In winter of 1944, with overtaxed supply lines in the Ardennes, a German medic had completely run out of plasma, bandages and antiseptic. During one particularly bad round of mortar fire, his encampment suddenly became a bloodbath. The survivors claimed to hear, above the screams and barked commands of their Lieutenant, someone cackling with almost girlish glee.
The medic made his rounds during the fire, in almost complete darkness as he had so many times before, but never this short on supplies.
The bombardment moved to other ends of the line, most men dropped off to sleep in the still dark hours of the morning - New Year's Day, 1945.
The men awoke at first light with screams. They discovered that their bandages were not typical bandages at all, but hunks and strips of human flesh. Several men had been given fresh blood transfusions, with no blood supplies available. Each treated man was almost completely covered, head-to-toe, with the maroon stain of blood.
The medic was found, sitting on an ammunition tin, staring off into space. When one man approached him, tapped him on the shoulder, his tunic fell off to reveal all skin, muscle, and sinew had been stripped from his torso and his body almost completely dried of blood. In one hand was a scalpel, and in the other, a blood transfusion vial.
None of the men treated for wounds that night, in that camp, saw the end of January, 1945.
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The Bloop is the name given to an ultra-low frequency underwater sound detected by the U.S. National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration several times during the summer of 1997. The source of the sound remains unknown.
The sound, traced to somewhere around 50° S 100° W (South American southwest coast), was detected repeatedly by the Equatorial Pacific Ocean autonomous hydrophone array, which uses U.S. Navy equipment originally designed to detect Soviet submarines. According to the NOAA description, it "rises rapidly in frequency over about one minute and was of sufficient amplitude to be heard on multiple sensors, at a range of over 5,000 km." Though it matches the audio profile of a living creature, there is no known animal that could have produced the sound. If it is an animal it would have to be huge — much larger than even a Blue Whale, according to scientists who have studied the phenomenon.
To date there has been no explanation as to what produced the sound. Further efforts to research the sound have been unsuccessful, because it has not been heard since 1997.
Coincidentally, the geographic coordinates of the sound are somewhat close to those given by H.P. Lovecraft for the lost city of R'lyeh.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bloop
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In rural southern Illinois a toy company began selling "realistic" baby dolls to expectant mothers. But apparently after the mother had her child the toy baby would start crying. Eventually the "rocking motion" advertised to calm it down wouldn't work, and you couldn't get it to stop without shaking it. Eventually when it started crying the parent would have to beat it, and the beatings and thrashings would have to get harder and harder to get it to be quiet. The only thing that seemed to shut the baby doll up permanently was the bash its head against the wall to destroy whatever mechanism triggered the crying. On more than one occasion though, neighbors called the authorities to report child abuse, and when the police arrived they found the the bloody remains of infants smeared across the walls and the floor. In most cases the mother couldn't understand why the police were there, she just "got rid of the stupid doll" as she rocked a baby-shaped bundle in her arms.
^ That still gives me massive goosebumps. I live in Southern Illinois.
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There is a small island in the Mediterranean Sea that does not appear on any map. It cannot be seen from any other island, nor can any other land be seen from it. On this island is a lighthouse, rotting from age and sea water, that is never lit. There is nothing inside it, save for a spiraling staircase that leads to the top, and an ancient, dusty bookcase.
The case is filled with unmarked books, bound in ancient leather, save for a single space. If you remove a book from the shelf, it will fling itself open in your hands, and the words inscribed in it shall start screaming to the air. You must wrestle the book closed and shove it back on the shelf, or the immortal evil contained within its pages shall break free, and you will be forced to take its place, with pages, ink and binding crafted from your own flesh and blood.
However, if you bring the correct book to the island, and place it in the empty space, the lighthouse will light. As long as it is lit, the world shall enjoy an unending paradise, for all the evil in the world will be contained in the lighthouse. And while it is lit, nothing can go in or out.
The only problem; you will be trapped for eternity with all the evil ever known or conceived, by man or god. And the only way to escape, is to douse the light.
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I keep having a reoccuring dream.
It's a small world, very strange, nothing makes sense, and it's a limbo. Everyone there is dead. I make a friend, unlife goes on, etc, until one day, a black sludge starts coming out of nowhere, and it starts dragging people into it. It's like the nightmare from Little Nemo except it expands, not moving, so it just winds up covering anything. And one step into this stuff spells instant doom, regardless of who is trying to pull you out. And since we're all already dead, this stuff scares us ****less.
After a while of this, all the survivors run down these steps into one of two bathrooms. I follow my friend into the women's bathroom, but soon after, the black ooze comes in and starts sucking everyone in. With a little footwork and jumping around, my friend and I make it out of the bathroom, only to find that the ooze is everywhere. We barely make out way to the men's room.
Everyone is acting like they're safe, and that they already won, but my friend and I know that this isn't the case. After awhile, someone cocky opens up the door, and the ooze comes rushing in. My friend and I are jumping around again, and the ooze is taking everyone down, but eventually, it grabs my friend, who forces me to let go to try and save myself. I make one more jump, but I wind up on top of a toilet, with ooze from every direction, circling me. I realize I'm [screwed], then I look over to where my friend was taken, and right as the ooze tries to close in on me, I jump. I try to flap my arms and fly, but that always fails. And I land on the spot right next to where my friend went down. I hold my hand over the spot as I start sinking and say "Don't worry. I'm here." And I go down.
Usually, I wake up right here, but once, only once, it kept going. I landed in a black room, with a skeleton in a cloak sitting next to a crystal ball. He stood up, shook my hand, and said congratulations. I asked, what for?
And he said, "For exactly 5 seconds and 47 jiffies, you were the last living human being in the entire multiverse."
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If you ever are in an area of absolute quiet, still your breathing and move not a muscle. After a few seconds, you will notice that the silence has a sort of "sound" of its own, a kind of empty ringing tone. This is nothing unique, everyone will hear this, given the proper setting. An informed person will tell you that your brain is trying to interpret the lack of stimuli to your hearing and so creates a bit of a filler sound.
Actually, there is never, ever, total quiet anywhere on Earth.
This sound actually covers something very important. For a persistent individual, one can discern what is under this pitch. The next time you are in such a situation, shout at the top of your longs for about half a minute, then become completely silent all at once.
It will be different for everyone. Some will hear nothing different for dozens of tries. Others might catch a snatch of soft murmuring. A special few might clearly make out what they hear on the first attempt.
What you will hear is a voice that relays an account of events about to happen in the immediate future. It's like a sportscaster relaying the events occurring 10 seconds later.
Such an ability would doubtlessly be invaluable, no? You will be able react to any immediate danger, relate to people around you with greater ease. No one would ever surprise you. As time goes on, you will be able to make out this voice under increasingly noisy circumstances, to the point that it can be heard at any time by just concentrating.
Now, of course you are wondering what sort of horrible catch there is for this. Perhaps the tone of the voice is so horrible that it will drive you mad, or maybe the voice will only predict your death over and over again.
Of course this isn't the case, though, its a normal voice, your ears receive it no matter what, its simply a matter of noticing.
But there is a danger.
For you see, there's no such thing as a voice lacking a body.
And just like you will notice new sounds, so shall you notice new sights.
More importantly, you will be noticed.
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That's enough for now I guess.
