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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Espectro @ Aug. 10 2002,12:00)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">I just remembered 1 creapy more thing...

Happend about 1Ë year ago.

Me and a friend was arranging this party, and it was really cool. Atleast for us, since we gottotally drunk...REALLY, ive never been that drunk since.... well, atleast that i can remember smile.gif And ive never touched "Black Swein" ever since!

Anyway, this is what I could remember when I woke up:

A half full bottle of Black Swein, lots of emty Vodka bottles (We were only 2 guys drinking this) and a big-ass knife. When we came down to the livingroom, there were, as i remembered many emty vodka bottles, but the Black Sweing-bottle was emty as well. "Strange" we said, since we couldnt remember drinking it. When we came out to the kitchen, blood was laying all over the place.... "Really strange" we said.... Then we looked on ourselves, and we were also covered in blood (!!?).

That was when we sat down, and started thinking, since we thought we did something not so good, or someone did something not so good in our house...

We then realised it was our own blood, see:

While totally drunk, we decided that we wanted to be blood brothers... As in, cut yaself and mix blood. This, however, turned into being a competition cutting the deepest. That explained the 4 scars on each arm, since the others obviosly "wasnt good enough". Anyway, I guess my friend won, since he still got a few scars left after the incident, where you cant see it on my arms.... But talk about getting freaked out... Waking covered in blood, while the kitchen is also covered in blood.<span id='postcolor'>

Well obviously there was a third person there with you, that you have now fortgotten, or at least you supressed the memory of him.

He was the one who did the cutting.

He drank the Sorte Svin.

He had sex with the both of you for hours and hours during the night.

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LMAO hehe, Touché, Nordin!!

These posts are great entertainment to read, feel free to post some more... biggrin.gif

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Although this might sound like a campfire story it is TRUE!.

My grandpa died the day befor my 10th birthday. My parents had me stay with my grandma for a few days to keep her company. My grandma lived in the deep woods, a good distance from any other houses. It was night and I didn't like the window shade in my room to be open, as there was nothing outside to look at. The window was already shut.

The window shade was just a cheap spring loaded white plastic fabric pull down kind. When it was down I noticed a weird wrinkle right at head level with me. I looked at it and it moved ,it suddenly looked like someone pressed a babys face to the otherside of the shade making an imprint. Befor I could react and look behind the screen the face got bigger and formed into a thing that looked like a demon with an open mouth.

At that point I ran out of the room and went to the kitchen. I never told my grandma ,and I slept with the covers over my head that night.

When I told my mom about it the next day, she said the wind must have played a trick on me. And she said it was like looking at clouds and seeing faces. I grudgingly took that to be the excuse. I didn't stay another night ,but my grandma was ok with me leaving.

To this day I still get shivers down my spine when I think about that night and whenever I see the face effects of the movie THE FRIGHTNERS.

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Sometimes in my dreams I will "fall", and it makes me feel like I am actually falling and cuases me to wake up.

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Duke_of_Ray @ Aug. 11 2002,05:22)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Sometimes in my dreams I will "fall", and it makes me feel like I am actually falling and cuases me to wake up.<span id='postcolor'>

Had that happen to me. icon3.gif

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Duke_of_Ray @ Aug. 11 2002,05:42)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Odd ain't it? smile.gif<span id='postcolor'>

Shure is. icon1.gif

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (SKULLS_Viper @ Aug. 11 2002,05:34)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE"></span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (Duke_of_Ray @ Aug. 11 2002,05:22)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Sometimes in my dreams I will "fall", and it makes me feel like I am actually falling and cuases me to wake up.<span id='postcolor'>

Had that happen to me. icon3.gif<span id='postcolor'>

Happens to me when i dream of britney spears wink.gif

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That is an old phenomenon. And it always happens shortly before you wake up. But you never realy dream hitting the floor though. Maybe it is some kind of body-own mechanism. Dont you also say in english: "falling out of your dreams"?  smile.gif

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (pathfinder @ Aug. 10 2002,04:05)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Although this might sound like a campfire story it is TRUE!.

My grandpa died the day befor my 10th birthday.     My parents had me stay with my grandma for a few days to keep her company.   My grandma lived in the deep woods, a good distance from any other houses.   It was night and I didn't like the window shade in my room to be open, as there was nothing outside to look at. The window was already shut.      

The window shade was just a cheap spring loaded white plastic fabric pull down kind.  When it was down I noticed a weird wrinkle right at head level with me.   I looked at it and it moved ,it suddenly looked like someone pressed a babys face to the otherside of the shade making an imprint.   Befor I could react and look behind the screen the face got bigger and formed into a thing that looked like a demon with an open mouth.

At that point I ran out of the room and went to the kitchen.   I never told my grandma ,and I slept with the covers over my head that night.  

When I told my mom about it the next day, she said the wind must have played a trick on me. And she said it was like looking at clouds and seeing faces. I grudgingly took that to be the excuse.   I didn't stay another night ,but my grandma was ok with me leaving.

To this day I still get shivers down my spine when I think about that night and whenever I see the face effects of the movie THE FRIGHTNERS.<span id='postcolor'>

Impressive, i kinda looks like the story that i told about the shadow...

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (RalphWiggum @ Aug. 10 2002,18:21)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">jawk,

that is really freaky...that idiot who confused the cord should be severly disciplined.....

by the way, is the pilot of the plane you jumped from same guy who always says, "ok my ducks, get ready to jump into your duck ponds!"

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the problems is not that... i said i passed under the plane during the jump:

sometime this thing happens when there's too much wind, or an air hole... 0.5T cords are standart, but the 1.5Tons cords are the security cords for the backpack of the parachute.

When u pass under the plane (instead of falling right down), u get an extra push from the speed of the plane:

normally u pass in 3 sec from 0 speed *in the plane* to 250km/h *the plane speed*, to 8 m/sec *when the drape open up*.... that's alot of stress in the component of the materials.

Severly punished.... each parachute got a little paper that all paratrooper must write just b4 they are giving back the stuff, called PTC "points technique statistique" or Technical report and statistic.... so i mentionned the error in my report

*but for your info:

our Cie was very stressed by other thing, at this jump we got 3 wounded:

one friend was stuck upper with another guy(the worst case... when the guy down land u loose all your air portance and fall near 12meter at 8m/s) land in a water-collecting thing and receive on his shoulder and got severed (he loosed the ability to be paratrooper due to back injury *upper bone moved from what i know*).The duck pond yes, but to make a LZ in a water-filled zone with the water collector, and water evacuation rivers is risky i think *the best jump i ever made was in a fresh returns agricultural earth... it's like falling into cotton smile.gif *.

2 other guys stuck too and landed badly in the road that circle the dropzone... legs injury mostly.

Well the pilot when paradropping has an important responsability, but the LZ officer'responsability is more *he decide if it's a go or not*: from what i ve see this day i can say we was very limit to the lateral wind and rain.... maybe we should have (like 60% of my theorical jump) turned back and land.Thought noone was court-martialed after that i just ask me why (mayb they decided it was a following of little risk taken each adding that come to have 3 injuried and 3 severe inflight problems in a jump of 64+ mens.

*dunno if this is an urban legend or not but when i was doing my paradrop training the drill instructor conduct us to a plane half-buried into the ground and said "Here is what happen when u do stupid thing, 15 years ago a pilot decided to do a low path on the LZ with still some mens in his cargo, the plane hit the ground at full speed and 17mens were killed"... i never heard anything after from this story

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (DarkLight @ Aug. 11 2002,12:58)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">wow.gif5--></span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (pathfinder @ Aug. 10 2002,04wow.gif5)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Although this might sound like a campfire story it is TRUE!.

My grandpa died the day befor my 10th birthday.     My parents had me stay with my grandma for a few days to keep her company.   My grandma lived in the deep woods, a good distance from any other houses.   It was night and I didn't like the window shade in my room to be open, as there was nothing outside to look at. The window was already shut.      

The window shade was just a cheap spring loaded white plastic fabric pull down kind.  When it was down I noticed a weird wrinkle right at head level with me.   I looked at it and it moved ,it suddenly looked like someone pressed a babys face to the otherside of the shade making an imprint.   Befor I could react and look behind the screen the face got bigger and formed into a thing that looked like a demon with an open mouth.

At that point I ran out of the room and went to the kitchen.   I never told my grandma ,and I slept with the covers over my head that night.  

When I told my mom about it the next day, she said the wind must have played a trick on me. And she said it was like looking at clouds and seeing faces. I grudgingly took that to be the excuse.   I didn't stay another night ,but my grandma was ok with me leaving.

To this day I still get shivers down my spine when I think about that night and whenever I see the face effects of the movie THE FRIGHTNERS.<span id='postcolor'>

Impressive, i kinda looks like the story that i told about the shadow...<span id='postcolor'>

Just a little history about my grandparents house and another oddity. The house was built by a german family during the great depression by using the parts of three different other houses. But the weirdest thing is that the family had a intricately carved chair that looked like an erie throne.

It had what appeared to be a lions head with glaring eyes and wide open mouth surrounded by grapes at the top, and paws clutching grapes for the arm rests and legs.

The house had changed hands 3 times befor my grandparents moved in ,but the chair always stayed with the house. And it was all alone , my grandma told us when they moved in the chair was the only furniture there. Even the 2 woodstoves were taken.

The chair was kept in a closet in a back room next to a large freezer. My grandparents always got mad when I asked about it. I was always told to leave it alone. Even when we ate thanksgiving day dinner and needed the extra chair we couldn't touch it.

After my grandma past on the property seemed to die , the entire place seemed to lose it's color. My family and relatives took what ever we had room for, except the chair.

Noone wanted it as it gave everyone the creeps, even though it was probably worth some money.

We checked on the house from time to time, and one day found out the place was broke into. The chair was gone and a few other things that had no worth. The next time we came back was 6 months later ,the house had caved in on it self.

The nearby creek had ran over its banks and took out the middle foundation. It looked like the house swallowed itself.

Only then did family members start talking about weird things that they saw in and around the house. Like my dad seeing smoke coming from a room when no smoke was there. My aunt hearing voices in the attic. And the faces I saw.

The land has been sold for some time now ,so it's one of those things that I rarely think about anymore. It's someone elses problem now confused.gif

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</span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (pathfinder @ Aug. 12 2002,05:13)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE"></span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (DarkLight @ Aug. 11 2002,12:58)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE"></span><table border="0" align="center" width="95%" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="1"><tr><td>Quote (pathfinder @ Aug. 10 2002,04wow.gif)</td></tr><tr><td id="QUOTE">Although this might sound like a campfire story it is TRUE!.

My grandpa died the day befor my 10th birthday.     My parents had me stay with my grandma for a few days to keep her company.   My grandma lived in the deep woods, a good distance from any other houses.   It was night and I didn't like the window shade in my room to be open, as there was nothing outside to look at. The window was already shut.      

The window shade was just a cheap spring loaded white plastic fabric pull down kind.  When it was down I noticed a weird wrinkle right at head level with me.   I looked at it and it moved ,it suddenly looked like someone pressed a babys face to the otherside of the shade making an imprint.   Befor I could react and look behind the screen the face got bigger and formed into a thing that looked like a demon with an open mouth.

At that point I ran out of the room and went to the kitchen.   I never told my grandma ,and I slept with the covers over my head that night.  

When I told my mom about it the next day, she said the wind must have played a trick on me. And she said it was like looking at clouds and seeing faces. I grudgingly took that to be the excuse.   I didn't stay another night ,but my grandma was ok with me leaving.

To this day I still get shivers down my spine when I think about that night and whenever I see the face effects of the movie THE FRIGHTNERS.<span id='postcolor'>

Impressive, i kinda looks like the story that i told about the shadow...<span id='postcolor'>

Just a little history about my grandparents house and another oddity.     The house was built by a german family during the great depression by using the parts of three different other houses.  But the weirdest thing is that the family had a intricately carved chair that looked like an erie throne.        

It had what appeared to be a lions head with glaring eyes and wide open mouth surrounded by grapes at the top, and paws clutching grapes for the arm rests and legs.

The house had changed hands 3 times befor my grandparents moved in ,but the chair always stayed with the house.   And it was all alone , my grandma told us when they moved in the chair was the only furniture there.  Even the 2 woodstoves were taken.

          The chair was kept in a closet in a back room next to a large freezer.    My grandparents always got mad when I asked about it.  I was always told to leave it alone.    Even when we ate thanksgiving day dinner and needed the extra chair we couldn't touch it.      

After my grandma past on the property seemed to die , the entire place seemed to lose it's color.    My family and relatives took what ever we had room for, except the chair.

Noone wanted it as it gave everyone the creeps, even though it was probably worth some money.    

We checked on the house from time to time, and one day found out the place was broke into.     The chair was gone and a few other things that had no worth.   The next time we came back was 6 months later ,the house had caved in on it self.

The nearby creek had ran over its banks and took out the middle foundation.  It looked like the house swallowed itself.

Only then did family members start talking about weird things that they saw in and around the house.   Like my dad seeing smoke coming from a room when no smoke was there.      My aunt hearing voices in the attic.  And the faces I saw.

The land has been sold for some time now ,so it's one of those things that I rarely think about anymore.  It's someone elses problem now  <!--emo&confused.gif<span id='postcolor'>

That is a FREAKY Story!!! wow.gif

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Pathfinder, definitely one of the most amazing stories of the supernatural I have heard of before. Had a freaky experience myself one while night fishing with my m8.

It was August in 2000 and me and my m8 decided to go fishing in Chesire (UK). Old lakes in English countryside at night can be rather scary places to be but we were well kitted out and had plenty of beer to stave off nerves. There were also some big carp in that lake too, which was an incentive. As it happened about 2 hours before dusk three horrible looking young thuggish looking bastards came down to the lake and setup just about 50 feet away to our right, out of site. One came over to talk to us and we could see he was waying us up.. loike what gear did we have, how expensive, how much beer. Either they were planning to beat us up or steal all our ale in the night. During the night we were woken by what sounded like footsteps walking down the bank. It went away but then my m8 heard it very clearly and we flew out of the tent to try and frighten away what we thought were the young lads we saw earlier. As it happens.. there was no one there. Just a few seconds after that the bite alarms on the rods we had setup 30 feet away to our left beeped. Thinking we had a fish we went to check. The line hadnt moved, the only way they could have beeped was if something had knocked into them in the air or on the bank. Fortunately we were in our tent when we heard the footsteps, so we couldn't see anything, and so presumed it was those young lads creeping past. Those young lads further up however were just sleeping out in the open under umbrellas, so they would have had a much closer encounter with whatever walked past that night. We never had a chance to ask them if they had heard something... when we walked round at first light to speak to them they weren't there, and there car had gone too!!! Did they just want to get away before the bailiff came round in the morning??? Or did something else convince them that hanging around wasn't a good idea that night!!!! I'll never know.

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Don't reply to old threads unless you have something significant to add. Never reply in threads that have been inactive for more then 4 months.

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