beware The J Man my dear when the moon is fat welcome to the tape Library I'm currently working on the next Deep dive into a topic that I promised you all I would cover but while I'm working on that I thought this would be the perfect time to share some more real life paranormal stories that have been sent in by listeners of the tape Library all stories are told wherever possible in the experience's own words and as I often say if you believe these accounts or not or think there is some sort of logical explanation the people who experienced them all claim that they really happened I've got some pretty big news about the future of the channel to cover things are going to be changing a little bit but let's get into our first story before we talk about that shall we grab yourself a warm drink dim the lights and get comfortable our first story tonight takes us to a hospital this happened back in the early 1960s forgive me while I first set the scene with some detail I had to go into hospital for a couple of surgeries as a very young boy the second of which was for a tonsilectomy when I was roughly six or seven although the main part of our local hospital was old Victorian architecture the children's Wing was newly built in the 50s or 60s a modern design out back amongst the grounds as such there were two bedrooms rather than the the oldfashioned multi-bed wards I'd previously been in the outside wall of each room was pretty much one huge window floor to ceiling and side to side covered by full length vertical blinds that were left open most of the time this afforded a lovely view during the day of the grassy Lawns and trees of the hospital grounds with some other buildings in the distance these days a simple operation such as mine is an in andout dangerous but back then it required me to be in for at least 3 days barring complications so I was admitted one afternoon with surgery scheduled for the next day and put in the bed nearest the window another boy already occupying the other bed my parents stayed to settle me in for as long as they were allowed but eventually were shed Away by the matron and I was left alone I won't say I Was A Brave Little Soldier I was crapping myself about the surgery but I had enough of my own toys and stuff to occupy me until the nurses said lights out for the night now here's where things got weird for me I awoke some time during the night and realized that the nurse had left our blinds completely open the grounds outside were pitch black a St contrast from the daytime view but that wasn't what was scaring me right in front of me as I lay on my side facing the window there were 10 or more people pressed up against the glass imagine the sort of zombie crowd like in The Walking Dead but without the gruesome makeup all vying to be at the front by pushing against each other the ones at the front being squashed against the Pain by the ones behind in an effort to be noticed what was most odd was that although it was Pitch Black outside and almost no light from the Ward Corridor these figures were highly detailed as if lit by their own source and black and white like old photographs they looked like everyday people varying ages and both men and women I would have expected if they were normal people to have heard bangs or squeaks on the glass as they were moving against it or their Grunts and voices but there was a conspicuous absence of sound from them just the normal sounds of the nightly routine of the Ward from further within the building needless to say I quickly turned over and quaked under the blankets for quite a while not daring to look at the window again the next morning the hospital bus all carried on as usual and I was eventually prepped and taken down for surgery I awoke from anesthetic that afternoon with the discomfort of removed tonsils and awaited my parents at visiting time I never told them about the people at the window as with my previous weird experience I feared their ridicule the nurses told them I was mending nicely and I could be discharged to go home sometime the next day as the end of visiting hours rolled around I tried to get my parents to take me with them in typical whining childlike fashion but to no avail I was doomed to another night in the ward sure enough the nurses had left the blinds open again I had checked earlier to see if there was some way to close them but there didn't seem to be at least not to a six-year-old anyway night soon came but the pain in my throat kept me tossing and turning instead of going into my normal deep sleep in the fitful sleep of the we small hours I turned over to see those same creepy people at the window again they looked almost pleading like see me see me sort of thing instead of threatening or trying to be scary but scary they were to me by their very presence so in a repeat of the previous night I turned over to cow under the sheets eventually giving in to sleep again I could not get out of there quick enough when my parents arrived to take me home the next day lots of jelly and ice cream for my sore throat helped to soon remove the experience from my young mind but not to be forgotten entirely you may attribute this experience the pranksters or trespassers on the hospital grounds but they were a pretty mixed Bunch both old and young which I would have to say was an improbable grouping unless they were some sort of cult family bear in mind that it was in the early 6s that would have been some bizarre behavior back then me I've looked back on this many times as an adult and can only summarize that I attracted them for whatever reason and that they were spirits of the recently deceased from elsewhere in the hospital confused about their state and looking for some guidance quite why they were held back by the glass of the window I'll never know one would have expected them to drift right through as if they were nothing perhaps being recently parted their Essences were still somewhat constrained by physical laws and the solidity of material objects I do hope they soon manag to move on and AR still there trying to attract someone else's attention Okay so I mentioned we had some news so let's go over that quickly before we continue chapter times are available if you just want to skip to the next story a lot of you love these story compilations I know others just want the more documentary style videos I do this is actually going to be the last subscriber compilation I do on the channel for the foreseeable future but I'm actually launching a second show called night drive this is going to be a bit more of a minimal IST approach visually but is going to allow me to share loads more stories with you without clogging up the main Channel I'm approaching it almost like an old school paranormal radio show where every couple of weeks we'll take a drive together and I'll read you the stories I've been submitted but also occasionally discuss other paranormal cases that I think are interesting but maybe don't really fit a full tape Library episode if you only enjoy the full Deep dive episodes nothing is changing there if you love both styles of video this will actually mean you get even more of my content than you would have previously so I hope you can join me on this new Venture I will have the link to the new channel in the description and comments below so please head over there and click subscribe the first episode of night drive might be out sooner than you expect thank you for your continued support now let's carry on with tonight's story shall we for our Second Story we will be heading over to a small house in the English Countryside in the early '90s I moved with my parents to the Harare Countryside in 1993 and from the moment we settled ourselves into our new Bungalow there was a strange series of occurrences a young girl chattering away to herself in my bedroom at exactly 4:00 a. m. on successive mornings my record player starting up with the manual arm placed on the vinyl disc and the volume being cranked up to fall almost blowing the speakers when I was in a different room to a weird couple of weeks of flashing lights in the sky and in the neighboring Woodlands that were experienced by others but were met with dismissive responses when the local Observatory was called it within this strange and Eerie setting that my most disturbing encounter happened 13 years later I keep a diary so I know with absolute certainty to date it was Saturday October 14th 2006 my parents were a away that particular weekend so I was left to look after the Bungalow and to care for our golden retriever Bailey I had made his lunch and shortly afterwards proceeded to take Bailey up the footpath parallel to our home and then walk him down the path that clung by the hedg roads over two recently plowed Fields separated by a sea Road it must have been raining that morning or the day before as the soil was claggy underfoot and the clouds above were Gray and racing fast at the end of the second field and the end point of the walk before turning back there is a thin stretch of Woodland that only takes 20 seconds to walk through but has always felt as if something terrible would happen there it feels wrong and disquieting even in daylight in the Dusky summer evenings it has bats flittering around which only adds to its uneasiness once through it and you reach a narrow start it opens out into a rather lovely hilled Meadow on this day however I took Bailey to the start of the thin strip of Woodland and decided to turn back I felt as if the trees or something else was watching me and the oppressive feeling was more heightened than usual I could sense my walk changing with the curvature of my spine pushing forward more as if to create the maximum amount of distance between the woods and myself I did not look back until I had come to the end of the field convincing myself that we were now safe it was then that I noticed Bailey looking back and growling he had started to stand on his high legs and it was a struggle to keep him on his lead I was so concerned that he was going to be the Victor in this struggle that I put all my Force into getting him moving but then I looked up and and saw what was distressing him there in the field was a male figure impossibly tall dressed in what I can only describe as black funeral wear from the Victorian era a large top hat on his head and coattails down to the ground his arms ending with straightened hands Beyond his knees the atmosphere was charged with evil the figure looked at me and ran across the field in our Direction faster than any person I have ever seen when I say ran I really mean stride his enormous span carried him with ease across plowed wet mud with no difficulty as if it were tarmac below his feet his arms swung in a weird exaggerated fashion in tandem with each other I grabbed Bailey's lead as close to his collar as I could and ran with him while he was still rearing up is one of those moments in life where you develop superhuman strength we made his across the road without even looking for traffic and into the other field at this point Bailey completely changed and was now pulling me home as if fear had replaced his previous defensive stance I looked back one last time and to my amazement the figure had run across the field in a matter of seconds and had placed himself between two oak trees staring at us whilst mimicking the crucifix pose with those hideously long arms his black shape silhouetted against the gray sky behind him and to be permanently etched into my mind was the most terrifying experience of my life we got back home but it took another 10 to 15 minutes for Bailey to settle himself after scratching at the windows and patio door while I was frantically trying to make sure everywhere was locked I have been back to this place many times since and the woodlands are still as Eerie as they ever were but whoever this figure was and what his purpose was I will probably never know and fortunately I have never seen him again nor do I want to this is a true story and one I wish had never happened if you have a true story you would like to share then please drop me an email at the tape library at protonmail.
com please include your name if you wish it to be used where the story took place and as much detail as you can remember I love reading all your strange encounters with the Unexplained onto our next story this time we're off to Arizona an experience I'd like to share with you is more of a worldly than Supernatural I was about maybe 8 years old when this happened I don't know what month it occurred but it was 2007 in Phoenix Arizona my family and I went to a cousin's birthday party even at a young age I was intrigued by the supernatural odd phenomena and all things horror I recall being outside with my family along with everyone else I remember eating at the time when I overheard guys telling each other in Spanish to look up at the sky asking each other what it could be turning away from them I look up I remember feeling myself Catch My Breath there in the night sky was three huge lights in a triangle formation soon everyone in the party was looking at these lights they stood still in their formation moving very slowly along the night sky people around thought it might have been military in training but then the Free Lights halted their movement somewhat stopped over the location we were in this is when one of the lights began to move slowly the music had stopped everyone was just watching at this point wondering what was going to happen were we going to get abducted since the lights were in a triangle formation the pointed end was on the top while the other two were obviously at the bottom it was moving in a way that it could have been some sort of aircraft but while the bottom left light was moving it was getting closer to the right bottom light closer and closer it got and right when it made contact the light simply sprinkled not sure how to describe it but it collided in a very quiet nonf flashy way the top light was the only one still there I think after a couple of minutes the light began to fade away and it just simply disappeared after some time waiting to see if it reappears everyone went back to what they were doing and carried on with their nights I'm not sure what it could have been if it was UFOs stars or something that just happens once in a lifetime for Story number four we're off to Slovenia for an encounter that takes place over the course of several years here's my story of the haunted house I have lived in for 7 years and let me tell you that was more than enough so my mother met her ex-husband in 2002 and she got pregnant therefore she and her new man decided that we should move in his house his house is in a small area Village or whatever you call it it's very small few houses on the countryside and we did in February or March of 2003 the day we moved in and everything was fine we met his two daughters their dog who was such a sweetheart and a cat a blissful family right it was we had some type of picnic and we were having a good time his daughters were already grown up so they went home my older brother and I were getting ready to go to sleep in the same room and my mother and her boyfriend were going to get some more stuff from our old apartment so basically me and my brother were alone everything was fine for the first 20 minutes or so when we were alone in our beds then we started hearing creaking noises on the wooden steps we were staring at each other wide eyed thinking what was that and my brother stood up and went to go and see but it was nothing when he came back and got under the covers with the lights off it started again we were awake until 4: in the morning before we fell asleep couple of months later when our half brother was a few months old we had a family gathering and we all at a table except for the baby who was asleep we were talking and laughing when suddenly my mom Pats me on the shoulder and says are you seeing this she was looking up those stairs where the bedrooms and the bathroom was and I was like what are you talking about I don't see anything and then we hear the baby crying and my mother was too terrified to go and check so she sent her boyfriend he calmed the baby down and came back to the table and I asked my mom what was that she was debating if she should tell me or not but then she did she told me that she saw a woman in white with blonde hair floating across the floor from their bedroom where the baby was sleeping to the bathroom right opposite the bedroom I was like no I haven't seen her you're freaking me out then she said never mind she might have had too much to drink even though she wasn't drinking because she was breastfeeding she told her boyfriend he's a skeptic but he took her to see a psychic or something and the psychic said it was a demon in their bedroom fast forward 2 to 3 years later they got married everything was fairly quiet at that point my mom had to pray a specific thing each day on the specific time of day I think three times a day if I remember correctly and all of a sudden it started to escalate I was becoming the center of attention apparently not her so much anymore I was 16 when it started the first thing was constant nightmares every night and then it progressed to waking up at exactly 3:14 a. m.
