuckin' cauldron. On the bright side, I talked to my sister today. Even though they tell me, however, that I somehow hallucinated everything following his murder and that my subconscious mind created a more preferable reality than the one I was in, something bothers me. As I was leaving for work the day before I was admitted, my dad said something that makes me question this situation even more. "You need to get in touch with your sister and tell her congratulations." I would have questioned further if I wasn't late for work. I didn't even stop to ask him what I was supposed to congratulate her for. During the conversation with my sister today, she told me the good news... She's pregnant. She just found out today. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13rvn56/my_entire_world_is_undone/

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13rvn56/my_entire_world_is_undone/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/Schizothymia/</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/@Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story.</p><p>What a crazy story am I right? Imagine getting to that point of scared that your mind completely shuts down. Please go and send some support and love to the author of this story, let them know that Spook sent ya.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 2e7547b7-9117-44b0-8c45-10ac7604e3c7 https://youtu.be/pa9CnNBmVtk Tue, 04 Jul 2023 13:00:00 +0000 790 yes full I Harvested Organs From A Guy 3 Times Before He Mentioned It (Reddit Story by u/Lyn_R_Rose) I Harvested Organs From A Guy 3 Times Before He Mentioned It (Reddit Story by u/Lyn_R_Rose) 30 1 Spook Central Station Organ harvesting isn’t a glamourous job. It pays well, but you can’t afford to be slow or sloppy. If you are, the best case scenario is that you miss a pay check, the worst, you get caught. And if you get caught, no one is coming to help you. I’ve been doing it for a few years now, so I’ve got my strategy down. I’m fairly frail looking so all I have to do is fake a limp and people don’t think twice about ‘helping’ me. It’s laughably easy to lure bleeding hearts to a secluded area so I can slit their throats and open them up. The target I had staked out that day was a mousy stick of a man. He obviously spent more time at the computer than at the gym. He didn’t seem like the type to carry, but I was always careful to look a person over for signs of a concealed carry. He stuttered when I approached him, practically shaking like a new born deer, but he was happy to help. He didn’t even bother to try to keep me in his glasses bound sights. It made it all the easier to strike him down. I want to say that I knew something was wrong, that even the tiniest bit of dread creeped down my spine, but I had no idea how bad of an idea it was to choose this guy. I did my usual harvesting routine, packing the now free organs in a stashed cooler. I space out my harvests and cycle locations to err on the side of caution, so I was miles away from where I killed him when I saw him again. I have a pretty good poker face, but it almost shattered when I spotted him no worse for wear, humming to himself while taking a walk. It was impossible. He couldn’t have survived; much less be in the condition to walk around. It had to be some weird look alike! Still, I hated loose ends. He acted just like last time, though he seemed to pick up on my distress. “A-are you o-okay?” “I’m okay, just a bit stressed... Hey, random question but do you have a twin?” He blinked owlishly at that. “No... I-I'm an only child.” Even with how suspicious I must have been acting, killing him was just as easy as last time. Panting, I watched him spasm and choke as he haemorrhaged from the cut on his throat before he stilled. Maybe it was just my nerves, but the following silence felt deafening. Instinct told me to run but I needed to at least harvest one organ today. I nudged him with my foot, half expecting him to jolt up and bite at my throat like a zombie from a horror movie. Nothing. Still my heart would not slow. I took more from him than I did last time but my cuts were much shakier. I rested an extra few days after that and I was still shaken when I went out again. Of course, he was there again. Instinct screamed at me to leave, to abandon what felt like a sinking ship, but I feared what would happen if I didn’t kill him more than if I did. My composure was better, but I still felt I was drawing more attention than was healthy for my career. Again, there wasn’t a slightest bit of difference in how he acted. I killed him again. One slice and he was down. The world spun. How many times would I have to keep doing this? In a daze, I turned around and began to walk away. “I think you’re missing a couple of steps.” That voice, smooth and barely recognizable, froze me solid. I couldn’t breathe as I looked back. He stared back at me, a completely neutral expression on his face, unbothered by the gouge in his throat. But that neutrality quickly faded into thinly veiled irk. “I let you rip out my guts two times, the least you can give me is a decent reaction.” In an adjacent situation, that would have been moment guys with cameras would burst out of the woodwork and yell “you just got pranked bro!” but no one jumped out of the shadows. It was just me and what should have been a corpse. I finally managed to choke out a pathetic “how?” He snorted. “You haven’t been remotely entertaining enough for me to entertain answering that.” I took a step back. “What?” “Looks like you haven’t been harvesting enough brains.” He shifted so he was laying on his side, throat still open and oozing. “Why else wouldn’t I have struck you down the second I found you slicing a woman’s throat? You’re entertainment. Though lousy in that front.” Ice cold terror and red-hot fiery rage battled in my bloodstream, the urge to run away fighting the urge to stomp his brains in. “You’re lucky, really, to have run into me and not someone else. My moral backbone is quite bendable, especially when I’m bored. But,” He tapped his fingers on the bloody concrete, “You really weren’t worth keeping alive.” “I’ll kill you!” I said reflexively, trying to repress my shaking. He raised an eyebrow. “And how do you plan on doing that?” My mouth opened but I couldn’t squeeze anything out. “That’s what I thought.” He rose to his feet like he was wire-flying in a play, completely unnatural. “Now, I believe it’s time to discuss repayment.” “What?” If this had been some sort of game or film, his eyes would have glowed, but instead those dark orbs seemed to swallow light like a black hole. “For every organ you stole, of course. Every inch of skin flayed, every drop of blood spilled.” “I can give you money!” I sputtered. “A lot of money! All the money!” He blinked slow and sure, like a lazy predator who knew its prey could not escape. “Does it look like I have any interest in money?” That’s when I finally succumbed to the instinct to run. I darted out of the alleyway. At least that’s what should have happened, but as if I made a full circle, when I rounded the corner I was back in the alley with him staring blankly at me. He clicked his tongue. “It’s far too late to back out now, especially since you’ve accumulated so much debt.” I had to get out of here, out of this thing’s clutches. I looked down at my knife. “Like I said.” He was suddenly way too close, a hand trapping the wrist of my knife hand. “It’s far too late to back out.” My fist shattered on impact with his impossibly hard chin. He didn’t even flinch as I screamed in agony. “Oh my, throwing a tantrum? The only person to blame is yourself.” I continued to struggle against his grip, but I could not even make him so much as wiggle. “How sad. And how annoying-” I suddenly couldn’t move, like the air around me had become stone. His eyes in which nothing escaped bore into mine. “Let’s tally up your debt, shall we? Two hearts, two livers, four lungs, four kidneys, one stomach, thirty-six broken ribs, one-hundred ninety-one square inches of flayed skin and muscle, and 13 liters of split blood.” He tsked. “That’s quite a lot. And that is not including severed nerves.” I choked, trying to say something, anything. “Even if we broke it down to a matter of simply cells, you don’t have enough in your body currently to repay me. So,” He drew out that syllable. “If I were to harvest a pint of blood every 12 weeks, you would have 7 years before your final payment is required.” “Now,” his bored expression broke into a sinister grin. “Let’s make the first payment, shall we?” His free hand crept up to the forearm he held captive. I renewed my efforts to escape as he dragged a nail across my skin, though I still couldn’t move no matter how hard I tried. His finger stilled on a vein and I felt a sharp sting, like a needle had grown out of his fingertip. After what felt like forever, he removed his finger, revealing an oozing wound. “There. That wasn’t so bad, was it?” His grip, both physical and supernatural, released me. I scrambled back, but what distance I gained didn’t feel remotely enough. “Whelp.” He made a show of dusting off his bloody clothes. “I’ll be seeing you. Oh, and try to cut your life short and you’ll regret it.” With that, he turned and walked out of the alley, whistling an unfamiliar tune like he didn’t have a care in the world. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13l8ajf/i_harvested_organs_from_a_guy_3_times_before_he/

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13l8ajf/i_harvested_organs_from_a_guy_3_times_before_he/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/Lyn_R_Rose/</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/@Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story. Could you imagine something like this happening? Thinking you&#39;d got away with one of the most insane crimes only to find you were the next victim.. for all of eternity?</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> f46e63dc-dd2d-4040-af9a-997fdf90a85c https://youtu.be/nui-8K0rZ-8 Thu, 22 Jun 2023 13:15:00 +0000 599 yes full Do You Actually Believe In Ghosts? (Reddit Story by u/Verrgasm) Do You Actually Believe In Ghosts? (Reddit Story by u/Verrgasm) 29 1 Spook Central Station "Pfft" I made a dismissive noise as if I wasn't afraid. Obviously, I was. There, just the two of us, alone in that old abandoned house in the middle of the night. "Of course I don't..." "Then get a move on and set up the fucking board, pussy." Tyler said cooly over his shoulder, individually placing and lighting small black candles around the barren dusty bedroom. "It's almost the witching hour." “I’m doing it, I’m doing it…for fuck’s sake…” I unzipped my backpack and took out the spirit board before laying it flat in front of me, surrounding it with white candles and placing the glass on top. “We know it’s bullshit, anyway. Who cares if we’re a minute late? Are you gonna be all sulky when Elvis doesn’t show up to sing you a song?” “It’s Halloween, dickbird. All Hallows’ Eve. If it was ever going to work, it’d be tonight…” With the room flickering in the dim light, we took our places facing each other on opposite ends of the board, placing our left hands on the glass. The air tasted stale in there, literally, I could taste the decay on my tongue. My biggest concern at that point was inhaling mold spores or catching my skin on a rusty nail and getting tetanus or being devoured alive by one of the many giant spiders that’d made their nests in the darkest corners which I cringed to look at. Sensing my impatient urgency, Tyler told me to just ‘close my eyes and clear my mind’, which I did, reluctantly. Anything to get this crazy shitshow wrapped up so that we could get back to Mike’s party on the other side of town. I felt pretty damn stupid trespassing in that hellhole dressed as a pirate, minus an eyepatch. Tyler on the other hand was much more appropriately costumed with his spooky black hooded robe and plastic-gold pentacle medallion; of which I hadn’t stopped laughing at since I first saw him that evening. Why I ever let Tyler talk me into bailing and going there of all places, I’ll never know. Morbid curiosity, perhaps? Maybe I just couldn’t stand another minute of that dickhead Blake and his shitty fucking attitude, all drunk and ready to fight over nothing. I hoped he’d be gone or passed out by the time we made it back, then I might actually have a chance to make some progress with Becca. She’d been particularly distant at Mike’s, upset by all the drama. We sat in uncomfortable silence for a while, I honestly can’t even say how long, before Tyler finally felt it appropriate to speak. He let his voice flair as if he were the lead performer in some silly magic show. “Spirits! We seek your presence! We seek your knowledge! Please! Come towards us!” Another indeterminate moment of silence passed, not even the wind whistling outside interjected, and Tyler tried his hand as a conjurer once more with the same over-the-top dramatic inflection. “Spirit! Please make yourself known! We seek your company! Can you let us know if you are here with us?” Still, nothing. Tyler glanced around in frustration and I went to stand, done with the whole thing. “This is fucking stupid, Tyler. Let’s g-” “Don’t take your hand off the glass!” The look on Tyler’s face as we locked eyes was half of surprised amazement and the other a reserved dread, he gripped the back of my palm tighter, pressing it into the glass. “I can feel it…” “The fuck are you talking ab-” I began, before being cut off by something unseen. I felt it too. Like the air grew thicker, switching in an instant from the expected dry staleness of a dead home to the macabre miasmic odor of something else. Something else entirely, like a burning garbage fire. Death. “Tyler… what the fuck?” “Shhhhhhh!” Tyler hushed me, drawing his free hand to his lips before motioning around the room with it. “Listen…” Then, as soon as he’d said it, I could hear it. A soft tapping, slowly traveling from one end of the ceiling to the other. Right above us. Steadily and with clear intent, it continued its slow circuit of laps in what I assumed was the attic. Tracing us, going between Tyler and I. Choosing. “What is your name, spirit?” The glass shuddered beneath our palms and Tyler had to remind me to keep my grip loose, which wasn’t easy. I could see that he was opening his mouth, likely to ask the question again, but before he could speak the glass began to slowly travel letter-by-letter across the spirit board… crawling like a bug. I barely even had my hand on it. Stifling the urge to run or to look away, I concentrated on the letters, scrawling them down as my fingers shook until the name was entirely spelled out. C-H-R-I-S-T-I-N-E “Holy shit, we need to get the fuck out of here, Tyler. This isn’t funny anymore, c’mo-” Tyler shushed me again, regaining his composure. He applied more desperate pressure onto my hand, urging me to stay. I could tell he was trying to recall the other questions he’d prepared beforehand, but it was obvious that he was about as terrified and astonished as I was. In a voice quivering through his intended confident tone, Tyler continued; now well beyond the flippancy of his initial theatrics, he spoke tentatively. “Christine…” The glass trembled, and it was all I could do but to convince myself that it wasn’t real. That none of it was. It couldn't be. A soft whimper escaped my lips, my eyes closing tightly in fear. “Can you make yourself known to us?..” The silence was entirely deafening, as if I couldn’t even hear our twinned shallow breathing anymore. Then, after an eternity, I found the courage to open my eyes. There, in the far corner, I saw what could only be described as a corpse. Hunched up, with its mangled bloody and bruised legs contorted around itself and its broken purple-pale arms twisted around the back of its head. The dead-eyed monster was staring me down, gawking with bulging white marbles between its thick strands of sticky brown hair. Its wide-open mouth was a gaping black hole. An abyss. Without a thought, I grabbed Tyler by the arms and pulled him through the open doorway, sending the glass tumbling in our wake as we rushed back down the creaking staircase and into his shitty red Corolla parked on the sidewalk. I didn’t look back, but I couldn't stop screaming. As Tyler sped us away from the house, I found my ability to breathe lacking, let alone able to find the words to describe what was right there lurking just feet behind him through my shock. I’m not ashamed to say that I started crying right there in the passenger seat, weeping like an inconsolable lost child. Tyler was in the middle of calling me a slew of degrading names, when suddenly, the radio turned on inexplicably through no action of our own. Static made it impossible to decipher what was playing, but it was something slow and soothing. Soft jazz. Oldies. We simply stared into each other's stunned faces, frozen, until Tyler turned his attention back to the road and launched into a screaming fit of his own. There it was, in the middle of the dark country lane, all contorted and bent in every unnatural way imaginable. The car screeched as Tyler frantically jerked at the wheel and we went straight through a wooden barrier and over a ditch before coming to a smoking wrecked stop amongst some trees, rolling several times in the chaos. We were upside down when I woke up. Tyler didn't. His face, I’ll never forget it… all wet and red. Utterly crushed. Dragging myself through the shattered windscreen, cutting my forearms as I shimmied through the opening, I cried out for help but none came, and I felt myself slipping away. The dark of the woods grew increasingly opaque, like a heavy film covering my drooping eyes, and I began to fall backwards into an onyx chasm of calm nothingness. The fluorescent hospital lights stung at first, but as my vision began to adjust I took solace in the fact that the ordeal was over. I scrambled internally, trying to piece together what had happened to me. Then I saw it, crumpled up in the corner, staring my way without eyes… right through me. It was Tyler. His necrotic pulp of a face leaked thick black sludge onto the blinding white hospital tiles beneath. Blacker than tar. Black like the abyss… Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13idih6/do_you_actually_believe_in_ghosts/

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13idih6/do_you_actually_believe_in_ghosts/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/Verrgasm/</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/@Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story.</p><p>Have you ever had an unexplainable experience that you just put down to being a bit weird or that you fully believe was something reaching out to get your attention? Do you believe in the paranormal? Let me know your stories in the comments below.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 51a97b56-4650-4ee7-8667-d3e634292461 https://youtu.be/-E-ldJm06xs Wed, 14 Jun 2023 13:30:00 +0000 629 no full I’m 9 Months Into My Pregnancy And Something Horrifying Is About To Happen - (Reddit story by u/Theeaglestrikes) I’m 9 Months Into My Pregnancy And Something Horrifying Is About To Happen - (Reddit story by u/Theeaglestrikes) 28 1 Spook Central Station I’m not talking about childbirth. Something awful is growing within me. I’m a 29-year-old woman named Nancy, and this is my first pregnancy. There was nothing abnormal about our baby’s conception. I’ve lived a normal, middle-class, suburban life. No Satanic rituals. No cults. Nothing that Hollywood films often imply to be the culprit. I suppose I’d better explain why I’m going to die. 12 weeks: Everybody uses the cliché that pregnancy is “no walk in the park”, but I knew my symptoms were unusual at the very first ultrasound scan. My husband, Johnny, came with me, and I don’t think anything could’ve prepared us. The baby, much to our horror, had long, spindly arms and legs. And the worst part was the look on Dr Samson’s face. She was smiling. There was something uncanny about her skin. It seemed oversized and loose-fitting, though that was certainly enough to tauten my heart. If she’d looked ordinary, I might’ve dismissed her jolly reaction as an attempt to put us at ease. “Is that... normal?” Johnny asked. “Every baby is special,” The doctor answered, chuckling. Then she leant over my belly, inaudibly mouthing something to the baby. I cast wide eyes at my husband, silently begging for him to save me. Johnny opened his mouth, but the doctor lifted her head before he could speak. “Perfectly healthy and happy,” She said. Dr Samson’s smiling face followed us as we walked out of the room. We chalked it up to a weird experience – a weird screen glitch, a weird doctor, and a weird day. I wish I’d trusted my fearful instincts. 21 weeks: My husband and I hoped for a slightly more normal picture from my second scan, but Dr Samson showed us something even more unnerving. The baby seemed too well-formed for 20 weeks. I suddenly realised my late-night cramps and pains hadn’t been normal at all. The grinding, tearing sensation in my lower abdomen must've been those ghastly, elongated limbs digging away at my innards. I feared the baby would burst my uterus. “Perfectly healthy,” Dr Samson assured me, offering that same unhinged smile. “There’s something wrong with him,” I whimpered, crying. Johnny started to reassure me that Dr Samson was a professional, though I knew he shared my terror. He wanted to keep me safe and sane. He’s a good man. “Is there something wrong with the scanner, perhaps?” He asked, hopefully. Dr Samson giggled. “No. It’s perfectly fine.” “I think I want a second opinion,” I said. I expected the doctor to refuse, but she persisted with that searing smile. And a few days later, my third scan produced a bizarre result. Nothing appeared on the screen. Dr Houghton, my new doctor, sighed sombrely. “It could be a miscarriage or an ectopic pregnancy – a pregnancy outside of the womb. We’ll need to conduct tests.” I knew I hadn’t miscarried. My pain was worsening with every passing day, but no professionals could ascertain what was happening to me. And Dr Houghton couldn’t attend my fourth scan. Nobody could get in touch with him. So, Dr Brown took over. “Aha! Found your baby! He was just playing hide and seek,” Our new doctor said, laughing. Johnny and I gasped at the screen in terror. Finally, we could see our baby again. In the space of five days, our son had become ginormous. His legs were slinking out of view, and his head was filling up my womb. For a brief moment, Dr Brown rubbed his eyes, and I realised he wasn’t wiping the bags beneath them. Like Dr Samson, his flesh seemed to loosely cling to his face. But unlike Dr Samson, he seemed keen to keep us calm. “He might look a little large, but he’s healthy,” Dr Brown promised. “Perfectly fine.” “Why does everybody keep saying this is perfectly fine?” Johnny asked, finally losing his cool. “Something is wrong, and–” “I’ve seen a pregnancy like this before,” Dr Brown interjected, smiling. “I promise you that nothing is wrong with your son. He’s just a fast grower.” 32 weeks: We went for scans at different hospitals, but nothing showed up on scanners or results. As far as anybody could tell me, I wasn’t pregnant. One terrible night, at 3am, I started to think they might be right. I woke to find myself in a state of sleep paralysis. My lips couldn’t open and my limbs wouldn’t budge, so I wasn’t able to wake Johnny. Beyond my control, however, my grinding, painful limbs pulled my body out of bed. I could feel something within my body, like a secondary skeleton, puppeteering my paralysed form towards the en-suite bathroom. I stood before the mirror, trembling in disbelief at my sagging skin, horrified that the thing might burst free and tear me to shreds. My lips, still firmly pressed together, began to curl upwards. It was the same smile that I’d seen on Dr Samson’s face. 38 weeks: We saw Dr Brown yesterday. A late “emergency scan” revealed something, but we couldn’t even see a baby anymore. Just an indistinguishable mass that filled my womb. It might’ve been part of my baby’s fully-grown torso. “Perfectly fine,” Dr Brown said, smiling horribly. As we left the hospital in a dazed state of terror, Johnny and I bumped into Dr Samson, and the deranged doctor gripped my arm, leaning towards me. “Not long until you walk with us, Takra,” She giggled into my ear, presumably speaking to my baby. “And you’ll do perfectly fine.” This petrifying pregnancy finally makes sense. The relentless aches in my joints. The ever-drooping bags under my eyes. The throbbing sensation in my head – it feels as if something wants to worm its way in there, pancaking my brain against the inside of my skull. Replacing it with something else. I’m not going to give birth in 2 weeks, am I? Takra is going to fill my body and wear my skin like a glove. And I’ll become one of the loose-fleshed people. 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As a lot of you would know, roughly 3 months ago I had a baby and when I read this story it gave me chills - you always hope to have a healthy and *human* baby so this story was pretty funny to me. Luckily, I DID give birth to a human and she is absolutely perfect but it definitely would have been interesting if she lived up to the pet name I had been calling her when I was pregnant and she kicked me awake at 4 am in the morning.. my little gremlin.


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/13hs4tt/im_9_months_into_my_pregnancy_and_something/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/Theeaglestrikes/</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/@Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story.</p><p><br></p><p>As a lot of you would know, roughly 3 months ago I had a baby and when I read this story it gave me chills - you always hope to have a healthy and *human* baby so this story was pretty funny to me. Luckily, I DID give birth to a human and she is absolutely perfect but it definitely would have been interesting if she lived up to the pet name I had been calling her when I was pregnant and she kicked me awake at 4 am in the morning.. my little gremlin.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> dc323512-8119-4e42-a6cb-fe78560483d4 https://youtu.be/txBMqCUdbfc Sun, 04 Jun 2023 13:00:00 +0000 474 no full Oregano, Salt And Just A Pinch Of Deadly Nightshade - (Reddit Story by u/ACWalkerIsScared) Oregano, Salt And Just A Pinch Of Deadly Nightshade - (Reddit Story by u/ACWalkerIsScared) 27 1 Spook Central Station So, I had to bust out the microscope to take a look at the chewed-up remains of some poison hemlock recently. Typical Tuesday afternoon for yours truly. I was given this chewed-up hemlock by a new acquaintance, whom I’ll refer to here as Rosemary. She'd heard through a web forum that I’m something of an enthusiast when it comes to the supernatural/paranormal/generally weird shit, and wanted me to inspect the sample for, well, any of the above. Hemlock, if you weren't aware, is a delightful little white plant in the carrot family, and eating it will win you everything from dry mouth to muscle death to respiratory failure. Nothing special next to most of what’s in my collection, but the story attached to the sample, now that’s something else entirely. I’ve included below the transcript of my interview with Rosemary. What follows below is her account of culinary chaos, and why the hemlock sample in my study shouldn't exist. * ROSEMARY’S ACCOUNT You can think I’m a bitch all you want, but you’re not the one who had to live with him. Anyone who had to be married to my husband as long as I was would’ve wanted to poison him, too. No, he wasn’t abusive. As far as I know, no, he didn’t cheat. Though looking back, there were a few late work nights that might’ve roused my suspicions. But honestly, if it was just cheating, I wouldn’t have cared. Hell, if he’d been with some new slut every other night, if he’d been a total manwhore, I think I could have lived with that much easier. No. The simple fact is, he got under my skin. The way he popped his gum. The high-pitched sigh he made when he got out of bed in the mornings. Chucking his shoes by the door instead of the closet shoe rack. The rancid smell of his breath at the end of the day, worming its way up my nostril as he leaned in to kiss me on the cheek. It may all sound trivial out of context, but put it all together for ten fucking years and the thousand little miseries combine into something maddening. Like an itch wriggling deep in the bone that I couldn’t scratch. A persistent ringing in my ear. A maggot in my apple. The worst of it was the foul blandness of him. He was perpetually unbothered by everything life threw at him, as apathetically content as a cow chewing cud in the field, and unaware of how all the little habits and details of him were starting to twist me out of my mind. He didn’t even have the decency to be ugly. No crooked tooth, no deep forehead wrinkle, no beer belly. He looked like nothing. Before I made the decision, I told him he could leave me if he wanted to. “Imagine if you left,” I mumbled, my head on the pillow, eyes on the stipples of the popcorn ceiling. “I wouldn’t hold it against you.” All he did was laugh, reach over from his side of the bed, and kiss me on the cheek goodnight. Tell me, what kind of man does that? Anyway, that was the night I realized I had to kill him. No, divorce was not an option. A prenup had been signed, was the problem. If I left him, I’d basically be left with nothing. He was the main breadwinner at the time, and had a sizeable life insurance policy. I had to protect my future. So, over the course of the year, I began to cultivate my garden in the backwoods behind our property. I bought the seeds on the darknet. Hemlock, oleander, foxglove, datura, hellebores, mandrake, deadly nightshade. A few others, too. I wasn’t sure how much of what would grow, so I wanted to cover all my bases. Yes, I’m not stupid, of course I thought about cleaning agents and stuff like that, but I figured all those would be easier to detect in an autopsy. Chemicals, you know. I figured natural stuff would disperse and disappear from the body faster. Then it’d just look like a heart attack. I wasn’t worried about him going out to the woods and finding the garden. He wasn’t the type to go and explore. I definitely didn’t see him go beyond the back porch in the months and months it took me to grow it all. I always made sure to tend to it while he was still at work, so he wouldn’t notice me sneaking off. So, after a lot of time and care, I was able to start harvesting. That first night was probably the giddiest I’d ever felt while cooking. It was a soup dish, I don’t remember exactly which. I poured out my own serving, leaving his in the pot for me to alter. As he kicked off his shoes by the fucking door and jammed his briefcase in the closet, yapping about some inane thing that happened at work, I began seasoning his soup. “So Lewis was worried the deadline on the deliverables was too tight . . .” “Mhm . . .” I sprinkled in oregano, salt, a pinch of the nightshade. “And I told him, you know, we’ve worked on tighter deadlines before without issue . . .” “Mhm . . .” In went the minced hemlock, shavings of mandrake, all generous amounts. I thought all that together would have to be enough. He’d be dead by midnight. We sat across from each other at dinner as he continued talking intermittently about work, blissfully unaware as ever while he was spooning poison into his ever-babbling mouth. He must’ve wondered, if he ever wondered about anything, why I looked so unusually alert that evening, so smiley and engaged as he told his story. It was my most thrilling dinner in a while. Every time I saw him take a sip, it was like a hit of heroin surging directly through my veins. I just remember thinking, I’m finally doing it. I’m finally going to be free. He finished the whole bowl, thanked me for the meal, and asked for seconds. I obliged. We went to bed. He fell asleep, and I pretended to do the same. I waited, breathless, for his symptoms to kick in. I waited for the vomiting, foaming at the mouth, heart palpitations, all of it. One hour ticked by, then another, and another. I wriggled over and pressed close to his chest like I was cuddling, trying to figure out if his heart had simply stopped in his sleep. But nope, it was beating strong as ever, and he slept like a baby all the way until his alarm chimed with the sunrise. I was just stupefied when he walked out that morning for work, looking right as rain, same braindead smile as he kissed my cheek and told me goodbye. All day I waited for a call that he’d collapsed at work, that he was in the hospital. Nothing. As if all my months in the garden, all the things I’d stirred into his bowl, had never existed. I figured I must not have used enough after all. So later I went collecting from the garden again, this time everything. I knew I couldn’t cook soup again, that might seem suspicious. So I made stew instead. When I say I threw in everything to his portion, I mean everything. Along with the nightshade, hemlock, and mandrake, I added enough datura seeds to make his brain pop like a bubble, and crushed every bit of the hellebores into a powder to add. Plus all the oleander, hell, everything, just everything. And then I had to throw in spices from my kitchen to mask the taste. Again we were sitting across from each other at the table, and he was happily wolfing the stuff down. “Taste alright?” I asked him, picking at my own meal. “Delicious as ever,” he said. “Actually, this is my favorite thing you’ve made in awhile. This a new recipe?” “. . . yep.” “Nice. You should definitely make it again.” Another night spent waiting for him to die. Nothing. He didn’t so much as shiver. When he left for work again the next morning, I was racking my head for answers. Did he have some sort of hyperstrong immune system? Had I overcooked the additions to his, somehow boiled all the poisonous parts out? I’d put in so much, there was no way it wasn’t enough. It should have choked him from the inside. It should have cooked the blood in his lungs. It should have sent the veins bursting in his eyes, flooded them red. At this point I was getting sleep-deprived and desperate. For the next several dinners, I stopped depending solely on my garden and started getting creative instead of staying careful. I found out from a TV show that you can poison someone with gold and silver, so I started breaking down my jewelry and ferreting tiny bits into his food. I slipped spoonfuls of drain cleaner and detergent beads into his afternoon smoothies. I went to visit my grandmother’s house to chip off the lead paint on her walls, and added that to all his dinners. My cleaning agents, in they went. Every dinner I upped the ante, and every dinner he ate with the smile, insisting it was delicious, before retiring for another peaceful night of sleep while I screamed inside my head. It all came to a head by the tenth dinner. I was watching him slurp down a concoction of henbane, crushed pills, and formaldehyde. “Yum,” he said. “What the fuck is wrong with you?” I snapped. He blinked at me, all surprised. “Language, babe.” Something inside me splintered, the threads of my patience and mind snapped from the sleepless nights and the impossible failures and the years and years of waiting for something, anything to change. I was beyond controlling myself. I was beyond stopping the words from leaving my mouth. “You just keep eating it,” I said, choked. “Eating it all, and nothing happens. How do you keep eating it? Why won’t you say anything? I’m barely able to do anything about the taste anymore, don’t you taste it? Don’t you feel it? Why the fuck are you acting normal?” My husband didn’t say anything. He just stared at me from across the table. And then this slow, lazy smile spread across his face. “What?” I rasped. I’d never seen his face look like that. He smiled wider, then wider, showing all his white teeth and stretching his lips thin as hairs. Then he . . . his jaw. It unhooked. Slack. I watched, frozen, pinned to my seat as the man I’d been married to for ten years thrust his arm down his own mouth, all the way past the elbow. He didn’t break eye contact with me as he reached in deeper and deeper. He stopped, and I heard a wet squelch. He began pulling his arm back out, and gripped in his hand was something round and pink and fleshy, trailed by ropes of misshapen, bloody tubing. It quivered in his hand. Gurgled. I fought down the bile rising in my throat as he slapped the organ down on the table, the intestines still hanging out his gaping mouth, yellow fluid seeping into the white table cloth, leaking from the corners of his lips. The air swelled with the smell of rotten meat. He grabbed the knife to his right, plunged it into the smooth tissue of the organ, and sliced it open. He reached into the newly made slit and began picking things out, plopping them onto the table for me to see. Chewed-up hemlock. Blue detergent beads. Little black datura seeds. Paint chips. Foxglove leaves and petals. Specks of gold. One by one he plucked each poison and toxin out that I’d fed him over the last several days. All of it pristine, undigested. Finally, he picked out a leaf of deadly nightshade, and flicked it right onto my cheek. I think that’s when I finally screamed out loud. I leapt out my seat and ran, just ran. Behind me I could hear him laughing, a low wheeze dampened by the innards choking his mouth. I couldn’t think, couldn’t speak, couldn’t breathe. I just grabbed my keys off the counter and bolted to my car, that horrible laugh dogging me the whole way. I swear I heard it right in my ear even when I drove clear out the neighborhood. Sometimes I still do. Always behind, just outside my vision. * I went back, of course. The next morning, with the cops in tow. And you know what we found? Nothing. Not a trace of him, not a whisper. His car was gone, and the whole house had been cleaned out, completely empty. Years later, I even hired a P.I to try and track him, and all he was able to find of my husband was a few old photos on other people’s social media. In the words of the investigator, “it was like he scarcely existed.” In a way, I guess I got what I wanted. Not with the money, all the bank accounts were cleared once he left, but at least he was gone. For a while. Last few months, something’s changed. I’ve started getting things in the mail, in unmarked envelopes. Paint chips. Datura seeds. Specks of gold. This hemlock is the latest. I tried changing my name and moving, but the envelopes keep coming. It has to be him. But I have no idea what he wants. No idea if he’s sending me these as a warning, or a joke, or a promise. I only know it means he’s coming. END OF ROSEMARY’S ACCOUNT * Well, I took a look at the hemlock and other samples under the microscope per Rosemary’s request, as well as to satisfy my own curiosity. That, along with other tests, didn’t yield any results out of the ordinary. But I did find something else interesting. Rosemary had also given me copies of the photos her P.I found (she hadn’t kept any from her marriage). The man photographed within was fairly bland looking, and wore the same perfectly pleasant smile in every single one, as though he had that exact facial expression down to a science. I cross-analyzed the photos with some face databases and archives, and came up with one match. From 1945. The photo show's him standing in the center of a group of young, laughing men just outside a bar in Oak Ridge, Tennessee. Now, could it be a coincidence? Could it be a simple case of Rosemary’s husband having a look-a-like from way back when? Sure. It definitely makes more sense than the alternative explanation. But it’s the smile. That same, perfectly pleasant smile, frozen in black and white. Think I’ll skip dinner tonight. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/132cb14/oregano_salt_and_just_a_pinch_of_deadly_nightshade/

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My husband and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary in March in a very chill, KFC and trackies sort of way but since having our newborn, I kind of relate to wanting to slip something into his food just so I can get a bit of shut eye without being talked at or harassed but alas, he lives to see another day! This one gave me the chills and what a twist at the end! Let me know what you think in the comments.


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/132cb14/oregano_salt_and_just_a_pinch_of_deadly_nightshade/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/ACWalkerIsScared/</p><p>Intro Song / Music: https://www.youtube.com/ @Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story.</p><p><br></p><p>My husband and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary in March in a very chill, KFC and trackies sort of way but since having our newborn, I kind of relate to wanting to slip something into his food just so I can get a bit of shut eye without being talked at or harassed but alas, he lives to see another day! This one gave me the chills and what a twist at the end! Let me know what you think in the comments.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for listening and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 4d39a699-f68f-4297-b899-07862a0b6119 https://youtu.be/ngg7LDteEHo Sun, 28 May 2023 03:00:00 +0000 968 no full This Body Used To Be Mine - (Reddit Story by u/KamaciteClover) This Body Used To Be Mine - (Reddit Story by u/KamaciteClover) 26 1 Spook Central Station It started with a cut. I had not thought much of it at the time, nor could I tell you where I even got it from. It’s the only thing I could think of that would explain it: how they got inside. It was a thin cut on the centre of my right palm. It hurt more than my ego would care to admit. As a precaution, I cleaned it and applied a liberal amount of anti-bacterial cream before covering it with a bandage. It had been a nuisance while pushing my computer mouse around with it, constantly reminding me of its presence. I lifted my hand and rotated my wrist. A rough series of cracks sounded off with the sensation of dragging a stick through gravel. Papercuts and carpal tunnel: the hazards in my field of work. I turned my gaze to the bottom right corner of the screen. 4:48 PM. 12 minutes from the end of the shift. My supervisor had already slipped out. They had tickets to…something…it didn’t matter. I wasn’t paying too much attention at the time, truth be told. They had bragged the whole afternoon away and strutted out a full hour early. None of us had the desire to challenge the person above us on the food-chain. God forbid if they found out I took less than 15 minutes at the end of the day. Not the most pleasant work environment, but it was the one that actually hired me. Perhaps my exploitability was my key asset. Most of the other workers had taken their chances and left soon after the supervisor’s exit, leaving me behind. Seeing no one was around, I signed out and turned off my monitor. Sliding my papers into my pack, I lifted it by the strap with my right hand, not giving much thought to the action. I dropped it immediately in response to a shooting pain. I looked at my palm. The bandage was virtually pristine, save for the wrinkles caused by the curvature of my hand. Odd. It had felt as if I grasped a curling iron, or at least I imagined that’s how it felt. I gingerly tested the strap with my right hand again. It seemed fine. The sensation had been far more severe than anything I had felt during the work day. I decided against putting further unnecessary stress on it. Using my left hand, I hoisted it around my shoulder. It had already fallen dark by the time I walked out into the office parking lot. I would have complained, but around this time last year we had a significant snowfall. I was just happy I didn’t have to drive home through the snow. My palm was throbbing. I had no gloves on me, so my hands were rather cold, but the sensation was far greater in my bandaged right palm. It was as if an icicle pierced right through its centre. I hurried towards my vehicle in the corner of the empty lot. I flung the driver’s side door open and tossed my pack into the passenger’s seat. … My eyes opened; their vision consumed by a miniature mountain range of white that was a stucco ceiling. I blinked the sleep away from my eyes. A thought was developing, yet it dragged along, scraping the inside of my skull, refusing to form into anything coherent. I just laid still with an instinctual feeling that something was not right. Without my mind giving any definition to this feeling, I was unsure how to act. My eyes remained on the ceiling. It was much like that which coated the ceiling of my parents’ old home. I hadn’t seen much of the unappealing substance since I moved out. My apartment’s styling was an amalgamation of wood, concrete, and glass. Perhaps a few years ago it’s design would have been considered inspired… I was not in my own bed. My eyes shifted downwards carefully. Light shone through the window a few steps from the foot of the bed. The walls were lined in yellowing wallpaper. The scent of years of cigarette smoke hung in the atmosphere. My eyes tilted to my right. The red digits of a clock sitting on the peeling wood of a nightstand read 7:23 AM. My attention drifted to the left. The sheets were in disarray, leaving the impression of another body that inhabited the space moments before. I slowly sat up. I took in my surroundings. There was a brown rotting desk in the corner with a seemingly ancient metal lamp upon it. A black tube TV was wedged into a cabinet sitting in front of the window. To its left, a door, marked, beaten, wearing its years of abuse. The door’s painted white metal acted like a canvass for the dark streaks and other miscellaneous smudges that adorned it. I was in a motel. A real dump of one at that. I waited for memories to materialize. Nothing came. The parking lot, then this. I felt my stomach churn. It was as if time lurched forward without warning. The room was dizzying. My head turned towards the left of the room. In the corner was the entrance to the washroom. I hesitated for a moment. Burgundy curtains were drawn part way across the window, cloaking the left side of the room in shadow. Despite my nausea, I had little desire to cross the threshold of darkness towards the washroom. Rubbing my face, a soggy bandage slightly caught on the bridge of my nose. A sharp response shot off from my hand, causing me to pull it a way. It continued to ache dully as I inspected the warped bandage. Past my hand, my clothing and shoes sat amongst the mucky brownish red carpet. Without stepping down onto it, I leaned from the bed and snatched up my belongings. Hastily throwing them on, I stood up and began to make my way towards the room’s exit. I heard something fall off the bed. A pillow or blanket perhaps? I wasn’t sure, but I heard something. I turned around, my back to the front door. It was faint. A moan of sorts. Just barely audible. I wanted to pretend that I didn’t hear it. I stood still, unable to control my motor functions. I just stared into the dark. The moment hung in silence. A pale, wiry, hand slowly lifted itself from below the other side of the bed. Its digits clawed a crumpled sheet. Low moaning emanated from the dark. The noise sustained, becoming louder with every moment until, without warning, it became a shriek. I broke from my daze and spun towards the door. I grasped its handle and flung it back, fleeing out of the room. I refused to look behind me as I sprinted, creating as much distance as I could from the thing in the room. The chill ate at my skin as I ran through the outer walkway of a weathered green building. The winter sun was just beginning to rear its head. I approached a metal stair set leading down to the car lot below. My shoes clanged against the steps, echoing out into the silent morning. Once I reached the ground floor, I stopped and surveyed my surroundings. I had no idea where I was. To add to my concern, my vehicle could not be found amongst the handful that were sitting in front of the 2-story relic of a building. I looked up towards a sign that sat atop a pole placed by the Parking entrance. “MOTEL” was written in filthy fluorescent letters. The “O” was flickering. Scanning my surroundings, I noticed that the motel seemed to be tucked away in some sort of industrial district. I turned around to face the building I had just come out of. My breath plumed in the brisk morning air. Looking past the second-floor railing, I spotted the room that I had fled from. The door was still open. I couldn’t make out much else beyond that. My legs began to move before my mind even seemed to command it. I had no direction, just the need to escape, to be somewhere, anywhere else than here. I was running towards the parking lot exit. In my mind’s eye, the foul creature had crawled out onto the balcony, leapt down to the pavement, and was chasing me on all fours, frothing at the mouth. Sound had been muted. All I could hear was the beating of my heart accompanied by rhythmic breathing. The air stung my throat as I ran straight into the street. I nearly caught my leg on a pothole as I ran helplessly without any direction. I could feel it gaining. My chest squeezed as I felt it right on top of me. I continued to run, heaving, nearly out of breath, like a race horse about to collapse. Electricity danced around in my brain. The scenery began to darken. … There was nothing. Just a sound. Liquid. Gurgling. Distant, yet all too close. A violent tremor. Something shaking at my feet. I could feel its vibrations, yet I could not see. The veil was slowly lifted. Concrete. Columns dispersed across a barren grey landscape, marked by yellow dividing lines. Pipes overlapped one another on the ceiling. Glaring light emanated from a strip of fluorescent bulbs hanging above. An arrow was painted in the middle of the path, followed by another which curved left, leading down a corridor that spiraled out of view. My entire body felt rigid. How was it possible that I arrived here unconsciously? I went to turn my neck, and met a mild resistance. An invisible force tugged in the opposite direction as I turned to look to my right. It dissipated. A parking garage continued for some distance before me, with only a few cars scattered amongst the stalls. My body ached and my eyes burned. I blinked a few times, trying to shake away my fatigue. The entire structure was silent save for that sound. Rustling intermingled with a low gurgling. A sound that in my stupor, I did not register. As my mind fought through the distress of finding myself in another unknown location, I finally fixated on it. The origin of the noise was close. Incredibly close. At first glance, it seemed as if I was alone in this structure. My gaze locked forward. Right where the arrows led off to the side, there was a concrete wall, broken up only by the pristine metal doors of an elevator. In its reflection, was an obscured picture of myself and a dark blob directly at my feet. If the image on the doors was to be believed, something was laying right in front of me. It was just out of my vision. All I had to do was look down. The sound became more violent. It was that of a struggle. I felt something brush against my left leg. I tilted my head and looked down upon it. On the hard surface below me, was a man. He wore a black raincoat and blue jeans. He had a thick brow and hollow cheeks. His eyes were light blue. These were the details that I attempted to focus on, trying to avoid processing the entire picture. The man was convulsing in his own fluids, arching his back upwards and slamming it into the concrete. Streaks of blood came from the stripes that his nails had carved into his throat. His left hand gripped his chest as his right continuously raked at his throat. Saliva and bile dripped from clenched teeth that looked like they were on the verge of shattering. All the while his eyes were trained upon mine. I wanted to collapse, but my legs were locked in place. The body twisted and contorted to the point that I thought it was going to fold in on itself. Then it stopped. The man’s back fell flat on the concrete. Stillness. Life left his eyes. The pupils stared directly at the ceiling. For a brief moment, I thought I noticed something. Just at the inner corner of the man’s eye, something poked out. A bundle of dark strands, with distinct bends in them part way. Each of them had irregular jagged grooves. If I had to compare them to something, I would say they were almost like spider legs. They rotated and extended in each direction, then slid back inside from whence they came. The man’s cold blue eyes darted right, looking directly at me. … I stood in a dimly lit room. A warm liquid made its way down my right arm. There was a large gash in my bicep. I could see it, but could not feel it. A sensor light provided a slight amount of illumination from the outside. Glass was sprinkled across the carpet with intermittent blood stains. My eyes followed the trail of red which led to the remnants of a sliding glass door. It had been shattered. Something had even caught the frame, knocking it off the tracks. Past a bookshelf, just behind a sofa, something stuck out. I cautiously moved towards it. My legs stopped at the edge of the sofa. I leaned over. Not much detail could be discerned in the faint light, but I saw enough. A grown man, in a grey t-shirt and boxer shorts, lay on the floor face up, his feet sticking out just past the furniture. Behind me, a light wheeze glided through the air. I turned towards the noise. There had been a door behind where I had come into consciousness. It was slightly ajar. A few glowing stickers that depicted smiling planets, stars, and the like, were haphazardly thrown across it. At the center of the doorway was a small silhouette of a body. It twitched. I felt my insides nearly collapse on themselves. A soft whimper echoed through the building. My body became rigid. The cry sounded off again. It was muffled, but I could hear it all too well. My legs began moving, but not by my command. My neck twisted to the right. A carpeted staircase was before me. I continued towards the noise. I tried to stop. My body continued. My arms, legs, nothing responded to me. I ascended the steps. As the stairs creaked, the cries peaked in terror. The sound which once seemed almost silent was now deafening. It was as if my hearing had blocked out everything else and isolated the noise. At the top of the steps, I passed by a hallway lined with family photos. My eyes remained locked forward. Stopping abruptly, I pivoted to the right. My vision was consumed by a door. Whatever was behind it attempted to hold its breath, but their heartbeat was painfully audible. Without warning, my body slammed repeatedly against the door. The person behind it began screaming. On the third try, the door flew off of its hinges. Inside, a street lamp shone through a window’s blinds revealing a dark-haired woman. She lobbed something. It collided with my left shoulder. I proceeded forward. She backed into the corner of the room, unable to say a word. I lunged forward and threw her to the ground. My hands latched onto her head and began to pry her jaw open. Leaning above her, I felt my body shake as my mouth began to stretch open. Stripes of light from the window revealed the awful scene. The feeling of thousands of fibers dragging across my esophagus spurred my mind into a frenzy. A flood of minuscule wriggling masses came pouring out of my mouth, falling straight into hers. A few fell just shy of her mouth and crawled their way inside. I was able to spot one of them as it passed a blade of light. At its center, was a porous, white body. Sprouting from all angles were several dexterous strands that transported the grotesque masses at a disturbing speed and steadiness. Their form almost resembled the seed heads of dandelions in a hideous caricature of nature. Tears came from my eyes as I was helpless, only able to watch. My jaw then clamped shut and I let go of her. I watched as the last of the creatures crawled inside. Her jaw remained open, grotesquely askew. Eyes wide, her face locked into an expression of shock. My body stood up robotically and my gaze remained locked on her as she began to convulse on the ground. … I don’t know how much more time I have before I become nothing more than an observer. The hours that I am awake have begun to dwindle. I have lost track of time completely. I can not say if it has been days, weeks, or months. They know everything I intend to do. There is not much that can be done. There are others out there now who have lost their bodies and soul. All I can do is write about it with the time I have left. They sense no threat in these actions, perhaps because I know it is futile. What are they? How did they get inside that cut? I will never have answers to these questions. All I know is that they will continue to spread. Watch the people around you and take note of their strange behavior. I wish all of you well. If you do not heed these warnings, you may end up like me: A passenger. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/umraxy/this_body_used_to_be_mine/

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/umraxy/this_body_used_to_be_mine/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/KamaciteClover</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/ @Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for listening to the latest narrated story.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> c48994d5-58c9-49ff-bf1a-cc336561bdd0 https://youtu.be/nyMIGgcgOEY Mon, 22 May 2023 13:45:00 +0000 1122 yes full These Aren't My Friends - (Reddit Story by u/Powerful-Time2067) These Aren't My Friends - (Reddit Story by u/Powerful-Time2067) 25 1 Spook Central Station My coworkers started acting weird; they’re not their usual selves. I just started working at this tech company last month after graduation, and it’s been amazing. I’ve started becoming closer with my coworkers, especially Ava and Dean. I’d like to say we’re all pretty good friends. Two weeks ago, Ava came to my office and asked if I talked to our boss at all today as he was acting off, and I just told her I hadn’t. I didn’t even think about that conversation until last week, when I came in and Ava came into my office. Usually, she’s a very cheerful person and very bright and happy. When she came in today, she greeted me in a very monotone voice with no emotion behind it. I asked if she was okay, and she just tilted her head slightly, said "of course," and left. I thought it was weird, so I went to talk to Dean and ask him if he noticed anything weird about Ava today, except he was acting the same way, with a blank stare and no emotion in his voice. It was creeping me out, so I just went back to my desk and started working. Now my office, along with everyone else's, has a comfortable amount of room and a bunch of glass windows surrounding it, so I can just sit at my desk and see anyone walking around outside. As I was working, I started to see Ava pacing back and forth at my office door, so I stood up and opened the door to ask her if she needed anything, and she just stared at me with her head slightly tilted and a smile on her face. I know, just based on how I described it, that it doesn’t sound creepy, but you weren’t there; it was one of the creepiest fucking things I’ve ever seen. Ava just walks away after that. After my shift is done, I start to walk to the elevator so I can go to my car and leave this place, as it was one of the weirdest fucking days I’ve ever had. As I go in the elevator and the doors start closing, Dean starts running towards it. It seems harmless enough, right? Wrong. Have you ever seen one of those horror movies where the bad guy or evil person starts running towards the main character at a sprint and the main character has a weird look on their face? They eventually come to their senses and realise they need to start moving their asses so they can escape what looks like death. Well, that’s what Dean looked like while he was running towards me, and I had an awful feeling, so I came to my senses and quickly started pressing the button so I could close the elevator and escape certain death. Lucky for us, it closes in time, and it sounds like Dean runs into the elevator doors at full speed. At this point, I’m creeped out, so I say fuck it and call in sick the next day and the next day and the next day until the weekend, when I’m off. I eventually called my mom and told her about everything. She thought I was being dramatic and maybe they were playing a prank, and honestly, I thought maybe she was right. So on Saturday, I text Ava first and tell her I’m coming over. She doesn't reply, so I just go over anyway. I knock on her door, no answer, I ring the doorbell, nothing, so I figure she’s out or busy, so I next text Dean, and same thing, no reply, so I go over, and same thing, no answer. At this point, I thought that something must be up, so I just waited until Sunday, but same thing, nothing. When I go back to work on Monday, I see Dean and Ava in Ava’s office together just staring at each other. I’m about to walk in and ask why they both ignored me during the weekend until I see their mouths open so wide it looks like their jaws should be broken and their eyes so wide they eventually start bleeding. After a few minutes, they close their mouths and their eyes go back to normal, and they just stare at me and start running towards me, so I use all my energy to get the fuck out of there, and I go and run into my office, shutting the blinds and locking the doors. They’ve been banging against them all day, and I just saw the news that a body has been found, and they identified it as Ava’s body. I don’t know what the fuck is happening, but whoever that is isn’t Ava, and if I’m right, that isn’t Dean either. I don’t know what to do; I can’t stay in my office forever, but I’m not ready to die yet. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/1375lma/these_arent_my_friends/

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/1375lma/these_arent_my_friends/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/Powerful-Time2067/</p><p>Intro Song: https://www.youtube.com/ @Jaxius  </p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls! Thank you for watching the latest narrated story.</p><p><br></p><p>Have any of your friends acted super strange? Maybe not to this extent but I definitely have had some questionable nightmares! Let me know some of your stories in the comment section below.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for watching and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>If you have a story you&#39;d like to share or have me narrate, feel free to email me at:</p><p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 5055d20c-8982-432c-9bd0-f110de626f6f https://youtu.be/1fpkip3Ql-c Sun, 14 May 2023 13:00:00 +0000 324 yes full I'll Never Go Into The Woods Again - (Reddit Story by u/TrueGod92) I'll Never Go Into The Woods Again - (Reddit Story by u/TrueGod92) 24 1 Spook Central Station Journal Entry #1 - May 1st I don't know how I ended up here. I was hiking in the woods and suddenly found myself lost. I've been wandering for hours, but I can't seem to find my way back to the trail. The sun is starting to set, and I'm getting scared. I keep hearing strange noises, like something is following me. I need to find shelter for the night. Journal Entry #2 - May 2nd Last night was a nightmare. I found a small cave to sleep in, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching me. I heard growling and scratching outside the cave, but I was too scared to look. I barely slept at all. This morning, I found claw marks on the rocks outside the cave. I don't know what kind of animal could have made them. Journal Entry #3 - May 3rd I think I'm being hunted. Every time I stop to rest, I hear the same growling and scratching. I've seen glimpses of something moving in the shadows, but I can't get a good look at it. Whatever it is, it's fast and incredibly strong. I'm starting to fear for my life. Journal Entry #4 - May 4th I saw it today. It was a creature unlike anything I've ever seen before. It was big, with dark fur and glowing eyes. It moved silently through the woods, stalking me like prey. I don't know how I managed to escape, but I ran until I collapsed. I can still hear it out there, searching for me. Journal Entry #5 - May 5th I've been running for days now. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up. The creature is relentless, always one step behind me. I'm exhausted and hungry, and I can feel my will to survive slipping away. But I have to keep going. I have to find a way out of these woods. Journal Entry #6 - May 6th I found a map in my backpack. I don't know how I missed it before. It shows a river not too far from where I am now. If I can follow that, I might be able to find my way out of the woods. But I have to be careful. The creature is still out there, waiting for me. Journal Entry #7 - May 7th I made it to the river. It wasn't easy, but I managed to lose the creature along the way. I'm still scared, but I feel like I might have a chance now. I'm going to follow the river until I find help. I don't know what I'll do if the creature finds me again, but I can't give up. I have to keep fighting. Journal Entry #8 - May 8th I walked along the river all day yesterday. I'm tired and my feet hurt, but I'm making progress. I haven't seen the creature since I left the woods, but I can't let my guard down. I need to find help soon. I'm starting to run low on food and water. Journal Entry #9 - May 9th I came across a small campsite today. There was no one there, but there were some supplies left behind. I took what I needed and left a note in case the owners come back. It's a relief to have some extra food and water. I'm going to keep following the river and hope that I come across someone soon. Journal Entry #10 - May 10th I saw a helicopter flying overhead today. I tried to signal for help, but I don't think they saw me. I'm going to keep moving and hope that they come back. I feel like I'm getting closer to civilization. The river is getting wider and there are signs of human activity along the banks. Journal Entry #11 - May 11th I made it to a small town today. I don't know where I am exactly, but it's a relief to be around people again. I went to a diner and had a hot meal. It was the best thing I've tasted in days. I'm going to try to find a phone so I can call for help. I don't want to be lost in the woods again. Journal Entry #12 - May 12th Something is wrong with this town everywhere I turn I'm being watched by the people who seem to lack any kind of emotion. If I turn fast enough I see the creature next to them. Journal Entry #13 - May 13th I don't know what's happening in this town, but I know I need to get out of here. Everywhere I go, I feel like I'm being watched. The people are strange and emotionless, and I keep seeing glimpses of the creature. I managed to find a phone and tried to call for help, but no one answered. I'm starting to feel like I'm in some kind of nightmare. Journal Entry #14 - May 14th I tried to leave the town today, but I couldn't find my way out. Every road I took led back to the same place. I think I'm trapped here. I don't know what to do. I'm starting to feel like I'm losing my mind. Journal Entry #15 - May 15th I woke up in a strange room today. I don't know how I got here or who brought me here. The walls are covered in strange symbols and there's a strange smell in the air. I can hear strange noises outside the door. I think I'm in danger. I need to find a way out. I heard a phone ringing on the wall i picked it up and heard a gravely voice say. It sounds like you are experiencing a very difficult and scary situation. If you are truly in danger, it's important that you try to find help or a way to escape as soon as possible. If you have access to a form of communication, you could try calling for help or alerting someone you trust about your situation. If you are unable to leave the room or make contact with others, it may be helpful to try to stay calm and focus on your breathing. Remember that you are not alone If you are able to reach out to someone for help, do not hesitate to do so. Then the phone went silent I'm not sure what to do. Journal Entry #16 - May 16th I managed to find a way out of the room. It was a trapdoor under the bed. I'm not sure where it leads, but I had no other choice. I crawled through it and found myself in a dark tunnel. I can hear the creature's footsteps echoing through the tunnel. I'm scared, but I have to keep moving. I don't know what's going to happen next, but I have to keep fighting for my survival. Journal Entry #17 - May 27th I made it after 11 days I made it out of the building and the creature is no longer chasing me. I don't know how I managed to survive, but I did. I stumbled upon a road and managed to flag down a passing car. and dragged him out of the car. I was frozen with fear, but I knew I had to keep moving. I managed to jump out of the car and run as fast as I could. I could hear the creature's growls behind me, but I didn't look back. I kept running until I reached a small town. I collapsed in front of a convenience store and was taken to a hospital. I suffered from hallucinations, dehydration, exhaustion, and minor injuries. The doctors and nurses took care of me and I was eventually released from the hospital. To this day I don't know if what I went through was real but I do know that when I get to close to the woods I feel eyes on me. Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/Creepystories/comments/1366awf/ill_never_go_into_the_woods_again/

Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/TrueGod92/


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Hope you like this creepy story I found whilst perusing Reddit.


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/Creepystories/comments/1366awf/ill_never_go_into_the_woods_again/</p><p>Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/TrueGod92/</p><p><br></p><p>Special Mention:</p><p>&#34;Pencil, Writing, Close, A.wav&#34; by InspectorJ (www.jshaw.co.uk) of Freesound.org</p><p><br></p><p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls and Girls!</p><p>Hope you like this creepy story I found whilst perusing Reddit.</p><p><br></p><p>Please make sure to like, comment and subscribe! Thanks for listening and stay spooky! 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Find me and add me on everything over at my Linktree: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 6f722f2c-9e72-4e94-8bb8-d24f829d6f38 https://youtu.be/uGcYIE0eeqw Sun, 07 May 2023 13:30:00 +0000 637 no full The Worst Video Isn't On The Dark Web (Reddit Story) The Worst Video Isn't On The Dark Web (Reddit Story) 24 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/oz1k9p/the_worst_video_isnt_on_the_darkweb/

Reddit User:

https://www.reddit.com/user/twocantherapper/


This story is a little more graphic than some of the others I've narrated which makes it a little difficult for me to put the art to the story but I really like the gorier side of things.

Let me know if you have ever watched something that's ever shaken you to your core or made you immediately turn off your computer and find something else to do! 


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/oz1k9p/the_worst_video_isnt_on_the_darkweb/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/oz1k9p/the_worst_video_isnt_on_the_darkweb/</a></p><p>Reddit User:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/twocantherapper/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/twocantherapper/</a></p><p><br></p><p>This story is a little more graphic than some of the others I&#39;ve narrated which makes it a little difficult for me to put the art to the story but I really like the gorier side of things.</p><p>Let me know if you have ever watched something that&#39;s ever shaken you to your core or made you immediately turn off your computer and find something else to do! </p><p><br></p><p>Thank you for tuning in, as always your support is so very much appreciated. I have a few idea in the works so stay tuned for some more Spook Chatters and even a new segment! Please like, share and subscribe!</p><p><br></p><p>If you want to chat with me or support me further feel free to add / follow me on all the things!</p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 8b837423-6f7b-4946-b4e0-7441e0d1a721 https://youtu.be/8gByNnJ2yOs Sun, 28 Aug 2022 12:00:00 +0000 1799 yes full My Father Was A Police Officer (Reddit Story) My Father Was A Police Officer (Reddit Story) 23 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/sefaje/my_father_was_a_police_officer/

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https://www.reddit.com/user/TDuarte11

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https://www.instagram.com/duarte_henri11/


This story had the hairs on my arms standing on end, what do we think that creature was? A Wendigo comes to mind or a shape shifter? Let me know what you think it is in the comments! Please make sure you show the writer of this story some love and appreciation, I have linked the original story and writer from Reddit and also their Instagram.


Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!

That's right, it's ya spooky girl returning to uploads. I am so sorry for the delay in getting uploads, I know some of you really look forward to these spooky stories. I have more already recorded and lined up for you additionally I am also working on more Spook Chatters and Movie Decompositions. Stay tuned for the next one, thank you for watching Stay Spooky! 👻



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/sefaje/my_father_was_a_police_officer/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/sefaje/my_father_was_a_police_officer/</a></p><p>Reddit User:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/TDuarte11" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/TDuarte11</a></p><p>Instagram Page:</p><p><a href="https://www.instagram.com/duarte_henri11/" rel="nofollow">https://www.instagram.com/duarte_henri11/</a></p><p><br></p><p>This story had the hairs on my arms standing on end, what do we think that creature was? A Wendigo comes to mind or a shape shifter? Let me know what you think it is in the comments! Please make sure you show the writer of this story some love and appreciation, I have linked the original story and writer from Reddit and also their Instagram.</p><p><br></p><p>Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!</p><p>That&#39;s right, it&#39;s ya spooky girl returning to uploads. I am so sorry for the delay in getting uploads, I know some of you really look forward to these spooky stories. I have more already recorded and lined up for you additionally I am also working on more Spook Chatters and Movie Decompositions. Stay tuned for the next one, thank you for watching Stay Spooky! 👻</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 27c3acfe-0b2b-4d2e-b438-7832f265c756 https://youtu.be/5dIKTOC3UJ0 Sun, 19 Jun 2022 04:30:00 +0000 921 yes full The Whistler (Reddit True Story) The Whistler (Reddit True Story) 21 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/3xg36j/serious_what_is_the_creepiest_thing_that_has_ever/cy4f6mm/?context=3

Reddit User:

https://www.reddit.com/user/bingbong1234/

Video Link:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9OLi6A2rzU


Hope you guys thought this was was really creepy too! I loved that there was even video evidence of The Whistler, I think that cements that this is a true story!

Can you imagine having a stalker for 16 years?! Doesn't that just make your neck hairs raise up? For them to have followed our story teller for that long is just really creepy! Let me know your creepy stories in the comments below!


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p>https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/3xg36j/serious_what_is_the_creepiest_thing_that_has_ever/cy4f6mm/?context=3</p><p>Reddit User:</p><p>https://www.reddit.com/user/bingbong1234/</p><p>Video Link:</p><p>https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y9OLi6A2rzU</p><p><br></p><p>Hope you guys thought this was was really creepy too! I loved that there was even video evidence of The Whistler, I think that cements that this is a true story!</p><p>Can you imagine having a stalker for 16 years?! Doesn&#39;t that just make your neck hairs raise up? For them to have followed our story teller for that long is just really creepy! Let me know your creepy stories in the comments below!</p><p><br></p><p>Thank you for tuning in, please like, comment, subscribe, hit the bell for notifications and share to help my channel out!</p><p><br></p><p>I am now on Patreon! Make sure you go and follow my social media to keep up with the latest updates etc!</p><p>https://www.patreon.com/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>Linktree:</p><p>https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>Feel free to join me on my Discord Server! Chat with me in real time and stay entertained by the games and amazing people that are over there!</p><p>https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> f447e080-4a36-4935-bda6-8b58df648b8f https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FakzRTSJlRs&t=1s Sun, 06 Feb 2022 05:32:43 +0000 608 no full Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Five (Reddit Story) Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Five (Reddit Story) 20 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q8dkyg/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_5_final/

Reddit User: 

https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames


That is the final part of Do Not Watch "The Lady and the Cage". Are you now a sentinel? Are you trapped in this horrible place too?

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q8dkyg/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_5_final/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q8dkyg/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_5_final/</a></p><p>Reddit User: </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames</a></p><p><br></p><p>That is the final part of Do Not Watch &#34;The Lady and the Cage&#34;. Are you now a sentinel? Are you trapped in this horrible place too?</p><p>Di you absolutely LOVE this series like I did? Let me know in the comments!</p><p><br></p><p>Thank you for watching! Please like, comment, subscribe and share to help my channel out!</p><p><br></p><p>I am now on Patreon! Make sure you go and follow my social media to keep up with the latest updates etc!</p><p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.patreon.com/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Feel free to join me on my Discord Server! Chat with me in real time and stay entertained by the games and amazing people that are over there!</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> ea3f1164-7ae2-41be-9e73-56002b6d45c2 https://youtu.be/TbQrlwTlRaw Thu, 27 Jan 2022 07:00:00 +0000 1452 yes full Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Four (Reddit Story) Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Four (Reddit Story) 20 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q7obrh/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_4/

Reddit User: 

https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames


Are you feeling like you're in the Zoo? With the sentries clenching YOUR shoulders and that disgusting smell in the air? I hope it's not too late for you..


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q7obrh/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_4/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q7obrh/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_4/</a></p><p>Reddit User: </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames</a></p><p><br></p><p>Are you feeling like you&#39;re in the Zoo? With the sentries clenching YOUR shoulders and that disgusting smell in the air? I hope it&#39;s not too late for you..</p><p><br></p><p>Thank you for watching! Please like, comment, subscribe and share to help my channel out!</p><p><br></p><p>I am now on Patreon! Make sure you go and follow my social media to keep up with the latest updates etc!</p><p><a href="https://www.patreon.com/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.patreon.com/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Feel free to join me on my Discord Server! Chat with me in real time and stay entertained by the games and amazing people that are over there!</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> b5540358-e7d0-4086-b7b4-5af6dbe45c57 https://youtu.be/_-rJb3Sy_Ek Sat, 15 Jan 2022 09:00:00 +0000 1129 yes full Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Three (Reddit Story) Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Three (Reddit Story) 18 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q6ukdo/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_3/

Reddit User: 

https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames


Has the Lady and the Cage consumed YOUR life yet? Have you been institutionalized or caged up? ;)


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q6ukdo/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_3/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q6ukdo/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_3/</a></p><p>Reddit User: </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames</a></p><p><br></p><p>Has the Lady and the Cage consumed YOUR life yet? Have you been institutionalized or caged up? ;)</p><p><br></p><p>I am now on Patreon! Make sure you go and follow my social media to keep up with the latest updates etc!</p><p><br></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 8c3963f3-3aaf-4576-a747-b40995649d47 https://youtu.be/KTVH0VAhjBs Sat, 08 Jan 2022 06:30:00 +0000 1280 yes full Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Two (Reddit Story) Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part Two (Reddit Story) 18 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q5t2cb/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_2/

Reddit User: 

https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q5t2cb/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_2/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q5t2cb/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_2/</a></p><p>Reddit User: </p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames</a></p><p><br></p><p>This is getting good guys! Part 3 coming soon, stay tuned! Remember to like, comment and subscribe! Hit the notification bell for the next part!</p><p><br></p><p>You can find me on these links below:</p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><p>Twitch:</p><p><a href="https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation</a></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 2d29c470-6792-4596-a110-11cbf56be6dc https://youtu.be/xPxVdJO90Bk Fri, 31 Dec 2021 06:30:00 +0000 1204 yes full Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part One (Reddit Story) Do Not Watch "The Lady And The Cage" - Part One (Reddit Story) 17 1 Spook Central Station Reddit Story:

https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q53ols/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_1/

Reddit User:

https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames


This story is part one of five! I was extremely intrigued with this story, each part just gets better and better. Stay tuned for the next part coming soon!


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit Story:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q53ols/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_1/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q53ols/do_not_watch_the_lady_and_the_cage_part_1/</a></p><p>Reddit User:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/OrionSaintJames</a></p><p><br></p><p>This story is part one of five! I was extremely intrigued with this story, each part just gets better and better. Stay tuned for the next part coming soon!</p><p><br></p><p>You can find me on these links below:</p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><p>Twitch:</p><p><a href="https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation</a></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> b8214514-f263-4150-ac1f-26c3e4d56feb https://youtu.be/arYTgTJ_bKE Wed, 22 Dec 2021 12:00:00 +0000 816 yes full My Husband Is Using Me To Appear Human (Reddit Story) My Husband Is Using Me To Appear Human (Reddit Story) 16 1 Spook Central Station Please show the writer some love:

Story written by: twocantherapper

Reddit user link:

https://www.reddit.com/user/twocantherapper

Purchase their book! 100% Unfiltered Nightmare Fuel:

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What a fantastic story, something extra creepy about this and how perfectly fitting considering I'm due to marry in the next coming months and I've always sworn my husband to be is something not from this world! :P


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Please show the writer some love:</p><p>Story written by: twocantherapper</p><p>Reddit user link:</p><p>https://www.reddit.com/user/twocantherapper</p><p>Purchase their book! 100% Unfiltered Nightmare Fuel:</p><p><a href="https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09G3F45XK/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apan_glt_7X9AXTFXR14TG0MBG6RQ" rel="nofollow">https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09G3F45XK/ref=cm_sw_r_cp_apan_glt_7X9AXTFXR14TG0MBG6RQ</a></p><p><br></p><p>Intro and background music in the video made by Jaxius:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius</a></p><p><br></p><p>What a fantastic story, something extra creepy about this and how perfectly fitting considering I&#39;m due to marry in the next coming months and I&#39;ve always sworn my husband to be is something not from this world! :P</p><p><br></p><p>You can find me on these links below:</p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><p>Twitch:</p><p><a href="https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation</a></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> f1dcd193-8029-473d-b186-3f64a1959ed4 https://youtu.be/ONIpmc6V_c4 Mon, 13 Dec 2021 12:30:00 +0000 2626 yes full HONEYGORE (Reddit Story) HONEYGORE (Reddit Story) 15 1 Spook Central Station Story written by: TheCrookedBoy

Reddit story link: https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q8vzzz/honeygore/

Reddit user link:

https://www.reddit.com/user/TheCrookedBoy


Intro and background music in the video made by Jaxius:

https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius


This story just reminded me so much of The Wicker Man "NOT THE BEES".

It's enough to make your skin crawl, let me know if you enjoyed this story and I'll try and find some more bug related horror stories!


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Story written by: TheCrookedBoy</p><p>Reddit story link: <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q8vzzz/honeygore/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/q8vzzz/honeygore/</a></p><p>Reddit user link:</p><p><a href="https://www.reddit.com/user/TheCrookedBoy" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/user/TheCrookedBoy</a></p><p><br></p><p>Intro and background music in the video made by Jaxius:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius</a></p><p><br></p><p>This story just reminded me so much of The Wicker Man &#34;NOT THE BEES&#34;.</p><p>It&#39;s enough to make your skin crawl, let me know if you enjoyed this story and I&#39;ll try and find some more bug related horror stories!</p><p><br></p><p>You can find me on these links below:</p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/phhC6A7Pbk</a></p><p>Twitch:</p><p><a href="https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation</a></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 799bf633-fe5f-462a-b748-7fb0d3520d8a https://youtu.be/0d9kK4Q4AtE Thu, 25 Nov 2021 12:30:00 +0000 1536 yes full The Devil Has Been Watching Me (Reddit Story) The Devil Has Been Watching Me (Reddit Story) 13 1 Spook Central Station Thank you for tuning into my latest narrated story, I hope you enjoyed this one as much as I did!

Ouija Boards have always intrigued me. I own one and have only used it once or twice. Do you have any experiences with Ouija Boards? Did anything unexplainable happen to you after using one? Please let me know in the comments.


Intro and background music in the video made by Jaxius:

https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius


Please check out the writer using the following links:

Story: https://www.reddit.com/r/scarystories/comments/py2679/the_devil_has_been_watching_me/

Website:

http://theseanceexp.com/


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for tuning into my latest narrated story, I hope you enjoyed this one as much as I did!</p><p>Ouija Boards have always intrigued me. I own one and have only used it once or twice. Do you have any experiences with Ouija Boards? Did anything unexplainable happen to you after using one? Please let me know in the comments.</p><p><br></p><p>Intro and background music in the video made by Jaxius:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius</a></p><p><br></p><p>Please check out the writer using the following links:</p><p>Story: <a href="https://www.reddit.com/r/scarystories/comments/py2679/the_devil_has_been_watching_me/" rel="nofollow">https://www.reddit.com/r/scarystories/comments/py2679/the_devil_has_been_watching_me/</a></p><p>Website:</p><p><a href="http://theseanceexp.com/" rel="nofollow">http://theseanceexp.com/</a></p><p><br></p><p>You can find me on these links below:</p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/X82NXBfCjR" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/X82NXBfCjR</a></p><p>Twitch:</p><p><a href="https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation</a></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> e30a8ef4-a79c-4220-8be9-dccd0ae897db https://youtu.be/QvPwLcy9oUc Sat, 02 Oct 2021 15:00:00 +0000 1234 yes full Spook Chatter Episode 5: Aileen Wuornos Spook Chatter Episode 5: Aileen Wuornos 5 2 Spook Central Station Thank you for listening to episode 5 of my Spook Chatter segment.

What are your thoughts on Aileen Wuornos? Please share your opinion in the comments below!

This video I'm extra proud of as I incorporated parts of her interview which is different to my other Spook Chatters. Let me know if you think this is an entertaining part of the video for you and I will continue to do so if possible.


Intro and music in the video made by Jaxius:

https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius


Reference links used for research and to create this video are as follows:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aileen_...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Ttum...


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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for listening to episode 5 of my Spook Chatter segment.</p><p>What are your thoughts on Aileen Wuornos? Please share your opinion in the comments below!</p><p>This video I&#39;m extra proud of as I incorporated parts of her interview which is different to my other Spook Chatters. Let me know if you think this is an entertaining part of the video for you and I will continue to do so if possible.</p><p><br></p><p>Intro and music in the video made by Jaxius:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/c/Jaxius</a></p><p><br></p><p>Reference links used for research and to create this video are as follows:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/redirect?event=video_description&q=https%3A%2F%2Fen.wikipedia.org%2Fwiki%2FAileen_Wuornos&redir_token=QUFFLUhqbUdPSHpIYl9xblI1NDloTjNPVWtVeXVhTVlFZ3xBQ3Jtc0ttY3lsS0hNNFVYNmQzUUtzT0wwVW10UDl6eGFhWmVYMzQ1UkVIakFIQndnRWduV3IwQ1RBbVlqazhicG9jcklFcTVua3RheUZIYUFkak9naWJMU1RaQ1Q4WVlBcklITEp4UEFsOXNLVGp3X2EzQVE5NA" rel="nofollow">https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aileen_...</a></p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=1144s&v=-TtumlhyN9I" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-Ttum...</a></p><p><br></p><p>Discord server:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/redirect?event=video_description&q=https%3A%2F%2Fdiscord.gg%2FX82NXBfCjR&redir_token=QUFFLUhqa3FLWUtOakoxVFZYZnJHck95WTlNMDJwdGRDQXxBQ3Jtc0ttc1ZTMjNjUWZMQkdlWU84UWVJR3RncEtCOEY0ZUNQaGswY19XQlBOS0oxNmJsRlYtcTFWc0dPbTdzbFl2TGlNa0NwV3B3amdjWVJXN1JUYjFIZWlOdVpkUjdpVnhCd0xGdHlhVHNKaTE4YVFhdXZrZw" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/X82NXBfCjR</a></p><p>Twitch:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/redirect?event=video_description&q=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.twitch.tv%2Fspookcentralstation&redir_token=QUFFLUhqbVdicHhEUHRiNWhnV3NzWUJkVklKdGdQLWJjd3xBQ3Jtc0ttMm5paXZYMzd1R1l4Y1RQYzRKaUVZRzMtQzhVSzhJQWlYMWZGUERJaU1oeml5ZDJrN05NUnRyRlJkZDdKTjlnVnEwVmpyQ1lobkRnV0FTYmlRMnVlQnV1S2x4dFNrTGVRbFJwVnFwLS1FcUU4QkVjYw" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralsta...</a></p><p>Linktree:</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/redirect?event=video_description&q=https%3A%2F%2Flinktr.ee%2Fspookcentralstation&redir_token=QUFFLUhqbGdLdjNTZGZrWkgwRmtWaGZFal9HZ2NFVHBRd3xBQ3Jtc0tsbkEyWlJVMTd4MEZIamRLbmctR2MyZWZQNXRQZl8xTDVjMWx3bEhINXZUM0RXUFJZRWV6cUlPbnplT2pIUWwyZndaNzdJQ1dnZXRWbmI2Qm9odS1idFpNNGt0YjJTOExlMFh4bmNrdVVzYTlxbWdrVQ" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 7ed97551-2a63-4067-b9aa-d6ba9168c0e0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XCiM7e42oJE&t=2s Sun, 26 Sep 2021 14:30:32 +0000 1046 yes full Spook Chatter Episode 4: Josef Fritzl Spook Chatter Episode 4: Josef Fritzl 4 2 Spook Central Station Good evening guys, ghouls & girls.

Thank you so much for tuning into the latest Spook Chatter.

What are your thoughts on this creep Josef Fritzl? Do you think his wife suspected anything?

Let me know in the comments.


Music by: Jaxius

https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=jaxius


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Stay Spooky. 👻



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Good evening guys, ghouls &amp; girls.</p><p>Thank you so much for tuning into the latest Spook Chatter.</p><p>What are your thoughts on this creep Josef Fritzl? Do you think his wife suspected anything?</p><p>Let me know in the comments.</p><p><br></p><p>Music by: Jaxius</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=jaxius" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/results?search_query=jaxius</a></p><p><br></p><p>Check out my movie decomposition of this true story here:</p><p><a href="youtube.com/watch?t=136s&v=t_OVTCBQo2s" rel="nofollow">youtube.com/watch?v=t_OVTCBQo2s&amp;t=136s</a></p><p><br></p><p>Don&#39;t forget to follow me on all the links:</p><p><a href="https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Join my Discord server to chat with me:</p><p><a href="https://discord.gg/6Gg5UHAupx" rel="nofollow">https://discord.gg/6Gg5UHAupx</a></p><p><br></p><p>Add me on Twitch to catch my livestreams - currently playing Minecraft:</p><p><a href="https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation" rel="nofollow">https://www.twitch.tv/spookcentralstation</a></p><p><br></p><p>Thanks so much for watching, please leave a like, comment and subscribe!</p><p>Stay Spooky. 👻</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 2979615d-8d58-413f-8c00-36f675708a5c https://youtu.be/ot8uLj36RFo Sun, 22 Aug 2021 13:00:00 +0000 979 yes full The Pull Of The Trigger The Pull Of The Trigger 12 1 Spook Central Station Good evening Guys, Ghouls & Girls thank you for tuning into my latest narrated story. 

The story and imagery was written and made by the very awesome and very talented: Vashthestampede0

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC3oMqsNI2GOxvsDIr1OdRug

The music is made by the one and only rockstar: Jaxius

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCacamYVDLEtG00SWmJuR8qw


Both of my very good friends did most of the work for me, I'm only lending the voice for this video and my average editing which you should be used to by now.

Please check them out by using the above mentioned links and tell em' Spook sent you.


Check out my Linktree which has all the links you will ever need to track me down, please like, comment and subscribe to this video. Put a lot of time into this one for you.

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Good evening Guys, Ghouls &amp; Girls thank you for tuning into my latest narrated story. </p><p>The story and imagery was written and made by the very awesome and very talented: Vashthestampede0</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC3oMqsNI2GOxvsDIr1OdRug" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC3oMqsNI2GOxvsDIr1OdRug</a></p><p>The music is made by the one and only rockstar: Jaxius</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCacamYVDLEtG00SWmJuR8qw" rel="nofollow">https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCacamYVDLEtG00SWmJuR8qw</a></p><p><br></p><p>Both of my very good friends did most of the work for me, I&#39;m only lending the voice for this video and my average editing which you should be used to by now.</p><p>Please check them out by using the above mentioned links and tell em&#39; Spook sent you.</p><p><br></p><p>Check out my Linktree which has all the links you will ever need to track me down, please like, comment and subscribe to this video. Put a lot of time into this one for you.</p><p>https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p><br></p><p>I also have a Discord Server which you are more than welcome to join, come chat with me in real time to talk about anything and everything.</p><p>https://discord.gg/6Gg5UHAupx</p><p><br></p><p>Stay Spooky. 👻</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 22ba13a8-28ff-45d4-9d85-16ad0a7d61f3 https://youtu.be/v70MKgLYfaQ Sun, 15 Aug 2021 13:05:00 +0000 5266 yes full Instructions On How To Become A Clown Instructions On How To Become A Clown 11 1 Spook Central Station Instructions On How To Become A Clown

Story written by Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/theoddcatlady

Also check out her website: http://theoddcatlady.com/

Thank you very much to this wonderful writer for allowing me to narrate her creepy clown story.

Thank you for tuning in to this story guys, a few twists and turns in this one.

I haven't really decided how I feel about clowns and the circus but this story has certainly deferred me from wanting anything to do with them.

Special thanks to my fiance, Sam for mixing and producing the music for this story, he definitely delivered "creepy circus, think carousel vibes". 

Please feel free to send any story submissions to: spookcentralstation@gmail.com

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Instructions On How To Become A Clown</p><p>Story written by Reddit User: https://www.reddit.com/user/theoddcatlady</p><p>Also check out her website: http://theoddcatlady.com/</p><p>Thank you very much to this wonderful writer for allowing me to narrate her creepy clown story.</p><p>Thank you for tuning in to this story guys, a few twists and turns in this one.</p><p>I haven&#39;t really decided how I feel about clowns and the circus but this story has certainly deferred me from wanting anything to do with them.</p><p>Special thanks to my fiance, Sam for mixing and producing the music for this story, he definitely delivered &#34;creepy circus, think carousel vibes&#34;. </p><p>Please feel free to send any story submissions to: spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><p>Follow me on all platforms linked on Linktree, tell me where you found me first: https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><p>Stay spooky. 👻</p><p><br></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 0e9b028b-b21e-421d-8b4f-70ae59abdb27 https://youtu.be/WNNSQeP__gw Sat, 17 Jul 2021 13:00:00 +0000 1721 yes full With A Human Touch With A Human Touch 10 1 Spook Central Station With A Human Touch written by Reddit User: u/permets2apollo

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The fact that Saw was mentioned in this story had me pretty excited, thank you for listening! Please like, subscribe and check out the writers other work.

Hoping there's a part two to this one. Thank you for your support! Stay Spooky 👻


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Check me out at any and all social media platforms:

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Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>With A Human Touch written by Reddit User: u/permets2apollo</p><p>Please check out the writers Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/permets2...</p><p><br></p><p>The fact that Saw was mentioned in this story had me pretty excited, thank you for listening! Please like, subscribe and check out the writers other work.</p><p>Hoping there&#39;s a part two to this one. Thank you for your support! Stay Spooky 👻</p><p><br></p><p>Please feel free to send me stories to narrate at: spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p><p><br></p><p>Check me out at any and all social media platforms:</p><p>https://linktr.ee/spookcentralstation</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 9dcd3d74-4c02-48db-836d-a14690fd8bab https://youtu.be/n7O4R-iajGI Thu, 08 Jul 2021 13:44:46 +0000 1189 no full Movie Decomposition: Girl In The Basement (2021) Movie Decomposition: Girl In The Basement (2021) 2 5 Spook Central Station Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!


Hope you enjoyed my movie decomposition of Girl In The Basement.

This movie was pretty disturbing and since doing my research on the real case of Elisabeth and Josef Fritzl I'm even more disturbed.


A Spook Chatter episode will be coming your way soon for the real life case and details so stay tuned for that.



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!</p><p><br></p><p>Hope you enjoyed my movie decomposition of Girl In The Basement.</p><p>This movie was pretty disturbing and since doing my research on the real case of Elisabeth and Josef Fritzl I&#39;m even more disturbed.</p><p><br></p><p>A Spook Chatter episode will be coming your way soon for the real life case and details so stay tuned for that.</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 61ec22bc-faeb-4111-b695-b2776a83f29b https://youtu.be/t_OVTCBQo2s Wed, 02 Jun 2021 15:00:00 +0000 2045 yes full Movie Decomposition: Inside (2007) Movie Decomposition: Inside (2007) 1 5 Spook Central Station Good evening guys, ghouls and girls! Welcome to my horror movie review or movie decomposition if you will where I watch a film, break it down and rate it for your entertainment. Disclaimer, yes there will be blood, gore and/or disturbing topics discussed and obviously there will be spoilers so if this is not really your cup o’ tea or you don’t want to ruin the movie for yourself but still want to support me, feel free to click off this one and find another I have plenty of options on my Youtube channel or Podcast services. The movie I am discussing today is Inside, the french version released in 2007. Our opening scene begins, with a baby in a womb and a voice that says “my child, my baby, finally inside me. No one will take him from me. No one can hurt him now, no one” the music intensifies as we hear glass smashing and the babies face crashes up against the camera then red, blood. We’re introduced by what had happened as the camera pans to a blue car with smoke bellowing out of the hood and another car t Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!

Thank you so much for watching my first ever movie decomposition.

This episode is based on the French version of the movie Inside (2007)


Please comment below if you have any movie suggestions for me, click the like and subscribe buttons and remember, stay spooky. 👻



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!</p><p>Thank you so much for watching my first ever movie decomposition.</p><p>This episode is based on the French version of the movie Inside (2007)</p><p><br></p><p>Please comment below if you have any movie suggestions for me, click the like and subscribe buttons and remember, stay spooky. 👻</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 4f6c1707-5d75-4a8b-a60c-088b92d3239c https://youtu.be/nRdoxMI3ELY Thu, 27 May 2021 15:00:00 +0000 3351 yes full Never Trust A Text (Reddit Story) Never Trust A Text (Reddit Story) 10 1 Spook Central Station Never Trust A Text written by Reddit User u/ViktorGreyWrites

https://www.reddit.com/user/ViktorGreyWrites


Thank you for tuning into this one, while I was reading it I had chills and simply had to narrate for you all.

Hope you enjoyed it.

Stay Spooky 👻


Please send through your stories to spookcentralstation@gmail.com and I may just narrate it on the next episode!



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p><span>Never Trust A Text written by Reddit User u/ViktorGreyWrites</span></p><p><span>https://www.reddit.com/user/ViktorGreyWrites</span></p><p><br></p><p><span>Thank you for tuning into this one, while I was reading it I had chills and simply had to narrate for you all.</span></p><p><span>Hope you enjoyed it.</span></p><p><span>Stay Spooky 👻</span></p><p><br></p><p><span>Please send through your stories to spookcentralstation@gmail.com and I may just narrate it on the next episode!</span></p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 14fb2d8f-5ded-4829-9f6b-edda9f2ec8bd https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cUUnJesyasU Mon, 24 May 2021 09:36:40 +0000 1845 yes full The Girl From Prom (Reddit Story) The Girl From Prom (Reddit Story) 8 1 Spook Central Station Thank you for tuning into my latest story The Girl From Prom written by Reddit user: thescarecast - https://www.reddit.com/user/thescarecast​

Check out their Podcast: 

https://podcasts.apple.com/au/podcast/the-scarecast/id1071545581


Hope you enjoyed this one, a little bit different to my bloodier, gory ones but still with an interesting twist!



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for tuning into my latest story The Girl From Prom written by Reddit user: thescarecast - https://www.reddit.com/user/thescarecast​ </p><p>Check out their Podcast: </p><p>https://podcasts.apple.com/au/podcast/the-scarecast/id1071545581</p><p><br></p><p>Hope you enjoyed this one, a little bit different to my bloodier, gory ones but still with an interesting twist!</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> a2048a13-bca4-4df1-ba05-812961ca4e5e https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=45aoNLhP92k Tue, 16 Mar 2021 12:14:05 +0000 1498 no full Crying In The Dark (Reddit Story) Crying In The Dark (Reddit Story) 7 1 Spook Central Station Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!


Thank you for tuning into the latest scary story written by Reddit user J Campbell aka Erutious.



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Good evening guys, ghouls and girls!</p><p><br></p><p>Thank you for tuning into the latest scary story written by Reddit user J Campbell aka Erutious.</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 68d9349d-1406-4731-b303-129efcede5d2 https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSh_x5u-ndIiJuO3Z8bX8vg Thu, 11 Mar 2021 10:24:12 +0000 1167 no full A Souls Weight (Dark Stories by the Campfire) A Souls Weight (Dark Stories by the Campfire) 5 1 Spook Central Station Thank you for tuning in to an original story written by my wonderful and supportive friend Stephen over at Dark Stories from the Campfire.


Please go over and show Stephens Podcast and Twitter some love and let him know you've come from this episode.



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for tuning in to an original story written by my wonderful and supportive friend Stephen over at Dark Stories from the Campfire.</p><p><br></p><p>Please go over and show Stephens Podcast and Twitter some love and let him know you&#39;ve come from this episode.</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 809b292c-42f9-4a9e-8c35-d5ef23f43c26 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8_s8I6A3wLY Sat, 06 Mar 2021 14:14:34 +0000 1084 no full Spook Chatter Episode 3: Gary Heidnik (The Real Buffalo Bill) Spook Chatter Episode 3: Gary Heidnik (The Real Buffalo Bill) 3 2 Spook Central Station Thank you for watching the latest episode of Spook Chatter where we dig deep into the life and crimes of Gary Heidnik.



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for watching the latest episode of Spook Chatter where we dig deep into the life and crimes of Gary Heidnik.</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 7faf5279-8c80-4273-a090-f94588b03d29 https://youtu.be/1AUIBwmojXQ Sat, 20 Feb 2021 10:42:03 +0000 1062 no full The Butcher of Havnok The Butcher of Havnok Spook Central Station Reddit story written by user u/ArdentPurpose



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Reddit story written by user u/ArdentPurpose</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 1347ab6b-941d-49df-9acb-a08511c37a49 https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSh_x5u-ndIiJuO3Z8bX8vg Sat, 20 Feb 2021 10:39:01 +0000 454 no full Spook Chatter Episode 2: Ed Gein (The Butcher of Plainfield) Spook Chatter Episode 2: Ed Gein (The Butcher of Plainfield) 2 2 Spook Central Station Ed Gein inspired many fictional characters such as Norman Bates, Buffalo Bill & Leatherface.

I've had a fascination with Ed Gein ever since I starting learning about true crimes so I felt it was fitting he was the star of one of these episodes.



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Ed Gein inspired many fictional characters such as Norman Bates, Buffalo Bill &amp; Leatherface.</p><p>I&#39;ve had a fascination with Ed Gein ever since I starting learning about true crimes so I felt it was fitting he was the star of one of these episodes.</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 23de7e3a-44b2-4941-b9e2-a2622c013e00 https://youtu.be/ByIFrRKA33M Sat, 20 Feb 2021 10:34:21 +0000 676 no full 19 Chestnut Street - Part 2 (Reddit Story) 19 Chestnut Street - Part 2 (Reddit Story) 4 1 Spook Central Station <p>This story was written by Reddit user CreepyGeeksta - these stories were so much fun to narrate and I really enjoyed the twist at the end.</p> <p>If you would like to hear me narrate YOUR story please send us an email at spookcentralstation@gmail.com&nbsp;</p> <p>Stay Spooky! 👻</p> Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations This story was written by Reddit user CreepyGeeksta - these stories were so much fun to narrate and I really enjoyed the twist at the end.

If you would like to hear me narrate YOUR story please send us an email at spookcentralstation@gmail.com 

Stay Spooky! 👻



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>This story was written by Reddit user CreepyGeeksta - these stories were so much fun to narrate and I really enjoyed the twist at the end.</p> <p>If you would like to hear me narrate YOUR story please send us an email at spookcentralstation@gmail.com </p> <p>Stay Spooky! 👻</p> <br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> a0d7e622-5e48-44b9-9209-f99fb3337096 https://anchor.fm/spook-central/episodes/19-Chestnut-Street---Part-2-Reddit-Story-eq163a Sat, 06 Feb 2021 13:00:33 +0000 307 no full 19 Chestnut Street - Part 1 (Reddit Story) 19 Chestnut Street - Part 1 (Reddit Story) 3 1 Spook Central Station <p>Thank you for watching - please show some love by liking and subscribing!&nbsp;</p> <p>This story was written by Reddit user CreepyGeeksta - please stay tuned for Part 2.&nbsp;</p> <p>If you would like to hear me narrate YOUR story please send us an email at spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p> Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations Thank you for watching - please show some love by liking and subscribing! 

This story was written by Reddit user CreepyGeeksta - please stay tuned for Part 2. 

If you would like to hear me narrate YOUR story please send us an email at spookcentralstation@gmail.com



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for watching - please show some love by liking and subscribing! </p> <p>This story was written by Reddit user CreepyGeeksta - please stay tuned for Part 2. </p> <p>If you would like to hear me narrate YOUR story please send us an email at spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p> <br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 62743d03-471e-4289-946d-20822ab07e6a https://anchor.fm/spook-central/episodes/19-Chestnut-Street---Part-1-Reddit-Story-epvggo Fri, 05 Feb 2021 08:50:09 +0000 512 no full Spook Chatter Episode 1: Richard Ramirez (The Night Stalker) Spook Chatter Episode 1: Richard Ramirez (The Night Stalker) 1 2 Spook Central Station <p>Thank you for watching the first episode to the segment Spook Chatter!</p> <p>The central place where we chat about all things serial killers, conspiracy theories, and the weird, wacky and wonderful.</p> <p>Stay Spooky! 👻</p> Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations Thank you for watching the first episode to the segment Spook Chatter!

The central place where we chat about all things serial killers, conspiracy theories, and the weird, wacky and wonderful.

Stay Spooky! 👻



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for watching the first episode to the segment Spook Chatter!</p><p>The central place where we chat about all things serial killers, conspiracy theories, and the weird, wacky and wonderful.</p><p>Stay Spooky! 👻</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 0d57d803-9f1d-4689-9875-9b9826e10327 https://anchor.fm/spook-central/episodes/Spook-Chatter-Episode-One-Richard-Ramirez-The-Night-Stalker-epvgcj Fri, 05 Feb 2021 08:43:52 +0000 686 no full Terrifying Childhood Dreams (Reddit Story) Terrifying Childhood Dreams (Reddit Story) 2 1 Spook Central Station <p>Thank you for listening and for your support!</p> <p>Royalty Free Music: SCP-x1x by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)&nbsp;</p> <p>Story written by Reddit user: u/cringeylord420&nbsp;</p> <p>Please subscribe for more spooky content and check out my YouTube channel <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSh_x5u-ndIiJuO3Z8bX8vg">Spook Central - YouTube</a>!</p> Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations Thank you for listening and for your support!

Royalty Free Music: SCP-x1x by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) 

Story written by Reddit user: u/cringeylord420 

Please subscribe for more spooky content and check out my YouTube channel Spook Central - YouTube!



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Thank you for listening and for your support!</p> <p>Royalty Free Music: SCP-x1x by Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com) </p> <p>Story written by Reddit user: u/cringeylord420 </p> <p>Please subscribe for more spooky content and check out my YouTube channel <a href="https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCSh_x5u-ndIiJuO3Z8bX8vg" rel="nofollow">Spook Central - YouTube</a>!</p> <br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> f7e406f9-51b0-4012-80dd-a429433afa5a https://anchor.fm/spook-central/episodes/Terrifying-Childhood-Dreams-Reddit-Story-epvfnc Fri, 05 Feb 2021 08:39:55 +0000 315 no full Noises In The Dark (Reddit Story) Noises In The Dark (Reddit Story) 1 3 Spook Central Station <p>This story was written by Reddit user u/SnakeAis - go check out their page if you enjoyed their story!&nbsp;</p> <p>Please send through any scary stories through to spookcentralstation@gmail.com to be featured on this channel!</p> <p>Thanks for watching! Stay Spooky!&nbsp;</p> <p>*edit - I am now aware CITI Golf is pronounced city not spelt out C-I-T-I - I am obviously facepalming.</p> Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations This story was written by Reddit user u/SnakeAis - go check out their page if you enjoyed their story! 

Please send through any scary stories through to spookcentralstation@gmail.com to be featured on this channel!

Thanks for watching! Stay Spooky! 

*edit - I am now aware CITI Golf is pronounced city not spelt out C-I-T-I - I am obviously facepalming.



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>This story was written by Reddit user u/SnakeAis - go check out their page if you enjoyed their story! </p><p>Please send through any scary stories through to spookcentralstation@gmail.com to be featured on this channel!</p><p>Thanks for watching! Stay Spooky! </p><p>*edit - I am now aware CITI Golf is pronounced city not spelt out C-I-T-I - I am obviously facepalming.</p><br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> 56681e34-3754-4e42-a754-698bc14f7fec https://anchor.fm/spook-central/episodes/Noises-In-The-Dark-Reddit-Story-epvga7 Fri, 05 Feb 2021 08:39:26 +0000 1514 no trailer Introduction to Spook Central Introduction to Spook Central Spook Central Station <p>Welcome to Spook Central.</p> <p>We are your hosts Mistress Macabre and Lobotomy Lad here to bring you thrills and chills with our content.&nbsp;</p> <p>Subscribe to our channel to hear scary stories, watch us play creepy games, join us on investigations of haunted locations, review horror movies and much more.&nbsp;</p> <p>Please feel free to email through your scary stories and if we enjoy your submission we will read it out on the next video.&nbsp;</p> <p>Thank you for your support, stay spooky.&nbsp;</p> <p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p> Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations Welcome to Spook Central.

We are your hosts Mistress Macabre and Lobotomy Lad here to bring you thrills and chills with our content. 

Subscribe to our channel to hear scary stories, watch us play creepy games, join us on investigations of haunted locations, review horror movies and much more. 

Please feel free to email through your scary stories and if we enjoy your submission we will read it out on the next video. 

Thank you for your support, stay spooky. 

spookcentralstation@gmail.com



Support this podcast at — https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations]]> <p>Welcome to Spook Central.</p> <p>We are your hosts Mistress Macabre and Lobotomy Lad here to bring you thrills and chills with our content. </p> <p>Subscribe to our channel to hear scary stories, watch us play creepy games, join us on investigations of haunted locations, review horror movies and much more. </p> <p>Please feel free to email through your scary stories and if we enjoy your submission we will read it out on the next video. </p> <p>Thank you for your support, stay spooky. </p> <p>spookcentralstation@gmail.com</p> <br/><br/>Support this podcast at — <a rel='payment' href='https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations'>https://redcircle.com/spook-central/donations</a> c8fd50b3-2719-4690-aaa5-80e1a77d1c5d https://anchor.fm/spook-central/episodes/Introduction-to-Spook-Central-epvfqv Fri, 05 Feb 2021 08:30:10 +0000 46 no