Lee_B
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I was very much a skeptic until a couple of years ago.
I was staying at Julie's Grandfather's summerhouse. He died a few years ago and she inherited the place. It's got no electric or running water and is miles from anywhere as all the surrounding land is a vineyard for the wine he used to produce. Anyway, it's pretty spooky from the outset, especially at night when all you have is candles and total silence around you. Definitely a touch of the "Blair Witch" going on.
One night, we'd had a cook-out and a few beers and went to the upstairs bedroom to sleep. It was then that Julie decided it was a good time to tell me about all the weird stuff that had happened there in the past. Like doors flying open for no reason, door handles being rattled, moaning sounds, etc. I took it all with a pinch of salt and tried to get to sleep.
Ten minutes later and a bit drowsy I was woken by a loud bang on the door... I damn near shit my pants, but trying to a hero I went to take a look. Needless to say there was nothing there and I went back to bed. I confinved myself it was a bird or a bat flying into the door (the entrance to the room is up some stairs on the outside of the place). About three minutes after that I could hear well defined footsteps upstairs. Slow and then fast like running. Unfortunately the "upstairs" was the roof (the bedroom's in the attic space) and there's no way anyone could possibly get up there.
Fucking weird. I have no explaination as to what that could have been, and there's no way I'm staying there again!
I was staying at Julie's Grandfather's summerhouse. He died a few years ago and she inherited the place. It's got no electric or running water and is miles from anywhere as all the surrounding land is a vineyard for the wine he used to produce. Anyway, it's pretty spooky from the outset, especially at night when all you have is candles and total silence around you. Definitely a touch of the "Blair Witch" going on.
One night, we'd had a cook-out and a few beers and went to the upstairs bedroom to sleep. It was then that Julie decided it was a good time to tell me about all the weird stuff that had happened there in the past. Like doors flying open for no reason, door handles being rattled, moaning sounds, etc. I took it all with a pinch of salt and tried to get to sleep.
Ten minutes later and a bit drowsy I was woken by a loud bang on the door... I damn near shit my pants, but trying to a hero I went to take a look. Needless to say there was nothing there and I went back to bed. I confinved myself it was a bird or a bat flying into the door (the entrance to the room is up some stairs on the outside of the place). About three minutes after that I could hear well defined footsteps upstairs. Slow and then fast like running. Unfortunately the "upstairs" was the roof (the bedroom's in the attic space) and there's no way anyone could possibly get up there.
Fucking weird. I have no explaination as to what that could have been, and there's no way I'm staying there again!