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Non EVP Paranormal 'Voices'

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realspooky

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As I have posted this story on the 'Witnessed a ghost' thread, I wont bore with all the details again. But the basics go like:
I was in my room on the pc, deciding enough work had been done for the day. As I stood up out of my chair, someTHING spoke into my right ear loud and clearly "Where you going?"
Freaked me out this did, and I belted out the room, needless to say. Now the voice was deep, very rough and evil sounding. A little like (I suppose) a baddie on a childrens film, the evil man who comes to steal their toys in the midde of the night. An old mans voice without a doubt, and terrifying to say the least.

The point of this thread is to find out if anyone else has had these similar experiences? Words directed through the air, aimed towards yourself, but from an invisible entity AND heard without the use of electronic recording equipment (hence non EVP).

Discuss, folks......
 
Just a thought, but are you sure there wasn't any TV or video
playing nearby? Rutger Hauer says that very line when he
is playing the villain in "Bladerunner".

Not doubting you... just mentioning
something that came to mind.

TVgeek
 
Never for once thought you were tvgeek, a good point at that my son but I'm afraid I clearly remember the only television that was on in the house was the one being used to play a PS2.
I do remember that line though, classic film too....
 
I fell asleep during Donnie Darko on DVD one drunken evening whilst watching it on my home cinema set up in our dark, sound-treated cellar, alone.

Next thing, I was woken up by a spooky voice saying
"Wake up!"
:eek:

In my half-asleep state I kind of jolted to attention only to hear the voice again, this time saying, clear as anything:
"I... I've been watching you".
:eek!!!!:
Absolutely terrified I leapt up from the settee, fumbled for a light switch and got ready to run upstairs to hide under the duvet.

It was then I realised that when the film had finished, the DVD had returned to the menu options screen and this was a voice-over on there.

My bottom will never be the same again.
 
Filthy le Dog said:
I fell asleep during Donnie Darko on DVD one drunken evening whilst watching it on my home cinema set up in our dark, sound-treated cellar, alone.

Next thing, I was woken up by a spooky voice saying
"Wake up!"
:eek:

In my half-asleep state I kind of jolted to attention only to hear the voice again, this time saying, clear as anything:
"I... I've been watching you".
:eek!!!!:
Absolutely terrified I leapt up from the settee, fumbled for a light switch and got ready to run upstairs to hide under the duvet.

It was then I realised that when the film had finished, the DVD had returned to the menu options screen and this was a voice-over on there.

My bottom will never be the same again.
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Somethin similar happened to me a few years ago. I was listening to some music in my radio when I fell sleep. I was then awakened by the most frigthening demonic scream this side of reality and a massive shake up in my bed. I screamed and jumped of the bed. Turns out that the scream was the introduction for a Heavy Metal song, palying in the radio that was still on, and it all happened when the family dog decided to jump on my bed. Anyway, it was a very normal nigth after that.
 
on christmas day my mother told me of something that happened when i was seven.

she had been in the kitchen and had left me asleep on the setee in the living room, when i suddenly started screaming.

She rushed into the room and after calming me down i told her that a picture on the wall had started talking to me.

She ended up taking the picture down, no more was said and i forgot all about it, still don't remember anything about it.

She still has the picture, it was a pen sketch called the magician and dipicted an illusionist levitating a lady.

I am now a magician myself having got into it as a hobbie at around 19
 
mah said:
on christmas day my mother told me of something that happened when i was seven.

she had been in the kitchen and had left me asleep on the setee in the living room, when i suddenly started screaming.

She rushed into the room and after calming me down i told her that a picture on the wall had started talking to me.

She ended up taking the picture down, no more was said and i forgot all about it, still don't remember anything about it.

She still has the picture, it was a pen sketch called the magician and dipicted an illusionist levitating a lady.

I am now a magician myself having got into it as a hobbie at around 19
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Frightening.....
I think everyone at some point in their life has been frightening of a picture or painting. I remember my late Gran having a painting of a clown on the hallway wall. She had to take it down everytime I visited. No memories of it ever talking, but just its presence and its eyes beaming at you was enough.

As for the talking painting, thats real freaky. Alot of people would put sleeping and sub consiousness together, and draw a solution. But seeming as everyone is freaked out by at least one painting, maybe theres more to it????....
 
It's the brain, I tell you...

I think perhaps these things occur when we're not at peak physical condition, perhaps when we're very tired or even just slightly ill. They must be like some sort of hallucination.

A few years ago I worked in retail and after a particularly punishing period working towards a new store opening, with three 18 hour days on the trot kipping on a mates floor overnight, I finally got the bus back home.

I used to nod off at the back on regular journies home, but this time I was beyond tired and was sat in a kind of wide-eyed trance on the back seat. I suddenly heard a voice in my ear to the left saying,

"chicken SOOOUP!!, chicken SOOOUP!!".

I turned to the woman next to me and said "Pardon?" but she looked at me like I was some sort of madman, so I turned away again and once more heard those immortal lines - "chicken SOOOUP!!" burst into my ear from close range, noticing though that the woman in the seat next to me was now keeping her distance.

Naturally I thought I was going mad, but it became obvious that I was on some sort of exhaustion trip when I got off the bus and started walking towards home, a journey that took a strange turn when I walked through the market (which was shut) only for the stalls to turn into giant mushrooms and toadstools before my eyes.

I have made a complete recovery, honest. :madeyes:
 
market stalls round here turn into giant beer bottles. Must be some connection to this phenomenan?...
 
Ghost Voice

Something like this happened to me a couple of years ago. I was knocking on my girlfriend’s front door when she lived on Telegraph Hill and, while I waited for someone to answer; I had the maddest sensation of breath against the side of mine head and against my ear. It gave me goose pimples and I'm sure I heard a whispering voice. It sounded like someone talking in their sleep or when you hear a toddler talking to itself, all whispers and shallow breathing.

Freaked the hell out of me and when someone answered the door they said "You look like you've seen a ghost!"
"Well, not seen" I said.
To my knowledge, nothing odd had ever happened there before or after.

I'd forgotten all about that until now. The reason why I clicked on to this thread was because I was at a talk about Haitian voodoo last night given by a bloke called Ross Heaven .Good talk, I thought he might be bit of a show-off when I read his interview in the Metro but he was a good speakers. Anyway, apparently the Haitian hogun keeps spirits in clay jars in their lodge which they consult from time to time and one can hear the voices of these ancestor spirits within the clay jars.

It's spooky, I like it.
 
My daughter had the 'flu-bug thingy a few weeks ago and has been left with a cough. Today I dropped her off at college and came home to do some surfing- erm, work on the computer- and distinctly heard her coughing upstairs, exactly as if she were there in the house.

This went on for an hour or more, on and off, and while there must be a rational explanation (like someone next door with an identical cough, or one of the animals barfing) it felt pleasurably spooky. ;)
 
escargot, being a parent myself i think it's a mainly psychological phenomenon. my boy's still a toddler, and when we put him to bed and finally go and have dinner in the kitchen i keep hearing him whinging from his room and ten times out of 10 he's not. i think it's just the constant "orange alert" that parents live in. plus, brain has a tendency to fill in the blanks somehow
 
ginoide said:
escargot, being a parent myself i think it's a mainly psychological phenomenon. my boy's still a toddler, and when we put him to bed and finally go and have dinner in the kitchen i keep hearing him whinging from his room and ten times out of 10 he's not. i think it's just the constant "orange alert" that parents live in. plus, brain has a tendency to fill in the blanks somehow
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So true, even a cat's meowing would sometimes send me to my kids room to check him out. Most of the times he's either sleeping or playing in his crib.
 
ginoide said:
escargot, being a parent myself i think it's a mainly psychological phenomenon. my boy's still a toddler, and when we put him to bed and finally go and have dinner in the kitchen i keep hearing him whinging from his room and ten times out of 10 he's not. i think it's just the constant "orange alert" that parents live in. plus, brain has a tendency to fill in the blanks somehow
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Not only parents, our cat, a small cat creature called Queen Mab is always getting bullied by a local cat that goes by the name of, in our flat, 'Black & White Cat'. Luckily, evil "B&W Cat" has a bell round his massive neck so I can always hear him sneaking through the cat-flap.

Thing is, of course, I'm half-asleep at three in the morning and I'm dreaming of tinkling bells. I get up and there's Mab, snoozing on my jumper, looking annoyed at being woken up.

I think "B&W Cat" is taunting me, somehow.
 
skitster said:
I think "B&W Cat" is taunting me, somehow.
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Probably, cats are evil you know, creatures of the devil. I know because I have two and love the little monsters like my own children.
 
Onix said:
Probably, cats are evil you know, creatures of the devil. I know because I have two and love the little monsters like my own children.
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Yeah, that's a W-H-O-L-E other thread that needs kicking off. I'm quite new to the board but the Forteans I know all tend to be Cat-fools, is that true for here?
 
:(
My cat, Arnie, died last year at the grand old age of 15 - he carried on living at my mum's after I left, but always recognised and came for some attention when I went round.

Now I've moved in with my partner who has two cats. The tom, Charlie, has some sort of battle of wills going on with me. He'll run and hide from me at every opportunity - not because I do anything to scare him you understand - but then when me and my partner are in bed, he'll make a point of jumping on us both then lying on her giving me some smug, taunting looks.

Just who the hell does he think he is? :mad:
 
skitster said:
Yeah, that's a W-H-O-L-E other thread that needs kicking off. I'm quite new to the board but the Forteans I know all tend to be Cat-fools, is that true for here?
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I couldn't tell. Same thing could be said about audiophiles according to my own impressions. But sounds like a possibility.:D
 
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