#365daysofterror

October 2015 - Boston, Massachusetts, USA

Imagine stumbling upon this creepy sight.

Well that’s exactly what happened to a group of construction workers doing renovations on the Government Center subway station in Boston. While working they stumbled upon a hollow section of concrete. Inside they found what they initially thought were two balls of cloth. Upon further investigation they discovered that the balls of cloth were actually two cloaks.

Where did they come from? No one knows. However, the section in question had been laid 60 years prior meaning that the cloaks had been sealed inside for several decades.

Creepy? You bet!

The creepy photo above was posted on Facebook on January 1st by user Richard Christianson and quickly went viral. It appears to show a tall, winged figure that some have identified as a demon.

Real or hoax? You decide.

The Mongolian Death Worm is a mythical creature said to live in the Gobi Desert of Asia. It is commonly described as a red, sausage-shaped worm that is approximately two feet in length. According to the stories, it can kill from a distance by spewing acid on its victims or in some cases, by giving off an electrical discharge. To touch the worm is also said to cause instant death or severe injury. Needless to say, the Mongolian Death Worm is NOT something you want to encounter while traveling the lonely sands of the Gobi Desert.  

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Located on a hill in northern California is a tree known by the locals as “The Hanging Tree”. Its story is a gruesome one…

Several years ago, a local football team went up to the old tree to unwind after losing the big homecoming game. Being good sports, they invited the winning team to join them. A few members of the other team took them up on that offer and made the long trek to the top of the hill. Once there, they got drunk and began taunting the losing team over their loss. Seeing their rivals so drunk, the losing team came up with the perfect plan for revenge. They stripped the members of the rival team naked and tied them to the old, gnarled tree. They then left, leaving their rivals to fend for themselves overnight. The next morning they contacted the remaining rivals, telling them where they could find their friends. When the remaining players arrived at the hill they were met with a gruesome sight. Their friends were hanging from the old tree, their bodies completely skinned. It is not known what happened to them during the night but the tree is now said to curse anyone who touches it.

Do you dare touch “The Hanging Tree”?

“The Hanging Tree” is said to sit upon a large hill known as “The Top of the World”. Its exact location is unknown but it’s said to be somewhere in northern California. If you happen to find it, please don’t touch it!

El hombre del saco, or Sack Man, is a boogeyman-like figure that collects disobedient children in a large sack and devours them. He is typically described as being skinny and incredibly hideous. The legend of el hombre del saco hails from Spain though similar legends do exist worldwide. In Brazil he is commonly known as o homem do saco. In this version of the legend, he does not eat the children but sells them. Needless to say, children worldwide are urged to be on their best behavior lest the Sack Man get them!

A few days ago I walked into my now favorite section of the store and found this waiting for me:

I think someone really wants me to buy this book!

“My friend Taylor was a beautiful, fun, down to earth girl. Sweet as can be and always willing to help a friend in need. She had been playing ouija board, non stop for a few months straight. Sometimes it consumed her entirely. A few girlfriends and I went to her house to hang out & have a few drinks. Taylor suggested that we play ouija board, and we all agreed. Taylor turned off all the lights and lit candles. She had been drinking heavily so at this point she was really drunk, and slurring her words a bit. We all got ready & put our fingers on the patchulet, Taylor stops us before we start and looks each one of us in our eye.. She breaks the silence by saying “before we start, you have to say you don’t believe in God” .. We were all very confused.. We looked at each other not knowing what to do or say. She said it again, but this time with a bit more aggression. I remember the room becoming heavy… I felt something in the room but kept quiet. We finally started the game, active almost immediately. Taylor was obsessed, it was like she was in some kind of trance. The rest of us were creeped out, and one girl walked away saying she was done. We made contact with an angry spirit, who, when asked, said he wanted Taylor… Whatever that meant. It answered questions to situations that had happened to each of us. Stuff that only we would know the answer to. Taylor seemed out of it, and we asked her if she was okay, she didn’t respond to us. She just sat there staring off in front of her, and her muscles started to spasm a little bit. The air in the room felt thick & heavy.. I felt an energy in a dark corner behind me and felt a tug at my shirt. My 2 other friends and I got scared and decided we were also done playing the game. Taylor suddenly snapped out of her trance.. Eyes full of anger.. She slammed her hand on the table and said “we are not done here… Don’t you fucking walk away from this table” it didn’t seem like Taylor at all! It was like something had taken over her. We were all pretty spooked so we grabbed our things and left. Taylor blew out the candles and stood in the doorway, staring at us in the dark until we drove off. That was one of the creepiest ouija experiences I’ve ever had. A couple weeks later, Taylor cut off all her hair, jumped on a freight train and literally became a hobo. She has never been the same since that night, and she hardly comes around anymore..
She has completely lost it, I’m not sure whether or not the board is to blame.

*I tried to make this story very short and to the point so there were some details left out*”

Submitted by gypsieslut

When I was a kid there was an urban legend going around about some Russian engineers who had discovered an underground chamber while drilling in Siberia. Curious about their find, they lowered a heat resistant microphone into the ground. What they heard was terrifying. It was the sound of a million souls in agony. They had discovered Hell. Or so the story went. Of course the story was an obvious hoax but to younger me it was the gospel truth. (For those curious about it, there was another version that took place in Alaska that featured an appearance by the devil himself!)

“Sometimes at night (once in awhile even in the daylight) I feel something behind me and catch myself leaping up the stairs 2 at a time.”

Submitted by deddio

I’ve had the same happen to me as well. It can be quite frightening.

Then submit it [here] or at [email protected].

Maximón (less commonly known as San Simón) is a folk saint that is worshiped in many forms by the Maya of Western Guatemala.

According to one commonly told legend, Maximón is a man who slept with all the wives of a certain village while the men worked in the field. Upon returning and finding their women in the arms of another man, the men attacked Maximón and cut off his arms and legs. Thus was born Maximón.

Unlike most other folk saints, offers to Maximón are made in an effort to avoid his anger as he is seen as a dark figure. When people do come to Maximón for help, it is usually to seek revenge or to have personal success at the expense of others.

Common offers to Maximón are alcohol and cigarettes and his shrines can be found throughout the highlands of Guatemala…if you dare to seek his help.