Trebor Minntt wrote:I had a roll of bobbin of cotton(is that the right word?) thrown accros the room at me by a floating black mass that appeared in my friends mirror. This was the culmination of about 2 hours of extensive haunting (including shadowy axes above heads, a large kitchen knife stabbed through a bag of flour and ghostly apparitions.
I have to say I'm disinclined to believe this story. No offense, not calling you a liar, just a little to heavy for my own view of the world. Still, have to admit something like this could most definatly cause me to rethink my belief in there being an explainible and analyzable explination for everything, if I were present for it.
On the other hand, I've a friend who absolutly swears that one night his computer started whispering death threats at him. Apparently, even though it was not connected to the net, and the speakers weren't on, the screen suddenly went blank and a female voice started threatening him. Did everything he could think of, cntrl+alt+dlt ect. until finally he had to unplug it. It seems to have never happened again, and you should keep in mind that since I wasn't there, I really don't belive this one myself. His story, not mine.
I think we're property...
That once upon a time, this earth was No-man's Land...but that now it's owned by Something:
That Something (now) owns this earth -- all others warned off. -Charles Fort