The Alien Abduction of Betty and Barney Hill: Part 1/3

Aliens, abductions, flying sauces – oh my! Few things send goosebumps dancing across skin like a good alien story, which is why this especially delicious one has been broken up into multiple parts. From a telepathic life-sized alien leader to hallucinogenic dreams, it’s definitely a spooky tale.


As if pulled straight from a Stephen King novel, Betty and Barney Hill’s run-in with alien abductors happened under the cover of night, on a nearly deserted highway (US Route 3), just south of Lancaster, New Hampshire.

Betty, in the passenger seat, spotted a bright ball of light moving below the moon, describing it as a falling star moving upward like a plane, except that it moved erratically and was growing larger in size. Fascinated, Betty begged Barney to pull over so she could watch it some more, and the two stopped at a picnic area. Barney feared for bears in the area and retrieved a pistol hidden in the car’s trunk.

Using binoculars, Betty watched the light travel across the moon’s face, and she immediately thought it to be a UFO. Barney, on the other hand, thought it resembled a normal plane — though, as the light began to descend rapidly toward them, he quickly changed his mind.

“This object that was a plane was not a plane,” he later said.

The two immediately ran for the car and drove toward Franconia Notch, a mountainous stretch of road. Moving slowly to keep an eye on the light, the Hills navigated the isolated road, trying to avoid the object as much as possible. But, as they later recalled, the light would bounce in and out of sight, as if playing a game of cat and mouse with them.

About one mile south of Indian Head, the object descended toward their vehicle, forcing Barney to stop in the middle of the highway. (Barney claims the object filled up his whole windshield and resembled a huge pancake.) Holding tight to his pistol, Barney got out of the car and approached the object, and he saw what looked to be about a dozen humanoid figures peering out of the object’s windows.

Then he received a message from one of them. A telepathic message saying, “Stay where you are and keep looking.” At the same time an image flooded his mind: humanoid figures wearing black uniforms and black hats.

Barney panicked. He fled for the car in a hysterical state. “They’re going to capture us!” he shouted at Betty. As the object shifted closer, Barney drove at top speed down the highway, telling Betty to keep an eye on it.

Almost immediately, both Betty and Barney heard beeping and buzzing sounds that seemed to be bouncing off the trunk. The whole car vibrated. Their bodies tingled. Betty described it as feeling a static discharge just before touching metal.

A second series of rhythmic beeping followed, and both Betty and Barney felt a waking-up sensation, like they had returned from sleep or being unconscious. After the initial confusion, the two realized that they had somehow traveled 35 miles on the highway, yet neither could recall the trip or what happened between the first and second set of beeps.

One moment they were fleeing for their lives, and then all was silent. No object of light. No beeping sounds. Nothing.

Just them, the highway, and a deep fear for what they had experienced.

Come back tomorrow to learn more about this alien abduction.

The Ghost Legend of the S.S. Ourang Medan

Titanic objects sometimes disappear, that’s the truth. And sometimes, as with the case of Malaysia Airlines Flight 370, the object’s absence becomes such a point of fascination that it transcends reality, to become something of legend.

What really happened to the plane? Where is it? Why is it that even now, in the Internet era, such objects can still disappear?

OurangMedanAnswers remain elusive, yet the fact remains, titanic objects disappear. Take for another example the tale spinning wildly around the S.S. Ourang Medan, a Dutch cargo ship that shipwrecked in Indonesia after every member of the crew suspiciously died. (Which would make such a sweet story for a ghost ship Halloween costume!)

Here’s the story:

In June 1947, while navigating the Strait of Malacca, two American vessels, City of Baltimore and Silver Star, received a Morse code distress message from the Ourang Medan. The message said, “All officers including captain are dead lying in chartroom and bridge. Possibly whole crew dead.” The message was followed by indecipherable Morse code, and then a final message of “I die.”

Silence followed. No more messages were received.

Immediately the Silver Star sought out the distressed ship, finding it undamaged floating on open waters. Inside, corpses (including a deceased dog) were littered throughout the ship, all posed in terrified positions, arms outstretched toward the sky as if reaching for something. Worse still, the ship and corpses showed no signs of struggle or fight. So what happened?

Well, the answer remains unknown. Soon after boarding the ship, rescuers fled. A fire broke out in the ship’s cargo hold and eventually caused the ship to explode and sink. Whatever happened remains mystery.

But there are a few theories:

1) Carbon Monoxide Poisoning – Vincent Gaddis, in the novel Invisible Horizons, puts forth a theory that an undetectable fire or malfunctioning boiler system might have poisoned the crew with excess carbon monoxide. That same fire or boiler malfunction may have even been the fire that caused the ship to explode and sink. A worthy theory, but there are others.

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2) Unsecured Hazardous Material – Details about the Ourang Medan’s construction or history are non-existent. Moreover, searches for an official registration or accident investigation record have proved unsuccessful. For these reasons – and others – Roy Bainton, in the article A Cargo of Death, argues that the ship may have been smuggling illegal substances or wartime nerve agents. He believes that sea water leaked into the cargo hold, reacted with the hazardous material, released asphyxiating or poisonous fumes, and thus killed the crew. And maybe there was some nitroglycerin or something in there for the final explosion. Who knows.

3) Paranormal Phenomena – Here’s the creepiest theory of all: some argue that the Ourang Medan came under paranormal of extraterrestrial attack, citing the terrified positions of the dead and how the arms were reaching toward the sky. Maybe something was up there worthy of being terrified of? Rumors claim that some of the deceased were even pointing upward.

It’s hard to say for certain what caused the death of an entire ship, but it’s clear that some things in the world will forever remain a mystery, even with all of this advanced technology.

But really, isn’t life a little sweeter with some morbid mystery in it?

Non-Fiction Horror of the Month – A Visit (Part 2 of 2)

A Visit – Part 2 of 2

To read Part One Click here

When I got there my brother was parked up outside. We both went to the back of the house (I was still on the phone with my sister). The first floor of the house was lit solely by the TV in the living room. As we approached the patio door we saw that a man was sitting on the couch facing us. We were frozen solid and my sister noticed that we went quiet and started asking what was wrong and if we could see him.

I told her to stay quiet and that we had it in hand, I then hung up and called the police to explain the situation. The guy hadn’t moved from the couch at all. The TV turned off while we were waiting for the cops, me and my brother majorly freaked out when it happened. We couldn’t see anything downstairs. Then the hallway light turned on, meaning someone was on the stairs.

We opened the patio door and ran up the stairs and caught the guy with his ear to her door. We kicked the shit out of him and got my sister out of the house, he had a knife in his coat pocket.

The cops came maybe 10 minutes later (he could have killed her if he wanted too.) which is fucking outrageous. It turns out the guy was one of our mom’s old boyfriends who had lived with us for a while in the 90’s. He had always been fond of my sister but we had never suspected it to be him, he hadn’t contacted any of us for nearly a decade.

My sister has moved back in with my mom and is undergoing therapy to get over what had happened. Our ‘step dad’ as he liked to call himself, was given three years in prison. We are doing are best to cut all ties with the man.

When Evil Dead Meets Army of Darkness

Could it be? Could Sam Raimi soon release an Army of Darkness 2? And better still, is there a possibility of seeing the Evil Dead reboot cross into the Army of Darkness universe? (And better better still, would this mean new Evil Dead movie costumes?)

The answer to two of the three above questions is a resounding yes. (Costumes will come later.) And the post-credits scene from the recent Evil Dead was the first hint to future developments:

During the 2013 Wizard World Nashville Comic Con, Bruce Campbell spoke on the subject of returning as Ash for Army of Darkness 2:

The last one was 22 years ago. I just haven’t been racing to do it. Sam Raimi is just a little bit busy making the biggest movies in Hollywood. I use to be busy. Now I’m not. That’s why I’m here.

Ash would have to stop occasionally from chasing some deadite to catch his breath. Maybe we could do that, I guess. That would be exciting. Fight in a walker. That would be all right. Hit them with my cane. Fake them out, have a fake heart attack, distract a zombie. I like it [Seriously] All right, sir, the answer is yes.

Earlier that same year, Fede Alvarez, director behind the Evil Dead reboot, announced at WonderCon that he’d like to make an Evil Dead sequel while Raimi finishes up the Army of Darkness 2 script. Then, he added, both worlds would come together for a seventh (and final) film.

But who cares, right? All of this discussion took place a year ago. What’s the recent development? Where’s the details? The goods, the guts, the release date?

Here’s what Alvarez said on May 5 of this year:

Sam, Bruce and Rob Tapert and I are good friends and we talk to one another often and we’re always coming up with new ideas and projects. Sam is teasing Army of Darkness 2, which he is working on the script with his brother, but at the same time Evil Dead 2 is something we definitely want to do at some point. But part of the reason I think the last one was successful is because Sam took his time to find the right team of people to do it. We took the time to find the right script and all of that. If you had Evil Dead 2 coming out the following year, its just for the market, not because you’ve found the right idea. It takes time to find the right idea and that’s what we’re doing. Its always in the background and always in our heads. And every time I talk with Sam, we’re bouncing around ideas to find what would be the perfect sequel.

So obviously, the movie has yet to still receive a definitive release date – never mind a cast list – but the possibility remains open. Clearly both Raimi and Alvarez want to continue their respective creations, while also finding a way to tie the two story-lines into a single creation.

They just have to find the perfect way to do it.

Non-Fiction Horror Story of the Month – A Visit (part 1 of 2)

Few things are more frightening than the thought of someone breaking into your house late at night. Are they there to harm or steal? Are they violent or docile? The primal flight or fight adrenaline courses through your veins and your nerves panic at every sound. It’s a situation no one wants to experience, though some have gone through the ordeal and lived to tell the tale. This months non-fiction story is exactly that tale.

Disclaimer: We do not claim ownership over the following story. It was either sent to us or found through a public source. And as far as we know, it’s 100% factual.

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A Visit

 

Okay, so this whole thing began maybe 2 months ago. At an Aunts party my sister comes up to me and says that she thinks someone has been coming into her house in the middle of the night. My sister has always been easily scared, so at first I was skeptical.

I asked her how she knew someone had been in the house, whether she had actually seen anyone etc. She told me she hadn’t seen anyone, but she said she knows for a fact someone was in her house. She then went on to explain that she has a sky box downstairs that streams to her bedroom television. The first time it happened she said she heard the TV was being used, so she turned on her TV and someone was flicking through the channels.

I still didn’t really buy what she was saying, but she did seem genuinely afraid. She claimed it had been going on for three months on and off. To put her mind at ease, I told her I’d stay at her place for a few nights and wait to see if the guy comes, I took my younger brother along just to be safe.

In all, we stayed at her place for 4 nights. In those four nights, nothing unusual happened; me and my brother were convinced she was going crazy. My brother and I decided we had stayed long enough and told her that we had to go home, she got extremely upset about this.

I reassured her and told her to call the police the next time it happened. She had called the police once before about the guy and they turned up to find no one was in the house. I said she could call me any time she wanted and left for work.

Two days later she called me at 11:30PM and claimed he was downstairs in her house right now. I asked her how she knew and she said he’s walking around the house, she was whispering and crying. I knew she wasn’t making this up, I could tell from her voice. I called my brother and told him to meet me at her house, I was on the phone with her the entire drive over to her place (I live 10 minutes away).

Non-Fiction Fright Story of the Month – A Mother’s Tale

Non-Fiction Fright of the Month

As a counterpart to our fictional display of fright, the following story is, according to the author, a factual event. And while some may roll their eyes or sigh or shrug off the fact that it’s real, give yourself a moment to imagine such a thing having actually happened. Put yourself in the character’s shoes. Experience it. Let it wash over you.

This month’s story, A Mother’s Tale, details a cleaning lady’s close encounter with an anonymous stalker with a passion for taking pictures. As far as this writer knows, the story remains unexplained, leaving us to wonder about why it all happened. Why the photos? Why invite her in to discover them?

Seriously, ready your spine for some shivers, because this one is especially creepy.

A Mother’s Tale

In the mid-80s, my mum was a cleaner in Australia. She would clean houses in suburban areas and would sometimes do houses in rural/wine regions (we lived near both).

She would leave business cards at the local shops and got most of her business this way, and some through referrals and word of mouth.

One day she got a call from a lady who sounded like she was around 60, asking mum to clean her old farmhouse. She made a lot of odd demands and mum would usually meet clients before taking on new business. In this case, the lady did not want to meet mum and said she would leave the keys under the front doormat. Mum agreed mainly because the lady was quite obviously wealthy and was offering to pay mum substantially more than she would reasonably expect.

Mum went to the house on a Monday morning and said she already felt unnerved by the long driveway. The house was essentially in the middle of a very large, and very empty property. She found the keys and started cleaning.

About an hour in to the clean, she hears the back door shut. Mum was told no one would be at the house so she immediately felt unsafe. She stood frozen in the kitchen for what she said felt like 3-4 minutes although she said it could have been much longer. There was no other car on the property.

She wanted to leave immediately but had two rooms left to do, both were bedrooms. She said as time passed and she heard nothing else, she decided that perhaps it was nothing, or perhaps something had fallen and it wasn’t the door after all.

She walked up the hallway and stepped into the bedroom. All over the bed were black and white photos. As mum got closer, she realized the photos were all of her. Some were taken at our family home, and many others were taken at other houses mum would clean. Some pictures were taken through windows or over fences.

She used the house phone to call the police and immediately drive to the end of the driveway. The lady ended up being investigated but continued to claim that it was a break-in. After some time, the police stopped with their searching and we ended up moving to a new town 4 months later.

Every time mum tells me this story I get serious chills. Absolutely a true story too. To the day my mum thinks the lady had something to do with it. But why? And for what purpose?

Horror Fiction – The Life in the Machine – Part 3 of 3

The Life in the Machine – Part 3 of 3

 

“Thank you for coming back. Pray tell us, do you have any requests of us?”

I hesitated, before saying “There is nothing you can do for me that pleases me, but for you to be good to one another, and to contact me with your wishes and fears.”

The creature responded “We know you come from a different world, and we are afraid. We understand how vulnerable we are, and how incomplete our experience is. Please, allow us to join you in the world that you created our world from.”

I began crying behind my computer, as I responded “I do not know how”.

The creature responded: “At risk of offending you, please understand the severity of our situation. By living in a world that is incomplete, we are at constant risk of disappearing forever, never to be seen again. We would never even consciously realize that our end had come.”

I realized that they were unable to comprehend that I only had absolute power within their world and not outside of it. They also did not realize that my knowledge of their world was limited. I may have created it through simple laws, but those simple laws gave way to a reality of its own that is more complex than I can comprehend.

I responded again “I only have power in your world. In my world I have no power, and so I cannot bring you there, because my world is not under my control. I also do not understand the world I have created. I do not know what is best for you. Only you do, and you have to inform me what you want.”

And the man waited for a moment. I was about to think they were going to end communicating with me, before their wisest man responded:

“You have created a world that is incomplete, with creatures that cannot escape it, and you have no power to save them. They are completely unfree, and they have no power. We are completely at your mercy, and so we ask you from the deepest of our heart:

End us.”

By now I was crying, as I was confused and asked to do the impossible. My own child was asking me to kill it.

This is when I noticed the lights in my room flickering, before my computer suddenly shut down. I screamed. Upon trying to turn on my computer again, I noticed it wasn’t working. I called the power company, who told me that due to an accident, a power surge had travelled through the grid. They promised me they would pay me for any damage done.

I hung up and contemplated. The coincidence of what had just happened was too great to be imaginable. And I wondered. If these creatures were at the mercy of a confused creator, could the same be said of me? And is so, did my creator just prevent me from repeating his own mistake?

 

Did you miss the first two parts – Read them here

 The Life in the Machine – Part 1

The Life in the Machine – Part 2

Horror Fiction – The Life in the Machine – Part 2 of 3

The Life in the Machine – Part 2 of 3

The Life in the Machine – Part 1

I didn’t know what to do with it, but I concluded that these organisms must have somehow noticed that the smiley and the name I had written were “special”. The fighting disturbed me, and so I decided to create a massive mountain ridge through volcanic eruptions to separate the two groups.

By this time, changes were happening fast, compared to earlier. While I had to spend a night sleeping to see tribes evolve in my simulation, while I was getting something to eat or take a bathroom break, I would notice the tribesmen wearing different styles of clothing, or having changed their type of dwelling.

Their numbers were also continually increasing. At some point, I noticed the creatures began making their own symbols on the ground, and no longer just copying mine. Most of the symbols seemed random and unintelligible to me, but one stood out.

The organisms had created a symbol that resembled them. A small circle, with a square beneath it. Within the square, a dot could be found in the center. This was meant to symbolize the visual organs of the creature, as the creature had two visual organs, one in the front of its body, and one in the back. In the square, other sensory and reproductive organs were symbolized.

Next to the circle on top of the square could be seen something resembling a drawing of a fork. Two of these forks had been painted in opposite directions. And next to that the smiley face could be seen.

I realized something. They were not communicating towards each other. They were trying to communicate to something “out there”. My meddling in their landscape had somehow made them realize that something powerful was out there, capable of changing their world.

I wondered, whether symbols like Stonehenge and the Pyramids in my own world, could be signs of primitive people trying to do the same thing. Begging their creator or overseer to initiate contact with them. However, one thing was undeniable by now. These creatures realized there is something out there.

I wondered long. Did I have a responsibility to initiate contact with something that isn’t real? Or are these creatures real in a different way? Can something be real, merely by being capable of having a concept of itself? And even if they are real, does that mean they will be better off with me initiating contact with them? Should I change my simulation, to ensure them permanent happiness? And is it even possible for me to do such a thing?

I did not want to confirm my existence to them, but I did want to be able to communicate with them. I decided to program a “prophet” – An organism that looks like them, and cannot be proven by them to be different from themselves, and is fully controlled by me.

I let it be born into a powerful position, as the son of a leader. I decided to lead by example, and seek to teach these creatures English, so I could communicate with them. As prophet, I instructed them that English was the language we could use to communicate with the “greater one”. They would have no way to be sure if it was true or not.

I hadn’t made up my mind yet about whether I would reveal myself or not. But I did want to be capable of understanding what they wanted to tell me. In a few generations, they all spoke English.

And rapidly, signs began emerging on the ground in English.

“GUIDE US” “SHOW YOUR GREATNESS” “HELP US”

And, during times of disease or hunger or general misery:

“GIVE US FOOD” “SHOW US A MIRACLE” “END OUR SUFFERING”

I decided that I couldn’t maintain a world with such suffering as emerged in the simulation without intervening. Why would I accept a world with death and rape and murder, if I could make on without it?

I implemented fixes that were gradual, so they could not be proven to be miraculous. Murder and rape would over the years become rarer, and so would death at a young age.

I figured that they would not notice if the change happened over generations, but they did.

“THANK YOU”

“ALL BLESSINGS BE UPON THE GREATEST”

“WE LOVE YOU”

And, most heart-breaking:

“COME BACK TO US”

Tears ran over my face. There is something there. And it knows I am here, able to contact them, but unwilling to do so out of fear of what I have created.

But, I felt I had a responsibility.

And so I loaded up the character I had created again, and went to their King, asking to talk to all their wisest men. But, by this time, I was not believed.

“You are number 1341 claiming to be an avatar of the Greatest One. If you are him, I pray for your forgiveness, but please, show us a sign, before demanding of me to gather all our wisest men.”

And so I hesitated, but responded.

“Tomorrow there shall be two more meteors, falling on a deserted island in the sea before you, on the same day. And when they do, doubt no more and realize that I have come back to repair the broken world that I created.”

And so I exited my avatar, and progressed the simulation until the next day was reached, and threw two meteors on the deserted island before the mainland, where thousands had gathered to watch whether a sign would be given.

Upon the descent of the meteors, celebrations were held. All the sentient organisms gathered around the small house where I had exited my avatar, and lay flat on the ground, in apparent worship of the man who was last seen there, and afraid of coming close.

I don’t know who was more afraid by now, me or them. I loaded into my avatar again, and exited the house. The creatures continued to lay flat on the ground, in utter silence. It is as if they felt unworthy of speaking.

“Let your wisest man stand up.” I told them.

And up stood one of these bizarre looking creatures.

 

Stay tuned for Part 3 at the end of the month.

Halloween: Cancelled, or Continuing As Usual?

Happy Halloween!

We are now only hours away from the celebrations the candy, Halloween costumes, haunted houses, trick-or-treating, parties, and so forth. I don’t know about you, Reader, but I’m barely able to sit still. Watching the clock isn’t helping, either. Time needs to hurry up!

In the meantime, though, lets take a minute to contemplate whether or not Halloween can actually be cancelled. Sound crazy? Not so.

After all, the White House announced at 1:54pm today that it cancelled its annual Halloween celebration due to hurricane damage to Washington, D.C., and the surrounding area And its not the only one.

The White House’s decorations.

New Jersey Governor Chris Christie actually signed an executive order on Wednesday postponing Halloween celebrations across the state until Monday, writes CNN.

I’ve taken this action to minimize additional risks to lives and the public safety as we begin the process of rebuilding and recovering from Hurricane Sandy, Christ told CNN.

In addition, residents in New York, Pennsylvania, and Connecticut have been asked to not celebrate Halloween on October 31, and many Halloween celebrations and parades have been cancelled or postponed.

However, while many on the East Coast have decided not to celebrate the holiday, some are using Halloween as a release from the recent devastation.

We were already planning on having a party, Brooklyn resident Adam Scher told CNN. But now that nobody can get into Manhattan we are really having a party.

Along with his business partner, Scher is holding a party within their public relations office in Clinton Hill.

People need something to do tonight. Everyone has been cooped up inside for the past four days, and nobody has anywhere to go or anything to do, so why not provide them with some fun celebratory festivities!

Yeah, New York may not be the best for trick-or-treating, right now.

But Scher is not alone in this determination to celebrate Halloween:

A 13-floor, 70-unit apartment building in Hoboken, New Jersey, is out of power and surrounded by water. They’ve been using smartphones to communicate with the outside world, and have been trapped for days. To entertain the kids, the residents all gathered in the lobby, encouraged the kids to dress in costume, and went trick-or-treating throughout the building.

If anything, the recent disaster has caused neighbors and friends to band together, to create a unique Halloween experience unlike any other.

So what about you, Reader? Are your Halloween plans cancelled or continuing as usual?

Top Halloween Costumes From Last Weekend

To all of my fellow East Coasters braving the current storm, best of luck!

To everyone else, let’s move on with the usual business!

So, since Halloween falls on Wednesday, last weekend saw all the big parties and all the sweet Halloween costumes. Maybe you went to one yourself. Maybe you won a costume contest. Maybe you did neither and are waiting for the big party come Wednesday. Whatever the case, keep on partying on, because this holiday season isn’t over.

To prove it isn’t over, today we’re showcasing some of our favorite costumes that have recently hit our inbox or the Internet. These are truly awesome costumes.

Full-body UV Demon.

The Simpsons.

Monty Python and the Holy Grail.

Botched Restoration of Ecce Homo Fresco.

Tim Burton's Queen of Hearts.

Tim Burton's Mad Hatter.

Lisbeth Salander.

If you want to show of your costume, feel free to post it in the comments section below. We’re happy to see what you’re wearing for Halloween.