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That's why you kill the original. Bye.
Kelsie (:She's an evil copy. Nicole is an evil copy.
Nicole (:Yes,
Monica (:think we're a little bit bothered. Look at us, we're being so productive.
Nicole (:I think we are a little bit bothered. And we are your bothered bitchers.
I just said we're your bothered bitchers.
Kelsie (:We are bitchers. We're bitches who bitch.
Nicole (:Let's try that again. Let's try that again.
And we are your bothered bitches. Hi, I'm Nicole.
Monica (:We are.
I'm Monica.
Kelsie (:And I'm Kelsey. And we didn't fuck that up.
Monica (:And we miss Ashley.
Nicole (:Cool cool cool.
Monica (:We didn't, we
didn't fuck it up. We did, we did the intro, but we miss Ashley because she's working. That's sad.
Nicole (:We fucking did it, guys. We did it.
She said that since this
is a spooky episode that she's here in spirit. A ghostly spirit. And this is indeed a spooky episode because it is spooky Halloween. Yay!
Monica (:Yes.
Yes.
Kelsie (:Yay!
Monica (:which we all love, we love Halloween. So we've got a ghost story, is it a ghost story? that what it, okay, just a creepy story. Okay.
Nicole (:No, it's not a ghost story. It's just a spooky, spooky
story for you. Last week we talked about the Sally house. That was like real life stuff. This week we're just doing a scary story that's not true, which thank God, because if this was true, I think I would just die on site. yeah, it's just as bad as The Peeking Wife, if you ask me, that we did last year. So if you want to see the, if you want to listen to The Peeking Wife, you can go listen to that because
Ew. But this one's good too. This is another wife story. What's wrong with these people's wives? I don't know.
Monica (:Yes, that was a good one, which I didn't realize.
Which when we did the
Peking wife, I didn't realize that that was what is it creepy pasta? Yeah, I didn't realize that was a thing until like towards the end and I was like, wait a minute So I'm glad I know this time
Nicole (:Yeah, creepypastas. It's like a made up story. Yeah.
No, we were all convinced the whole, yeah, the whole time
Kelsie (:Yeah.
Nicole (:we were all convinced. We were like, what is happening? This poor man, I would die. It was written very well.
Kelsie (:I mean, it was pretty like, it didn't get,
yeah, yeah.
Monica (:Yeah, it was.
And it was like realistic until like towards the end where it was like, okay, this is a little too, like too much, but it was. I mean, are we all a little bit, especially in morning?
Nicole (:Okay, clearly. Is your wife the grudge?
Kelsie (:Yeah.
It's your wife that grudge.
Nicole (:Did you marry Samara? what is
happening here? Oh gosh. And because it's a spooky episode, we're going to do spooky would you rathers again. And yeah, that's what we're doing. We love, I love spooky would you rathers. They're my favorite kind of would you rathers. Spooky specific ones.
Monica (:Yes.
I
Mm-hmm.
Kelsie (:I know I like them too.
They should just be a year round thing.
Nicole (:Yeah, I think
we should just do creep ass shit all the time.
Monica (:We do we do love our would you rathers?
as you listen, please would you rather is chime in in the comments and tell us what would you do? Because we want to know so who's who's up first
I can go. I've got mine.
Nicole (:Okay, go ahead. Sure, why not?
Monica (:so Kelsey, this one's for you. So would you rather be trapped in a perfectly replicated version of your house but can't find the exit or come home to find an identical version of yourself already living there?
Nicole (:Ew, what? Ew, ⁓
Kelsie (:The first one, the first one, I don't wanna, I don't, no replica me please, that's weird.
Monica (:I mean, it's kind of an introverted person's dream, As long as you like your house, I guess. Can things come in? Things just can't leave?
Kelsie (:Yeah.
Nicole (:Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, do I have everything
Kelsie (:Yeah.
Nicole (:I need? Do I have everything I need and never need to leave? Sure, that's fine. Right. I still have Wi-Fi and food.
Monica (:Does, right, can Amazon still deliver?
Kelsie (:Yeah, I guess. Yeah, I wasn't thinking that far. Like, am I gonna starve to death and die? Is it just me
that can't find the exit? Can Trevor come and go as he pleases?
Monica (:⁓
Nicole (:You
Monica (:Can he bring you some Dutch Bros?
Kelsie (:I don't know what's this
replica of me doing. Like, does everyone know it's a replica? Like, she's not trying to take my spot. Is she? Well, that might be a good thing. Like, just every once in a while, you know?
Monica (:and you just pop in when you want to.
Nicole (:Make the replica do everything. That's funny.
Kelsie (:Yeah.
Monica (:right they do all the chores
and you're just like I'm just gonna hang out then
Kelsie (:I'm not really sure. Sometimes I'm really bad at would you rathers because I need more. need more. Based off on just that, I'm going to say the no exit thing.
Nicole (:Grrrr
Monica (:I know, I'm like, I've got questions.
Nicole (:Context, I know.
Yeah.
Kelsie (:Okay, Nicole, would you rather discover that every person you know has been replaced by a perfect copy or that you're the copy?
Nicole (:Mm.
Monica (:Mmm.
Nicole (:I don't like this question. That's really hard, like...
Kelsie (:I know.
Nicole (:to think about. Because if everybody around you is the copy, it doesn't actually like, like it affects you, but it doesn't really affect you. But if I find out that I'm the copy, I'm having a mental breakdown.
Monica (:Yeah.
Yeah.
Kelsie (:But what
it but but I mean think about like your kids are not your kids. They're just copies of your kids.
Nicole (:Like, they're, they're,
but they're copies of my kids. So then they are my kids, right? And it's like, it's that's fucked. I think, mean, I guess I probably, I probably rather I'm the copy. This way nobody else like has to deal with that. Cause then I could just kill the copy, right? Maybe, I don't know. Like the other, the other me, I just killed the OG and then I'll be the cop and that's fine.
Monica (:Hmm.
Kelsie (:You mean kill the OG? you're the copy.
Monica (:Well, if the OG,
I mean, unless you're like linked somehow, like you need, you need the host.
Kelsie (:Is there really?
Nicole (:I don't know.
Maybe,
Kelsie (:You
Nicole (:maybe, or this is like the whole like replicated thing. Like, can we just swap? Can we like, I think I would choose, I think I would rather be the copy in this situation so that nobody else in my life is like affected by being a copy or, you know, like having to, but like everybody, but everybody in my life being a copy, like there being two of everybody in my life. Like that's a whole lot of, that's a lot of things to deal with.
Monica (:Yeah, but then would you have to like go and create like a life of your own?
Kelsie (:Yeah, but if you're
the copy then yeah, are you even like Monica said are you even a part of your life? Like are you even allowed to like mother your kids or like yeah, you gotta go get new whole fucking
Nicole (:Ahem.
Monica (:Yeah, you have to go and find a new light.
Nicole (:That's why you kill the original. Bye.
Kelsie (:She's an evil copy. Nicole is an evil copy.
Nicole (:I am the evil copy. I don't know. I feel like that's that's the only way to go. ⁓ I can't kill off all the copies of the people that are in my life.
Monica (:I mean.
Kelsie (:Yeah, that's really unfortunate, Nicole,
honestly, because you have to fight yourself and I wouldn't want to fight you, so...
Monica (:No, you
Nicole (:wouldn't want to fight me either,
Monica (:already
Nicole (:so it's okay.
Monica (:know all your moves.
Nicole (:I guess. But what if the original me doesn't know, but what if she doesn't know that I exist? What if the original me doesn't know that I exist and I'm just this copy out here so then I could sneak up on her. I just gotta watch her for a little bit and integrate myself into her life and then kill her.
Monica (:Nicole's out there with a baseball bat.
I feel like this is like the vantage point, yeah, this is like the vantage point of a villain.
Kelsie (:The original Nicole has the brain of you though and so you're always like you think of how you think like you're
Nicole (:That's true. I know.
Monica (:of it.
Nicole (:I'm very, I'm very aware a lot of the times. So I would probably see the original me, you would see the copy of me and be like, what the fuck? And there would be a lot of, it would be a battle. It would absolutely be a battle to the death. Who knows who would win? I don't, but I think that one would be more interesting.
Monica (:right?
Right?
No, this is like the vantage point.
Yeah, this is like the vantage point of like villian in a movie where like the original Nicole is gonna be freaking out. ⁓
Nicole (:Ahem.
Kelsie (:haha
Nicole (:Mm-hmm. You know, I don't know. Yeah, I guess I would be the evil copy, I guess. Because I just feel like that'd be easier to deal with in the long run maybe than like you're everybody you know copied. Because then what do you do with all the copies? What do you do with that? How do you? But like what is that's a lot to think about, right? I'd rather just deal with one copy. Exactly. I'd just rather deal with one situation and not deal with the other one.
Kelsie (:I don't know. It's a lot. That's a lot to process. That's why I try not to overthink the would you rather. Yes.
Monica (:lot.
Nicole (:⁓
that was a good one. Okay, Minika. ⁓ huh. Okay, Monica.
Monica (:My brain is frazzled with that one.
Nicole (:Would you rather see your loved ones face glitch and flicker every time they smiled for a split second or see your own reflection lag behind every time you looked in the mirror?
Monica (:⁓ my reflection, for sure.
Nicole (:I think that
would be easier to deal with. Yeah. I can deal with myself glitching and lagging, if Lola smiled at me and her whole face glitched out, would lose it.
Monica (:Yeah, it's just like, it's buffering. It's fine.
No,
would too. If, if, yeah, if people's faces like glitched every time, like they smiled at me, I would just feel like I was in like the matrix basically, which I mean, okay, like that, that already messes with your head, but like I can just convince myself that my reflection is buffering. It's fine. ⁓
Nicole (:Yeah, like, so, yeah.
That's a me problem again, I can deal with the me problems. I don't want to deal with the other problems out there
Monica (:Right, it's just the
mirrors, the mirrors are buffering. It's fine. They'll catch up. The mirrors are not glass anymore. They're just screens that are buffering. It's fine. But I need to feel like the people around me are real and are not some like, ⁓ whatever it's called. I can't even think. Yeah, no, I can.
Nicole (:Fine, it's okay.
Right, it's fine. There's a lag. It's okay
Yeah, yeah,
Mm-hmm. Yep.
I agree with that very much so.
Monica (:They're
not a simulation. need them to be real so that I can feel real.
Nicole (:Yeah.
Yeah. we needs concrete evidence that they're real people and not that the entire world is fake.
Monica (:Yeah, I don't like that one though. Like the glitch would, that would, nope, that would send me over the edge.
Nicole (:Ew.
I know. I saw that one and was like, that's fucking disgusting. How dare you? Who comes up with this shit? Who comes up with this as we ask Chad to come up with this for us because we're disgusting. ⁓ goodness. ⁓ We have brain damage. We like this scary stuff. OK, should we get into our spooky, scary, spooky, scary story time?
Monica (:How dare you, as we ask it.
spooky season.
Let's do it.
Nicole (:I'm not trying to rip off ⁓ the spooky scary story time girl on TikTok. just like that combination of words. Have you guys ever listened to the spooky scary story time girl? She is called Ashley Inc. think like INC on every platform. I believe you should definitely go listen to her if you don't know who she is because her spooky scary story times are actual like submissions people send into her. ⁓ She keeps everybody anonymous and it's pretty cool unless they say otherwise.
Monica (:I think so.
Ooh, I love that.
Nicole (:⁓ And a lot of it is like things that Couldn't totally be real and they don't make sense and spooky. love it
Kelsie (:want people to send me their stories of their spooky scarys. I always ask people.
Monica (:Mmm.
Nicole (:I know. Send us your spooky, scary stories.
Monica (:I know, you guys send us stories.
Nicole (:Yeah,
Monica (:They can be whatever. We'll talk about it.
Nicole (:send us your stories. We'll read them. We'll read them on air. We'll keep you anonymous as per usual, but send us your scary shit because we like it. Make it so that I don't sleep at night. Or funny shit. Just send us your shit. Okay, let's get into it. So this story is called, There is Something Very Strange Going On With My Wife.
Monica (:or funny shit, or unhinged. Whatever, just send us your stuff.
I'm sorry, every time you say that, like I'm just ghostbusters. Like every, like you start that every time. Okay, keep going.
Nicole (:Yeah, there's something strange in the neighborhood.
Kelsie (:In the neighborhood.
Nicole (:you gonna call? They need something. I don't know if Ghostbusters are gonna help these people, but they need something. Okay. So it starts off. Growing up, I always feared monsters, even in college, which most would consider to be the time when you can be called an adult. My greatest fears were the monsters under my bed in the closets or at the window.
Monica (:They
Nicole (:I would always tell myself how silly this was seeing as I was an adult at this point and I was still afraid of something I knew did not exist. That was until I met my wife. But before I tell you what happened, let me elaborate on how I met my wife and how much she means to me. I met Natalie in college. I was a nerdy guy, yet she saw something in me that no other girl in my life had.
She was an extremely kind person who always had the sweetest intentions. As I spent more time with her, I realized how many things we had in common. To me, she was the most beautiful girl in the world. I could stare into her green eyes for the rest of my life. And that's what I chose to do when I proposed and we finally got married. Fast forward to Mary life. I am working now while she is working.
on an online master's degree. Life is good. Life is actually perfect. Too perfect. Ever since we got married, I've told her everything. My deepest secrets, my deepest feelings, and most importantly, my deepest fears. I remember when I first told her about my silly fear of monsters. At first she laughed it off, but over time she noticed how I would sometimes shiver in bed, lying awake in fear. Being the sweetheart that she is,
She would hold me and tell me it would be all right. My wife became my protector. She became the one to keep my fears in check. Her face became that of an angel to me, one that would protect me from whatever scary things life had in store for me. I came to trust those beautiful green eyes, and every time I saw her, I knew I was safe. Now to the more weird things that have been happening as of late.
The first incident I can recall that could be defined as strange happened at 3 a.m. one night. Never good. I woke up feeling extremely thirsty and being the fearful guy that I am, I grabbed the flashlight to get some water. As soon as I turned on the flashlight, I noticed my wife wasn't in bed. I looked over to the bathroom and the light was on and I could hear the water running. So I assumed she was in there. Half asleep, I walked downstairs to the kitchen.
and almost had a heart attack when I saw my wife standing in the corner drinking water. As soon as I saw her though, I felt safe. She smiled at me as she sipped the water from the glass. I was too tired and mumbled something about how hot it was as I got some water. She continued to smile at me as I finished my water and headed upstairs. As I walked back upstairs, I called out that she should come back to bed seeing as it was so late.
When I got back to my room, there she was, sound asleep. This was the moment I became wide awake. I could have sworn she was downstairs having water. Afraid to go back downstairs, I woke her up and told her what happened. Half asleep, half upset, she comforted me and told me to go back to bed. The next morning, she joked about how I'm so afraid of the dark that I see her everywhere as my protector.
Besides, I was using the bathroom when you thought I was out of bed, she claimed with a warm smile. How could I think otherwise? A week later, another strange incident. This was in broad daylight. While on a Sunday morning, Natalie woke me up at 11 a.m. and told me she was going to get groceries. Around 11.30 a.m., I finally got out of bed and dressed up
for a late lunch with my beautiful wife when I went to the kitchen and found her drinking a glass of water. I smiled and said, back so soon? She didn't reply. She just smiled as she sipped on her water. Before I could approach her, the doorbell rang and I immediately went to go see who it was. I opened the door. Yes, it was my wife, back with all the groceries. help me with all of this, will you? She said jokingly as she put the paper bags down by the door.
As soon as she saw my color-drained face, she knew something was wrong. She sat me down, got some water, and I told her what happened. This time, it was in broad daylight, and I knew what I saw. As much as I had come to adore her beautiful green eyes, for the first time, I saw in them a strange fear. My wife was the strong one, never afraid. She told me there's something she should have told me a long time ago.
She said this happened to her as a kid, where her parents and siblings would see her in places they knew she wasn't. They could never explain these occurrences, but seeing as it caused no harm, they came to live with it without really questioning these encounters. Excuse me? Yeah. It took me months to process everything she had told me, but I started to live with it. Like I said, my true perception of fear was monsters, not my beautiful wife.
Monica (:I hate that so much.
Nicole (:Several similar incidents happen. For instance, I would see her sitting in bed only to find her cooking in the kitchen downstairs. And in all these instances, when I would interact with this entity that I still saw as my wife, she would smile and not say anything. I actually came to find comfort in seeing my wife all the time, always smiling, always happy, and always perfect. It is important to note that, in all of these incidents, there was never any overlap.
meaning I never saw her in two places simultaneously. I guess any sane person would have called out to their wife when they thought they were seeing the entity. But like I said, I found comfort in her green eyes and her smiling face, so I honestly didn't really care.
Then today everything changed. My wife told me she was going to visit her grandparents who live an hour away from where we do. She invited me to go, but seeing as it was Sunday and I just wanted to be lazy, I told her to go ahead without me. This is when it finally happened, the overlap. I was in my living room watching TV when I got up to get myself a Coke. There she was, my wife again, sipping water from a glass and just smiling. I was so used to it by now knowing
This was the entity. smiled and said, and it is nice to see you are still watching over me. Ew. Don't talk to it. Ew, what the hell? She smiled and continued to look at me with those beautiful green eyes I grow so fond of. That's when the phone rang and I turned away from the entity to pick it up. Hey, sweetie, I'm going to run a little late since granny insists on me staying for lunch.
Monica (:I don't
Nicole (:It was my wife and as soon as I heard the voice, I heard a glass shatter. Which my wife on the phone also heard. I turned around and saw that the entity was now glaring at me. The smile no longer there, but rather a very disturbing grin. She was pointing at me with her head tilted at a perfect 90 degree angle. Bent neck lady. She bent neck lady. Where are my Hill House fans at? Bent neck lady. She coming through.
Kelsie (:⁓ she pissed.
She jealous.
She is, yeah.
I don't like that.
Nicole (:I don't like
Monica (:Yuh!
Nicole (:that either. but that wasn't what disturbed me. It was her eyes They were no longer the green that I found so much comfort in they were pitch black like those demons in the movies I stared at her as I was at a complete loss for words Honey, is everything okay? Did you drop something my wife asked
on the phone. I whispered back into the phone. I didn't. She did. At that, gross, that point my wife screamed into the phone, hang up and look away. I don't know how I found the strength to do so, but I did exactly what she said. When I opened my eyes a split second later, she was gone. Confused and scared, I called my wife back who said she was
Monica (:Uuuhhh, ha ha haaa!
Kelsie (:Hang up and look
away. I just have to say this wife said that it never did anything to her family. She didn't fucking know. She fucking knew if she just told her to hang up and look away.
Monica (:Right? She knew!
Nicole (:She lied.
Yep, there's always something. ⁓ Yep, hang up and look away. Okay, when I opened my eyes a split second later, she was gone, confused and scared. I called my wife back who said she was already on the way home. It shouldn't have happened. It shouldn't have overlapped. They said it wouldn't. They said she was harmless.
Monica (:thing up.
Nicole (:I am too scared to just sit around and wait. keep, I still keep looking over my shoulder. My wife should be home anytime now. As soon as she gets back, I will ask her who she meant by they and what the hell is going on. She knows something and I have to know what it is. Never did I think that the one I hold near and dear to my heart, the one who protects me could become the monster I fear the most.
He goes on to continue and say that when his wife, Natalie, finally got back, she came in crying and wouldn't stop. She kept saying, you, you just, you don't deserve this. We don't deserve this. You weren't supposed to overlap. And going on and on about how she loved him and how she cares about him. at this point, I was really confused. I comforted her, held her until she stopped crying.
Then when she finally settled, asked, love, you're not making any sense. Who is she? Are you referring to the entity? She told me that she doesn't have a name for it and she has never actually seen her. Only others around her can sometimes see her, but she has always been described as someone who looks just like her, the same radiant smile and the same lovely green eyes. Yeah, that's what earlier when I was gonna say when we did the would you rather earlier?
Kelsie (:It's her copy!
Nicole (:⁓ and on your question, Kelsey, if you would, like a replica, replica of yourself, I was like, huh, that's funny. And then you asked the copy question and I was like, yeah, like that there's a theme. There's a literal, no, we didn't. There's an actual theme here. Yeah. I didn't tell them. I didn't tell them about the story beforehand. So, okay. Anyway, but she has always been described as someone who looks just like her, the same radiant smile and the same lovely green eyes. But when you.
Monica (:It's creepy actually because we didn't plan that. Only you knew the story.
Kelsie (:was creepy.
Nicole (:screamed in the phone earlier, you knew what I was seeing, didn't you? How? She looked at me and started crying again. I only kept it from you because I didn't want to freak you out. She said, it's all right. Just tell me everything. I replied, pulling her close. Then she told me the story of the last person who overlapped, meaning saw her and the entity at the same time.
When Natalie was in high school, her family, namely her parents and two rathers, were used to seeing it, as I call it for lack of a better word, around the house. She was always described as a smiling girl who would occasionally, or sorry, who would usually just be sipping water. This occurrence only seemed to happen in her house, never at school or outside. Her parents, knowing the situation, would never allow her to bring
any friends over for fear that they might freak out when they see it. ⁓ One day upon her insistence and arguing that seeing it has never happened or has never done any harm, her parents let her bring over a friend. Natalie and her friend Chris were working on some homework when Natalie decided to go down to the kitchen and grab some snacks. While she was coming back up, she heard Chris saying,
Very funny, but you're weirding me out with that smile. Natalie stopped dead in her tracks, but it was too late. The door to her room was open and she was in direct line of sight of Chris in the hallway. He turned to look at her, his face completely pale as Natalie heard glass shattering. She was completely in shock. Chris was looking at them simultaneously, staring wide-eyed in the corner of the room. She heard him say, what in the?
Natalie ran towards her room, the door suddenly slammed shut. She started banging on the door. Chris, don't look at her. Just don't. She screamed across the door, but silence. The door opened five minutes later and she found him unconscious.
After taking him to the hospital, they found out that Chris went blind. Doctors could not explain it, and when they asked Chris to describe the last thing he saw, he struggled for words. That grin and those black eyes and her head, oh god, her head was tilted at 90 degrees. I never thought such a beautiful face could be so twisted. Bleh. Bent neck lady.
Monica (:I hate
that.
Nicole (:She thinks the only reason I can still see is because the overlap happened over the phone, so I wasn't able to feel the full effect. Yeah, the thing didn't fully attack you, bro. Whatever that means, I was surprised that another overlap like this hadn't occurred throughout her life. That's when Natalie told me that they said she was harmless and will not actively try to overlap. So then I inquired about the they that she mentioned.
Well, when I was a kid, my great grandparents knew something about this. They were very hush hush about it, but apparently it had happened in the family once before. So it was clear then we needed to go see her grandmother, who was the only person left that could provide us with any answers. Natalie called her mom and was told that they hadn't been in contact with their great grandmother for the past two years. Ever since her husband died, she became depressed and asked not to be contacted and broke off all ties.
She lived out in the country by herself, secluded from the rest of the world. It was going to be a three hour drive, so we decided to attempt to get some rest before our drive that day. We barely got a few hours of sleep in. My wife woke me up in the morning telling me breakfast's ready as she walked downstairs. I noticed both of us must have missed our alarms since it was 11 a.m. already. The first thing I checked when I woke up was the bed to make sure I wasn't seeing it. When I finally went downstairs, I nearly fell
Backwards when I saw my wife sipping from a glass of orange juice facing the kitchen entrance Geez don't do that. I snapped she came rushing towards me. Sorry. She mumbled I walked over and gave her a hug. It's alright. We're both on edge We'll work through this he probably thought it was the fucking homegirl over there sipping something because she's always drinking something I'd be freaked out too. Anytime. I saw my wife drink anything. I'd be like wait
Monica (:Yeah, why is it always water? Like, why is she always drinking water?
Nicole (:Okay. Why she always drinking? Why
is she got to do? Was she like trying to? This kind of reminds me of, okay, not everybody is going to get this because not everybody has seen K-pop Team Hunters. But you know, in the beginning, Monica, when the flight attendants are trying to pretend like they're actual people and she's watering the plants with the coffee, like they're just trying to do quote unquote human things. that's what this gives. Like she's she's always drinking because she's trying to be normal.
Monica (:Thing normal.
She was like, water's normal, it's fine.
Nicole (:normal
Okay, anyway, after a breakfast that neither of us had the appetite for, we hit the road to find some answers. As we were driving, my wife held my hand and I felt safe once again. It was a strange sense of security because even after the crazy events, it was bright and sunny outside and I was peacefully driving away with my wife. That's how all horror movies start.
Monica (:ha!
Nicole (:bright and sunny days. She smiled at me. I smiled back, looking at her beautiful eyes while fighting internally to take the image of that twisted entity off my mind. We remained quiet for most of our journey until we finally reached the house. The house was located deep off of a and a narrow dirt road. There was an old van parked, but it didn't look like it had been driven in weeks.
The house also looked like it had been abandoned for a while. My wife reached out and I held her hand. Let's hope for the best and see what we find, I said. But before I could open the door, my cell phone rang. The moment the first ringing sound broke the quiet air, my wife clutched my hand just a bit tighter. She was on edge, I could tell. I looked over at her and she was smiling ever so slightly. I pulled out my phone and looked at the caller ID.
Monica (:⁓ no, I knew it.
Kelsie (:No...
Nicole (:It read, Natalie, the
Kelsie (:It was his wife... No!
Nicole (:grip, the grip of the hand that I was holding started getting tighter and tighter. Suddenly I got the feeling I was not with my wife at all. Call it gut feeling. I picked up the phone. I picked up the phone.
Kelsie (:Duh. No, why would you do that? Don't answer!
Monica (:I
know. Don't make the overlap.
Kelsie (:Are you fucking idiot?
Nicole (:Yeah, how dumb are
you? Yeah, you're creating me overlap. I picked up the phone as I realized the person in my peripheral vision was changing their expression. The breathing also got heavier as I heard the neck starting to turn. You just hear the cracking. With that, with what little bravery I had left, I turned away, not daring to see the twisted face.
Monica (:Uhhhh, it's just like a-
Nicole (:It's not me yelled Natalie from the phone. The instant her voice reached my ear, I felt the glass shattering sound and a burning pain on my hand that lasted a split for a split second. I recoiled in pain responding. I know I think it's gone now. I looked over to see and sure enough she wasn't there anymore. I breathe. Don't hang up and drive over here. We need to see this thing through. Brave.
bold of you. Okay. Also, where did it go? Where did it? Where did it go? Yeah, right for the big scaredy cat. Where did it go? It also seems though, as if, like once the overlap does happen that the thingy goes away. So like, I guess keeping her on the phone would make sure that it wouldn't come back until she gets there. Don't know. On her drive over, she explained how when she
Monica (:Right. Especially for this scary monster man. ⁓
Yeah.
Maybe, yeah.
Kelsie (:Yeah.
Nicole (:woke up she was seemingly stuffed under the bed as if someone knocked her out and slid her under the bed. What? So that whole morning interaction was not actually with his wife at all. It was with this thing.
Monica (:Wait, wait, what?
Nicole (:Yeah. When she woke up and realized that I wasn't there, she knew something was up and called immediately. At this point, I was freaked out or I was freaking out a lot. So many questions rushed to my mind. It talked. It acted just like my wife. How was it holding my hand? How in the world did it get out of the house? Most importantly, how do I tell it apart from my wife? That's when I remembered the stinging pain and looked down at my hand. There was a clear
Kelsie (:you
Nicole (:Lucky burned into my hand when I waited for my wife to drive over I started thinking the entities the entity said breakfasts ready and sorry and Why in the world was it sipping orange juice? Is it evolving? Is it learning how to fool me? Eww I? Wondered for a long time I wondered for a long time what all this meant until my wife finally arrived at 5 p.m
Monica (:I hate that
Nicole (:It was getting dark and I wanted to go find a motel and come back tomorrow. But my wife insisted that we at least check it to see if someone even lives in the abandoned house. Before she got out of the car though, she took the cigarette lighter from her car and burned it on her hand. I got very upset when she did that, but she said it might help tell them apart. At this point, any idea of rationalizing this fear sounded great. We went and knocked on the door.
as the doorbell seemed broken. Did you hear that? My wife looked at me terrified. Hear what? I wondered. The scream, it sounds like someone is in pain. My instinct was to back out. I really wish I had, but before I could do anything, my wife was opening the door and leading me in. I held her hand while keeping one foot in the door. I was all too familiar with the classic door slams behind you in the creepy house to walk in completely.
Inside everything was dusty and full of webs. It was so unnervingly dark, as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I noticed that the house was completely trashed with strange symbols scratched into the walls and on the broken furniture in a shade of red. So who knows what red thing they're using to make these symbols. Red spray paint? I think not.
Just then, my wife started feeling lightheaded and began to fall. I feel so dizzy, she mumbled. I immediately caught her as she passed out. Then to my horror, as I looked up, I saw her in the hallway. I could barely make out her figure, but her finger was pointing at me with her head tilted at that unnatural angle. I did not need to stand there until I saw the rest of her creepy figure.
I immediately turned around while dragging my wife with me. The door behind us slammed shut. But luckily my foot was in the door.
Kelsie (:I was about to say I thought he was
gonna leave his wife there. I was like, wow, he's gonna run for it.
Nicole (:No,
but luckily my foot was in the door. I groaned in pain from the impact and lunged towards the barely open door and crashed outside with my wife. I looked back wishing she was gone, but she was still walking towards us very slowly and deliberately. The next moments are kind of hazy as I was full of adrenaline. I somehow managed to throw my wife in the car and get in. As I looked in my rear view mirror, I saw her.
Her mouth was now wide open and she screamed. As I hit the accelerator, I heard what sounded like the windows of the house smashing.
I drove a half hour to a small motel to rent a room for the night. At this point, my wife was asleep and I hadn't slept at all. I don't dare not to look away from her. And what does the message on my hand mean? Is it toying with me, telling me I'm lucky? My wife called to save me? Do we go into this house again? Maybe with someone else?
Finally, when my wife woke up, we had a long discussion on what our next step would be. While we were casually glanced at her wrist and noticed the burn mark was still there. She saw me looking and her usual radiant green eyes became dull. It's me, I wish I could tell you not to be afraid of me, but I don't trust myself anymore. Tears started running down her face as I gave her a hug and comforted her without responding.
she was right. was starting to doubt the one person I trusted to protect me in any situation, though I took solace in the fact that she was still the one who saved me twice from this twisted entity. Besides doubting ourselves,
We did come up with a few theories that seemed to make sense in light of recent events. First, it seems that the entity is unable to appear in my wife's presence, proven by the fact that the moment she passed out, I was able to see it. Second, the entity is either evolving since it was able to speak and move out of the house, or there might be multiple entities, as some people have suggested.
Third, technology could potentially be a weakness for this thing as the phone call has saved me twice now.
Also, he's writing this in parts, obviously, and he's writing it as if he's asking people of Reddit for help. So there are some things that like don't totally make sense. Like what I just said, there might be multiple entities as some people have suggested. That's what he's talking about in this, but yeah, just wanted to throw that out there. Yeah.
Monica (:Mm-hmm.
interesting.
He also talks about his wife in past tense.
Nicole (:Uh-huh.
Kelsie (:⁓
Nicole (:guess we're gonna find out. Actually, I never finished the end of this story. I never heard the end. So I'm gonna be just as surprised as you are. Finally, there is something very wrong with that house and the entity definitely doesn't want us there. The house is something that has to be explored, but it is too dangerous to just go back.
Monica (:⁓ okay, okay. ⁓
Nicole (:without any further knowledge. So we decided to talk to the only other person in Natalie's life who has experienced the overlap, her high school friend, Chris. After making some phone calls, we found out that Chris, yeah, let's drag him back into it. Yay, right? Yeah, fuck out of here, guy. After making some phone calls, we found out that Chris lived in a nearby town
Monica (:Chris is gonna be like, get away, I don't wanna talk to you.
Kelsie (:Chris is like, yeah, no fucking things.
Nicole (:and had become a support group speaker for the visually impaired. It turned out he was actually speaking at 11 a.m. and we still had enough time to be able to make it. We got to the small community hall just in time as they closed the doors. Most of Chris's speech was very uplifting and full of emotion talking about all that he had achieved in his life. He ended his speech by saying, the day I lost my vision,
was the day that I truly stopped living in fear. We stuck around after and when the hall had emptied approached Chris, who was standing next to his wife, whom he had introduced earlier in his speech. I didn't know how to even begin to ask him about his vision loss, but before I could say anything, he said, ⁓ so the overlapped happened. She said you would come. Ew.
Monica (:What?
Nicole (:He then went on to tell us that ever since the incident, Natalie's great grandmother had been in close touch with Chris. She felt very guilty about what happened and was determined to find out as much as she could. She also insisted that it was only a matter of time before the overlap happened again around Natalie and she wanted to find a way to stop it. When we told Chris about the condition of the house and the symbols that I saw, he became very serious.
Then she tried to do it. She tried to bind what holds the sisters, in quotes, together to her house. I'm afraid she may not have survived that, he said quietly. I was really confused at that point. Did you say sisters? I asked. Chris then told us to follow him home as there was a lot we needed to discuss. While Chris's wife cooked us lunch, she told us about the day he lost his vision. So I never told.
this to anyone except your great grandmother. But that day that I lost my vision before I passed out, I'm pretty certain I saw a second entity behind the one that I was staring at in disbelief. As I drifted into unconsciousness, I heard a whisper.
Ew. He went on to explain that Natalie's great grandmother called the entity sisters since she was certain there were more than one of them. Additionally, she believed that they feed off of our fears and not just fear, but the greater the fear, the more attracted the entity becomes. This made sense seeing as I've been afraid most of my life and I'm at the peak of my fear since the one that I saw as my protector has become the subject of my fear.
After years of research into ancient lore, demonology, mythology, and family history, Natalie's great-grandmother found a way to bind them there. However, seeing as the entity still appeared and drove with me in a car, that means
They are still able to move about freely, but they might have a vulnerability in that house. All of this was progress, yet the thought of not knowing how to deal with these sisters was quite troubling. Lunch is ready, called out Chris's wife, as we made our way to the kitchen to enjoy a much needed meal.
Chris wanted to end this as much as we did, so he insisted that we spend the night with him for our safety. Considering I had not gotten any sleep lately, I welcomed the idea. We all stayed in the living room, and Chris's wife and I took shifts staying up, making sure nothing happened. Right, because Chris is blind, so he can't. I woke up at 3 o'clock in the morning, feeling thirsty, yet again. I laughed at myself as I thought, maybe I have a medical condition of waking up thirsty in the middle of the night.
Kelsie (:Ha ha!
Nicole (:I looked over at Chris's wife since it was her shift to be on watch. Sure enough, she was awake and looked over at me with a gentle smile. I whispered water and she pointed to the kitchen. I walked over half in fear of seeing the entity again. The kitchen was thankfully empty as I went to look for water in the fridge. Darn, no cold water in the fridge. I figured they might have some bottled in the pantry.
trapped water. ⁓ when I...
Kelsie (:Trapped water.
Monica (:Co learned about trapped water this week.
Nicole (:Yeah,
I did. I figured they might have some bottled water in the pantry. When I opened the pantry, I saw that it was very spacious and dark. I went to turn on the light and saw something very unexpected and horrific. In the corner lay Chris's wife tied up seemingly unconscious. Then it hit me.
Kelsie (:you
Nicole (:Lunch is ready. Those were the only words spoken by Chris's wife that day. I was so caught up in figuring out what was chasing us that I missed that fact completely. I rushed back to the living room to find my wife missing and Chris sound asleep. What ensued after is beyond bizarre.
I woke up Chris and called the cops immediately. I knew they must have taken her to the house. I didn't have time to tell them my wife was missing, so I rushed out the door headed for the house. Yes, I know this was very stupid, but we do stupid things when our loved ones are in danger. That's just human nature. During the drive, I kept asking myself, how did I miss this? I guess.
Monica (:you
Kelsie (:It is for this guy.
Nicole (:Why is this entity evolving so fast? It took another form. Is it because I was not supposed to survive an overlap, much less twice? Is it hunting me down? But why take my wife? I'm the one they want. I finally reached the house. It was now six in the morning. Before I could step outside of my car, my phone rang. It was Natalie. Hello, honey, are you okay? Where are you? I yelled as I picked up.
I'm so confused. I thought we slept at Chris's house. I'm home. I'm home. Please just come back. Now I was really confused. Is that still my wife on the phone? Honey, your wrist. Before I could finish, she replied, yes, there's a burn mark on my wrist. So I decided to drive back. First of all, how would you know that? How would you, you could just trust that this thing over the phone is telling you, yeah, yeah, yeah, I have a burn mark on my wrist. No.
Monica (:Right?
Nicole (:No, but it is talking a lot, so maybe, okay. So I decided to drive back. As I started reversing, I saw it standing in the window of that decrepit house. Also, what about Chris's wife? I guess she's in the pantry closet. She's fine. Anyway, she's fine. Well, Chris is with him. Okay, anyway, as I started reversing, yeah, well, they did call the cops, so maybe they're like, she needs help, we're going by. I don't know.
Monica (:Damn it, did he tell Chris though?
We'll be back for her later.
Okay. Yeah.
Nicole (:Standing in the window of that decrepit house, sipping water from a glass, smiling at me with eyes shining greener than usual, I left for home. You just left? Frustrated and not understanding any of what was going on, on my drive back, I wondered. It knew I was going to go back to the house to look for my wife. It wanted me to see, but why? When I got home, Natalie came running and gave me a hug.
I felt cold-hearted for doing this, but I immediately pulled out her wrist to find the burn mark on it. She looked up at me, disappointed. It is me. As I finally looked into her eyes, my heart stopped. Her eyes, they were dark black. The irises of her eye was no longer that beautiful green that I had come to find so much comfort in. They were deep black. Natalie had been crying a lot ever since she looked in the mirror.
and I am still processing all of what just happened. It's been a complete day since her eyes changed color and there have been no more sightings of the entity. Life is seemingly normal, not perfect anymore, but normal. Natalie is still herself, but it seems to be a lot more serious now. I spoke with Chris on the phone and he told me that him and his wife are doing okay and have not seen the entity since. How would he know? At this point, I am writing, sorry.
this point I am writing this update and I'm not sure if I'll go back to that house to investigate. I can't help but think it wanted me to see its eyes that day at the house. It wanted me to know what it took from me. I don't even know if destroying the sisters will bring back Natalie's beautiful green eyes. But that said, I'm keeping a close eye on her.
Just when I thought maybe I had found peace, just maybe, I could move on with everything. Things got weirder. So Natalie's eyes remained black. After a couple weeks of pretending that things were okay, I tried to talk to her about the whole situation. But she would always find a way to skirt around the conversation. Things have never really been the same. We eat dinner in silence, I wake up at night and find her staring at the ceiling.
But enough was enough. I couldn't continue to live on like this. I needed to find a way to fix things. And the only way I knew how was to go back to that disturbing house. I sat down with Natalie and we had a long conversation about everything that happened. And she reluctantly agreed that we needed to go back to the house. Whatever these sisters were, we needed to confront them. So before we headed back to the house, we came up with a plan.
A lot of you guys suggested that mirrors might help, so I made sure to bring a mirror with me. I mean, at this point, why not? Additionally, knowing how dark it was inside the house last time, I brought some night vision goggles. Now the question was whether Natalie would accompany me on the trip or not, considering that she has been my savior every time.
We decided it was best that she went with me. However, I was not going to let her enter the house under any circumstance. I also have taken your suggestions on making sure that it is her. Even though Natalie has been significantly quieter than before, I make it a point to ask her numerous questions and expect answers to make sure it's her. I can see the sadness in her eyes, how she knows that I've lost the complete trust I had in her.
But she complies and responds to my questions knowing it's the only way I can keep a straight head in this entire situation.
We arrived at the house at 11 a.m. in broad daylight. Not that it made a difference since the house was still dark. Since it was a pretty remote area, I didn't feel bad hooking up a chain to the front door and pulling it off with my truck. I wasn't letting any door close on me this time. I had Natalie stand about 10 feet away from the door frame so that she could still see me as I walked in. My theory was that these sisters seemed to be unable to face her. So as long as I maintained a good line of sight with
Natalie, I half-heartedly hoped they wouldn't appear. With my night vision goggles activated, I stepped into the house with Natalie nervously calling out from behind me, be careful, though so much had happened, I still found a sense of comfort in her voice. It will be all right, I promise we'll fix this, I called back. The air was heavy inside the house and I found it slightly hard to breathe, nevertheless. I had planned for this trip
for quite a few days and I wasn't about to back out. I saw the symbols again on the walls and pulled out my phone and took some pictures. Everything in the house was trashed and dusty except for a small cupboard on the wall across the living room. So far I had been walking in a straight line maintaining vision with Natalie but this cupboard seemed odd. It had too many symbols around it and it was the only object in the house that seemed to be untouched.
There had been no sign of the sisters. I'm going to check something out really quick. I'll be right back. I called out to Natalie who shook her head. Okay, please just hurry. I want to leave already. I sprinted across the room and looked through the drawers. All were empty except the last one which had a small pocket sized leather bound diary. I immediately put it in my pocket and started to head back. Just then I turned around to find the smiling face of my wife.
with a glass of water in her hand and eyes that looked greener than ever. Honestly, for a moment, I admired her beautiful green eyes only to immediately snap out of it and realize that this was the entity I was facing. I slowly began to walk past it in an arc. Just as I had passed her, is everything okay in there? Natalie called from outside. The moment the sound of her voice reached me, I heard a glass shatter behind me.
I knew what was going on and in that adrenaline filled moment I said screw it I'm gonna give this a shot. I pulled out the mirror turned around and held it in front of its face. Now I could see her through my night vision goggles head tilted grinning. It let out a scream and shattered the mirror in my hand. Slowly I began walking back up towards Natalie's line of sight. Eyes closed shut. Just when I thought I was almost there I bumped into someone.
Then I felt a hand on my shoulder and a face, ew, and a face right next to mine. You came back to us, it whispered in my ear. The most disturbing part wasn't that my eyes were closed. It was the fact that it sounded like five people saying it exactly at the same time, ew, with some deep and some higher pitched voices. Then I felt another hand as I was swung around.
to ground with a force I could not comprehend. As I fell, I crawled towards what little light was coming through the door. I barely got far enough to see Natalie screaming outside and running towards the house. Stop, Natalie, stop, don't come in, I yelled as she halted a couple feet from the door. No, no, no, not you too, they can't have you too. They said they wouldn't. What do you mean they said they wouldn't?
At that time, I didn't really pay attention to what she said. Right, I felt a hand holding my foot. Knowing they were trying to drag me out of her vision, I noticed my phone had fallen out. At this time, I became very dizzy and I reached to unlock my phone. Even though it was dark, Natalie's face lit up on my phone screen background, her beautiful green eyes radiant as ever. I gave her one last look.
Monica (:This girl knows everything.
Nicole (:As I began to pass out, but right before I passed out, I felt the hand release my foot. I woke up at the hospital. As my blurry vision became clear, Natalie jumped at me and gave me a hug. thank God you're okay. Can you see? Look at me. Can you see? As she moved back, the first thing I noticed was her green eyes. They were just as radiant as they used to be. Your eyes, I mumbled. Natalie let out a scream of joy when she realized I could see. Yes!
Yes, honey. My eyes are okay. I feel like myself now. Everything is okay. I had so many questions in that instance, but the doctor insisted that I rest. This bitch is sus. The next morning, while the doctors were completing all the paperwork for my discharge, I spoke to Natalie about what happened at the house. She explained that I was falling unconscious. She ran into the house only to see that the sisters were staring at my phone. The instant Natalie saw them,
Monica (:Mm-hmm. ⁓
Nicole (:They looked up at her. After a brief stare, they disappeared. She also told me that as she was pulling me out of the house, it started crumbling and collapsing to the ground as we barely made it out. Really? I thought to myself. Was it that simple? Then I remembered about the pictures I had taken in the house and I reached for my phone to look at them. What are you looking for, love? Natalie asked as she saw me desperately going through my photos.
I took some pictures in the house, but I can't find them. I replied as I wondered what happened to them. Hmm, I don't remember you taking any pictures. She grabbed my phone and slid it in her purse, but we'll worry about that later. I'm just so glad you're okay. And she gave me a hug. She was acting a little strange. Did she delete the pictures from my phone? I noticed my jacket hanging on the door. The same one I had worn when I went inside the house. I walked over to it.
Monica (:Mm-mm. ⁓
Nicole (:and put it on. It's chilly in here. I smiled at Natalie. Just then the doctor called for her to sign some papers and as she turned away, I immediately felt inside my pocket. I could feel the small leather diary. Ever since we've been home, Natalie has constantly been at my side, quite literally. The only time I was not with her was when I went to use the bathroom. I pulled out the diary and looked at the first page.
Herein lies what little knowledge we have gained over generations since the birth of the sisters. I was about to flip the page when Natalie started banging on the door. Are you okay in there? Yes, honey, I'm fine. I'll be out in a bit, I yelled back. Something's not right. She won't leave me alone for one bit. Not to mention.
What she said before I passed out. She knows something and won't tell me but I don't want to confront her just yet. I went to work today and tried to read the diary whenever I got the chance, but I had a busy day. The story is quite long, but I'm getting close to finishing it earlier today. I left work a couple hours early and drove over to the supposedly demolished house. What I saw disturbed me. The house was
burnt to the ground as if someone deliberately set fire to it. Why would Natalie lie to me? Did she set the house on fire? I am starting to doubt a lot of what she said. Natalie keeps calling for me to come to bed and I'm in my study writing this. I keep lying saying I have to write something for work. I also told her I have to go into work tomorrow morning for a few hours to make up for the time I was at. I was in the hospital.
Monica (:my gosh.
Nicole (:She bought it and I'll be going over to a coffee shop instead to finish reading the contents of the diary.
I went to bed ready to go to the local Starbucks the next morning to finish reading the diary. Surprisingly, I actually fell asleep all while Natalie was holding my hand and telling me everything was all right. I woke up by 3 a.m. again, feeling thirsty. By now, I've realized that this is not really normal. But then again, nothing has been normal. I decided to go down to the kitchen and get a drink of water anyway. As I tried to slip out my hand from Natalie's, she instantly woke up. What's wrong?
she inquired. Her eyes were not sleepy as if she wasn't really sleeping at all. nothing. I just need to go get a drink of water, I replied. Before I even got out of bed, she was out of bed and ready to go down with me. She held my hand and walked me over to the kitchen as I got a glass of water. She was being overprotective, too protective. Mind you, there wasn't anything really wrong with her. She was herself, but I couldn't help but feel.
that she was making sure I never see the entity again, which is why every chance she got, she tried to be around me. We went back to bed and I fell asleep knowing that Natalie was probably not going to sleep at all. In the morning, she asked me several questions about why I was going to work. I made up some decent excuses. Sweetheart, I'll be fine. I thought you said it was over. They're gone, I told her. Yes, of course, I just wanna make sure. I just want to spend as much time with you as I can after all that's happened, she said, with almost a sad look on her face.
I arrived at the Starbucks, ordered some coffee, and without further delay, pulled out the diary and began reading. The diary began.
th,:Maybe it's supposed to be Madeline. Madeline and Coraline? As they grew older, the parents realized that both Madeline and Coraline were identical. And not just identical twins, they look exactly the same. It was only later that the parents realized that not only were the daughters born on the same day, they were both born at exactly 3 a.m. First of all, how did you not realize that your daughters were born on the same day? Okay. Initially, they went and saw several different doctors, but none of them could explain this strange phenomenon.
All they could conclude was that this was a strange anomaly. Eventually, the entire family just accepted it and continued on with their lives. Of the two sisters, Coraline, the younger one, was very lively and energetic. She had a way with words and all the townspeople were very fond of her. Madeline, the older, was quiet-natured. She didn't speak too much and over the years she became to envy her sister. Coraline would sometimes pretend to be Madeline to confuse people.
For the most part, the sisters were like any siblings with usual conflict every now and then. Now this is a part of their story that takes a dark turn. It turns out that both Madeline and Coraline fell in love with the same man. Thomas was a very wealthy businessman, that explains a lot, and they both got to know him because he worked closely with their father. Seemingly, Coraline admired Thomas's wealth more than anything, whereas Madeline, was in love with
Thomas chose to marry Coraline, not knowing that her affection wasn't real. Being the quiet one, Madeline didn't say anything. On their wedding day, however, when Madeline saw Coraline getting ready to put her on her wedding dress, she couldn't contain her anger and frustration and confronted her little sister. In a heated argument, she accidentally pushed Coraline down the stairs, causing her to die. What happened next was even more bizarre. In a state of
Monica (:Hmm.
Nicole (:shock and emotional distress, Madeline hid her younger sister in the closet, put on Coraline's wedding dress, and proceeded with the ceremony. Madeline got married to the love of her life and proceeded to move forward with her life as if nothing happened. A few days later, Coraline's body was discovered. The reason they knew it was Coraline was because the parents had marked both sisters with two distinct burn marks on their back. Once word got out,
Monica (:I knew it.
Nicole (:Thomas left Madeline in utter disgust. Madeline realized that her life was now ruined, realized what she had done and hung herself. Now I realized that Coraline was always the one who smiled, the one who talks and the one who can imitate people. Madeline, on the other hand, is the twisted form of the entity. Ew! Ew, ew, ew, ew, ew.
Monica (:Ew, I hate this so much.
Nicole (:Okay, so at this point I asked myself, so that's it, they're ghosts haunting the family? Well, not quite. The diary continued to explain what happened next. A generation later, the family was blessed with another beautiful baby girl named Laura. As Laura grew up, the rest of the family couldn't help but notice that she looked exactly like Madeline and Coraline. Slowly, the family started seeing the entity and strange things started to happen. Now, the writer of the diary claims that they do not completely understand the origin of the overlap. However,
They do know it happens when the child experiences immense emotion. Now I won't give you every single detail from the diary as the diary notes are quite extensive. The diary gave several accounts of different daughters being born in the family every once in a while that followed the same patterns. They look like Madeline and Coraline and things around them become strange. Over the course of the notes, the diary writes and the diary writers understanding
of the entity increases. All cases ended with the sisters taking complete possession of the daughter or anomaly child and disappearing.
The notes went back and forth on what exactly the sisters were until I arrived to the last few pages of the diary which were written by Natalie's great-grandmother. At least that was my guess. Turns out she was a neurologist. She theorized that the sisters were part of the anomaly child. This is why no one ever found a way to end the sisters. They reside within the mind of the anomaly child. This is meant
This meant that part of Natalie was the two sisters. Natalie's great grandmother continued by saying, Natalie is not to blame. The sisters are able to communicate with her subconsciously. Therefore, she knows that they exist, but is not completely aware of what happens around her. To my horror, I turn to the next page, hoping for a solution. The final words of the diary read, It's her. They are a part of her. In every past case, the final stage was complete control.
of the anomaly child's body by the entity, you. After which the immediate people around the anomaly child would die and the anomaly child would disappear. The sisters are entities that feed off immense emotion. Unfortunately, we have tried killing the anomaly child, but that does not end the cycle. ⁓ my God. They will be coming for me.
Monica (:Ugh.
my gosh.
Nicole (:Next as they have seen the diary in my position I am hiding with this diary under their prescribed markings to whoever finds this next I am sorry I wrote that last paragraph without telling you
How shocked I was. Was this it? There was no solution? Is that why Natalie's been staying so close to me? Does she realize she will eventually be lost to the sisters? How did she save me that day at the house? Did she actually interact with the entity? I close the diary, my heart racing. I cannot lose Natalie. She is my world. She is everything to me. As I looked up, I realized it was almost dark. I had spent nearly the whole day reading this diary. As I drove back home, I didn't know what to do. I decided
that I needed to confront Natalie and tell her about the diary, even though that probably didn't sound like the best idea. But what other choice did I have? When I got home, Natalie rushed into my arms and I apologized for being late. We had a nice dinner and after she asked me if we could look at the stars. Considering all the weird things that had happened lately, I gladly agreed to finally do something normal with Natalie. Remember how we used to climb up to the roof of the engineering building on campus and stare at the stars, she asked?
Yeah, and I still stand by what I said then. I don't really need to look at the stars when I can look it into your beautiful eyes. I responded. I love you so much. Always know that, she said and started crying. I held her as I couldn't help but think she knew what was going on. That night I went to bed fully intending confronting her the next morning. I woke up at 2 45 to Natalie quietly kissing my forehead.
I pretended to stay asleep as I heard her walk downstairs. Quietly got up and followed her down. Then I saw her holding a suitcase and walking towards the front door. Natalie, honey, what's going on? She turned around, eyes full of tears. I have to go. I'm sorry. I have to go. I wasn't letting her go. I had gone through too much for her sake. Natalie, I know everything. I started, but she kept glancing at the watch. No, you don't. I asked them to. I told them to take me.
and leave you alone." She screamed. Now I was really worried. Natalie, what did you do? How did you get me out of the house? Natalie, I need you to be honest with me. For once, just trust me. She collapsed to the floor. I begged them. I begged them to leave you alone and take me. I've been fighting them for so long. I've been fighting them. I've been fighting to keep them away for so long. Half the time, I don't even know who's in control. They agreed. They will leave you alone only if I stop fighting them.
but it's too late now. I'm no longer finding them in my mind. I have given them control of my body. Run, run, run. As she said her last words, I began to notice the strange inflictions in her voice. Run, she screamed. But as she looked up, her eyes went pitch black, her head started to tilt, and the grin started forming on her face. The clock behind her head read 3 a.m.
What ensued was probably the craziest thing I've ever done, but in hindsight, the last couple of months have made me a lot braver than I ever was. As she stood up, I rushed towards her and gave her a hug. I know you're in there. I know you've been protecting me this whole time. You have always been my savior. Now it's time for me to save you. Now it's time to protect you. Come back to me, Natalie. Come back to me. You're stronger than they are. Fight back.
I held her eyes shut close. What? I held her eyes shut close. Okay. Remember the stars. Remember how we stared at them last night. Remember how we stared at them all those years ago. I still think your eyes shine brighter than any of those stars in the sky. In that adrenaline filled moment, I kept talking about our most cherished moments until I felt tears on my shoulder. I finally had the guts to pull away from her.
Kelsie (:Ha!
Nicole (:to see that she had returned to being my Natalie, eyes shining bright green full of tears. I'm so sorry, she said, and I held her for a long time. After everything that has happened, I've realized that I was so afraid of the world. I've always feared monsters that exist in my imagination, and the only person I saw that could ever shelter me was Natalie. Little did I know all along that she was fighting against something much scarier. She needs me more.
She needs me now more than ever and I have finally come to see that. I've realized that I have to fight for the one I care about so deeply. I believe that in the moment Natalie gave the sisters control over her body, they became vulnerable. Somehow they seem to be trapped inside Natalie. Life is not going to be normal anymore, but I don't care. As long as I have Natalie, everything will be all right. It's been a week since and things are starting to normalize. still sometimes at night I wake up.
And when I turn to look at Natalie, I see those pitch black eyes, but I hold Natalie's hand and in the blink of an eye, her eyes return brighter green than ever. The end. Yeah, that was really fucked up. Like, excuse me? All the twists. That was a lot of things I was not expecting. No, ew. We got like other things up in there.
Monica (:Ugh. This is like a combination of all of our would you rathers.
Oh my gosh, that was creepy. I don't think I could live with that. I don't think I could live with that. Ugh.
her real.
Kelsie (:She's packing up leaving with her suitcase. Bye.
Nicole (:Bye, see you!
Monica (:Right? See
ya! Take him with you! Right?
Nicole (:Why'd you tell her to stay? See you! You
and your little friends can go away. Eww. That was like...
Kelsie (:Does her neck go 90 degrees because she got pushed down the stairs?
Nicole (:I think because the sister hung herself.
Monica (:⁓
yeah. Yes. Okay.
Nicole (:Yeah, so the one that got pushed
down the stairs was the lively version that could communicate. The scary version was the one that got that hung herself. Yep. Ew. It's definitely giving Bent Neck Lady because Bent Neck Lady is future version of herself. So definitely was giving Bent Neck Lady. Very scary. That was a long one, though. Why are all these creepypastas so long? I remember the Peeking Wife being really long, too.
Monica (:Yes, and then the hanging herself.
⁓ creepy. Well, yeah.
Kelsie (:It is giving bent neck lady.
Monica (:Yes. Interesting. Well, that was a long one.
Kelsie (:Yeah.
The peak
year was so long, it just kept going.
Nicole (:It was so long going.
Monica (:Okay,
So that was a fun one for Halloween. ⁓ Let us know what you guys think in the comments and make sure you share. ⁓ I don't know, I like the ghost stories and the creepy stories, but pretty much only this time of year.
Nicole (:Very long,
Yeah, ill.
Me too. Yeah,
right? We can't do them all the time. But that's it. That's all we got for you today. So like, share, subscribe, do all the thingies. And yeah, we'll see you next time for whatever other haunted episode shit we're doing. Yep. Okay. We love you. Bye.
Monica (:Yes.
Yes, join us for spooky season.
Kelsie (:you
Monica (:Bye!
Kelsie (:Bye!
