This picture was taken at my local university, I had just arrived for my classes, and I asked a former girlfriend to take a picture of me on my bike because I thought I was looking cool, and wanted to capture the moment. I didn’t even notice until the day after when I was editing the picture. That night a storm poured down when I was going home and I was absolutely soaked by the time I arrived. I don’t know how to explain it. If you look closely, even though the picture has some artefacting because of the movement and low light, most people have their features clear enough to distinguish them as people, like, human beings right? But what is that thing in the backseat? It barely resembles a face.

I’m sharing a screenshot of the camera/image specs for further discussion.

So my boyfriend just came home from a trip to Texas, he showed me his pictures from the trip. This one is from when he was at a old brewery that's now a hotel.

I really believe that he caught a ghost on camera but he is a non- believer and thinks it was just someone walking past the camera. I think the proportions are just off, like it's almost floating? I don't know. The eyes look really weird and it's invisible in most places, and it looks like the person is wearing a white lab coat or something.

Would love to hear what anyone of you guys seeing this thinks!

I’m watching a Filipino paranormal investigator, Ed Caluag, and I’ve noticed that during some sessions, he has skeptics or clients close their eyes while he supposedly channels energy, allowing them to experience or describe events surrounding a tragedy.

Some people describe vivid scenes and emotions, while others only feel sensations like intense coldness. Once the session is over, Ed performs what appears to be a closing process.

Could experiences like these make someone more sensitive to paranormal activity afterward, even if the session is supposedly closed? Or is the closing process meant to prevent that?

Since I've become more religious the past years I've been leaning into thinking that there might be real demons with us. The whole music industry, among many other things just come off demonic to me. I'm also thinking I might've befriended one.

Ill post my experience later when I got a minute, but would love to hear your stories meanwhile.

Edit: posted my story down in the comments

Some back story, this is the top floor on waverly where you’re able to access the roof and all. It’s also the room where the story of the nurse that hung herself, it’s one of the more active floors and people have a tendency to get a nauseous feeling while being up there.

When this picture was taken there was no one in the doorway of that room, the closes person to that room was the tour guide but you can’t even see him because he’s more to the left past that window.

Would like to know what you all think

What is their story

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Hey everyone. I need to share a story that happened to my cousin a while ago while she was visiting out family because none of us really know what to make of it and it still freaks us out , she doesn't use reddit so I'm sharing it on her behalf .

For a bit of context, we are Muslim, so waking up in the early hours before dawn for prayer is a regular part of our routine. My cousin was staying over at our house in another room , while my sister and I were sleeping in ours.

The story starts when she woke up to what she thought was her phone alarm going off at around 3:00 AM for prayer. But as soon as she sat up and looked down, she didn't see her legs. Instead, she saw a thin, silver thread-like cord extending from her chest down toward the bed. Floating right below her was her physical body, still fast asleep, while the room around her looked completely identical to reality. Panic set in fast, and she desperately tried to force herself awake. Realizing she had to re-enter her body, she willed herself back inside. The moment she reconnected, she snapped awake with a heavy gasp, breathless.

Immediately after waking up, her phone went off again with the prayer alarm. She picked it up, checked the screen, and got out of bed to go to the bathroom for wudu (ablution). While she was washing up, she suddenly heard the call to prayer echoing faintly in her left ear. But it sounded completely wrong it wasn't a full call to prayer, just the first half of it repeating over and over in a weird, glitched loop. It gave her an unsettling feeling, but she tried to ignore it and finished getting ready.

Leaving the bathroom, she wanted to head into the living room to pray. To get there, she had to pass by the bedroom where my sister and I were sleeping. As she walked past our door, she heard the two of us talking inside. She knew we were speaking Arabic, but the words sounded completely garbled and distorted, almost like listening to a foreign language in reverse. She couldn't understand a single thing we were saying. When she reached the door leading into the main area, an overwhelming wave of pure terror suddenly washed over her. She felt this undeniable instinct that something horrifying was waiting just on the other side. Paralyzed with fear, she couldn't bring herself to turn the door handle, so she turned around and bolted back to her room.

Back in her room and visibly shaken, she grabbed her phone to check the time and calm herself down. But when she picked it up, the phone was dead completely turned off. That's when it hit her: her phone had been completely out of battery and unplugged all night. Yet she swore she had just heard it ring and checked it moments before. Confused and terrified, she looked at the actual wall clock to see what was going on. It wasn't 3:00 AM anymore. The clock read 1:30 AM nowhere near dawn, and hours before anyone should have been awake.

To this day, she swears on everything that she wasn't dreaming and that every single detail happened exactly as she remembers. Has anyone here ever experienced an astral projection that turned into a weird time slip or reality glitch like this?

It was near sunset today (2026) in the middle of some fields around Segovia, Spain, where we saw with multiple friends some figures, that looked humanoid from afar, but it had horns, and holes in the body and members very weird. The 2 of them were acting very weird, walking around, almost dancing like.
We noticed them from 400m out (measured on google earth) on the top of a hill between two trees.
They eventually just vanished into thin air.
The figures appeared to have :
- horns on the head
- disconnected members
-holes in the torso/shoulders
What particularly interests me is the anatomy in the picture we took. Could it be the light playing tricks, the sunset?
I attached the original image, and the enlarge one (not enhanced, but enlarged)
Does anyone think it could be something supernatural? Or just the light making it look like this.
I'm interested in whether anyone has encountered or documented something specifically resembling:
1. Human-shaped figures with apparent openings through the head or torso.
2. Arms or limbs that appear disconnected from the body.
3. Horn-like head shapes.
4. Unusual dancing or jerky movements followed by reported sudden disappearance.
Thank you in advance!

The house I lived in from approx age 5 until 13 years old, I believe was haunted.

Of course no one believed me, and I was left to experience sporadic, but targeted paranormal activity.

I'm sure that the paranormal activity started after house renovations (kitchen).

I do believe there was more than 1 spirit in the house, I always sensed a male spirit (if it was linked to renovations, then it probably original owner/builder).

- Activity was mild & sporadic for a long time, I always knew I was being watched, by a male spirit (I never saw anything, just felt presence, pets didn't react to anything)

- With male spirit, his energy was concentrated around certain bedrooms, he was just upset & bitter (so I assume it was original builder)

- Activity started becoming more intense when I was around 11 years old, in the end I was shaking when leaving my bedroom to use bathroom, always sensed something standing in doorway, it couldn't enter my room

- Sometimes that unseen presence did enter my room, atmosphere was depressing & heavy.

- I was only targeted when I was alone, E.g home alone, & I heard footsteps coming behind me, I sensed a very angry male spirit (I ignored it, until it whispered in my ear, I ran from my room, it was thumping wearing large boots, I got out through side door & could hear things being thrown & yelling

- My parents found me hiding outside crying & shaking, I said someone broke in, since they wouldn't believe that a ghost chased me

- I was also targeted in personal attacks by one of the spirits (whispering to me & threatening to hurt me, felt sick when it was around)

- Probably my most significant experience was when something tried to shove me in my bed, felt a cold hand pushing me

- My dad heard his name being whispered from playroom (he thought he was imagining it, if he took it seriously, we would've got help to banish whatever was haunting house)

- Experiences in that house probably weren't as intense as they could've become, because I didn't go looking for the spirits, I didn't pay attention to them or call out for anything to occur

Current house:

The most extreme activity has occurred here, & is a rare occurrence.

- First few years in the house, sometimes I was swamped by fear & too scared to leave bedroom at night (I assume that's because when we moved, we kept some toys/furniture/etc that had spiritual attachments, but it wasn't strong enough to attack me, just scare me), those sensations of fear went away when my mum threw out some belongings that we think had negative attachments

- I had a memorable incident when I was woken up by something pushing me in bed, & it made me turn over to face it (was a black shadow shaking window blinds & holding me down with its other arm, it was wailing)

- My mum said she could hear blinds shaking in my room & someone walking around, then could hear me shouting

- She thought I had fallen over, I told her I was in bed, there was a ghost next to the bed making a lot of noise, that she could hear

- The next night it came back, targeting me again. It was tapping on the blinds, my mum thinks it was her dad's ghost, because she told him to leave & stop taunting us, it never came back.

My mum & me agreed that if it kept returning, we would get house cleansing to banish it.

- The difference in this house is that atmosphere was never heavy with these attacks

- I did have something follow me home from my workplace, room was dark & depressing, until I ordered it to leave, I could see large shadow in room, I kept praying & telling it to leave until atmosphere lightened (I had a vision of it, it was calling me over, I felt very sick looking at it, it was a young woman, I wasn't terrified at all, just all my energy drained & felt I shouldn't approach her, just wanted her to go away)

- It didn't want to leave, I felt very sick before I started praying, it was trying to attach itself to me

- I know who it was attached to at my workplace, he was a bully & hated me, I just told her go back & haunt him, leave me alone

- If I start seeing or hearing things & atmosphere is depressing, then it's a bad sign

- I don't try to imagine things, or stare into the dark (that's how childhood haunting started, it noticed i was giving it attention)

- I don't believe in ouija boards, tarot cards, occult, third eye opening, etc (I don't want to open doorways to evil)

‎One day, a girl asked me which town you were from, i said Anaparthi to her The next day at the institute, on the 4th floor infront of the window, as I was breathing, one of my friend told me "say A" when I am breathing infront of the window, after I said A the name Anaparthi came out from my breath not from my mouth I felt that. At that exact moment, I turned around, our eyes met, and she smiled.

He was the leader of the murder, I named him Brandon Lee... he was my 1st crow friend. I hope it was Brandon coming by to tell me hello. We had a very special friendship. 🖤 my beautiful Brandon in pic 3.

English is not my first language to I passed my text through Claude but this is a real experience!!

A close friend of mine died and was cremated exactly one month ago, on a full moon. Yesterday was the full moon again.
Since she passed, I've been looking for signs. The lights have flickered on and off a few times, and things have fallen for no reason. I brushed those off as just weird. But last night something happened that I can't explain.
I couldn't sleep, so I was scrolling on social media and landed on a video about hospice workers' experiences. The comments were beautiful. I wasn't scared at all; I felt touched and hopeful.
When I finally decided to sleep, I set my alarm for 5am like always. Work has been really busy, though, so I thought to myself, without saying it out loud: it would be nice to wake up at 4. If I do, that's a sign. If I don't, I get some extra sleep. I remember thinking maybe nobody can hear you if you don't say it out loud, but let's see.
Some context: I use a wake-up light that's controlled through an app. It sits too far from my bed to reach, so I turn it off by unchecking the alarm in the app on my phone.
At exactly 4am, the wake-up light went off. When I grabbed my phone to turn it off, there was no 4am alarm in the app. Nothing was scheduled. I had to get up and switch it off on the device itself.
I said thank you and asked for more signs, as long as they don't scare me. And I honestly wasn't scared when it happened.
But then I told another friend about it, and she pointed out that our friend was absolutely NOT a morning person. She would never in her life have chosen to wake up at 4am.
Now I'm scared. Has anyone experienced something like this? Could it still be her, or should I be worried it was something else?

Over the laat 2 weeks, near halloween, its been getting weird. First I have a barn cat, black. He came in with a round wound on him. Perfectly round.

Hes fine, its healing and hes acting normal.

But then one night I open the window because its hot and I dont wanna turn on the AC. I then what this singing, chanting, music. It was weird. It sounded like a song from a video game I played but it was definitely outside.

I dont open the windows now.

My kids have said they hear laughter as well.

We do have teens in the neighborhood but why they would be out at 1am is beyond me.

Im very scared but there is one peace of mind.

My dogs.

They bark at EVERYTHING. Especially people.

So if someone or something was nearby they'd alert me.

But still, scary....

I don’t know if it was paranormal but I just had the weirdest experience, I Was dreaming and thought my partner put his hand on my shoulder and said “babe you have to wake up right now”, he sounded genuinely considered and i woke up, my eyes were open but i couldn’t move them, I Could hear blood pumping through my ears really loud and I couldn’t open my mouth. Kept going “mm “mm” until I finally said to my partner “help” but he was asleep. I had to wake him up and tell him what happened, we just moved into his parents house where everyone sees a lady walking in the hallways that isn’t there.

...To other experiences I can't explain. At first I was like "woah, wtf, I've never seen anything like this?!" but actually looking back, yeah, I'd never seen anything like that, but I have had a couple of weird things happen. I guess I just want to talk it out, see if anyone else has had similar experiences, mostly process through writing. I don't believe in "creepy shit." I believe in science, reason and logic. But at the same time, I know what I saw.

Anyway, I'm biologically incapable of brevity, so this is gonna be a long one.

Two weeks ago, I had to pee.

I went to the bathroom, I sat down, and I peed. After using the bidet, I reached for TP to dry myself. The roll was almost empty, only like 4 squares left.

So I finish off the roll, wipe, throw the empty cardboard cylinder and the pee paper in the trash (delicate septic tank iykyk), and wash my hands. I turn towards the mirror/TP cabinet that faces the toilet, and go to replace the roll.

I pick up a fresh roll, turn back around,

And there is a full roll already on the holder.

So I question myself: "wait, did I replace it already?" But I'm sure I didn't- my body is sure that I only made one smooth motion, half turn towards the trash can and sink, half turn towards the mirror and TP cabinet, full 180° turn back towards the toilet.

I tell my roommate what just happened, and she says that can't be right.

She says that can't be right because SHE used the last of the roll, and replaced it herself, about an hour previously. I tell her "that's not possible, the roll was almost empty." And she says it can't have been, she switched it out earlier.

We go look. The empty roll (and my 4 squares of pee paper) are in the trash can. She says "yeah, that's the empty I threw away." I say "That's the empty *I threw away." We do not resolve anything.

Now, I know the human brain is fallible, I know memory can play tricks, I know this is easy enough to write off as one or both of us misremembering. But I'm completely sure, I only made one turn. Weird.

And that got me thinking. First I was like, I'VE NEVER HAD ANYTHING LIKE THIS HAPPEN TO ME!! But actually I have.

I had something I can't explain happen last year.

At the time, I was working nights -awesome because I have delayed sleep phase disorder, so I'm naturally more alert and awake at night and tired during the day- and I'd get off around 230am. On the night in question, I was heading home around 3am.

I live in the mountains, and to get to my house from town, you drive about 15 miles up a narrow, windy mountain highway, with one lane of travel in each direction. Road etiquette says that if you are driving slow, you pull over and let faster traffic pass you.

So it's the middle of the night and I'm taking it easy, just vibing to my music, when all of a sudden two bright ass headlights get behind me. Riiiiight behind me, no safe following distance, trying to climb up into my ass.

I can see the bright lights in my mirrors, and also through the driver's side window. I can see bits and pieces of the car. And I can hear/feel the vibrations of their driving, they are so close. Any closer and they'd be inside me.

So I start looking for a safe place to pull over. But, this particular stretch of road, there isn't one. So I have to keep going for awhile, and this car keeps right on my tail the whole time. I swear they're less than half a second behind me, just being the tailgatiest taligater on the mountain.

I finally get to a section of road with a big, safe pullout, so I can get tf out of their way.

I pull over, expecting the bright lights to go whipping past me.

Instead, nothing.

No car ever passes.

As I was turning and pulling off, those lights were right there, but I pulled over and they were gone.

Now, where I pulled over, there are no side roads, no driveways, no ditches. There is nothing but unbroken forest on either side of the road. I even went back in daylight and looked- there's nowhere they could have gone. They can't have passed me with their lights off, because I would have heard them, and there was just nothing.

Like they vanished into thin air.

That was weird. I didn't think too much of it, just joked that they must have been the most redneck ghost to ever ghost- if their unfinished business was trying to get people to drive faster through the mountains.

I've got one more, though. From a long time ago.

I was 19, and living in a studio apartment behind a barbershop in a commercial neighborhood. After the businesses around me closed, this neighborhood got QUIET, since there were no other residents, just shops.

My half sister moved in with me when she left her abusive, POS boyfriend. He had knocked her up, hurt her when he found out, so I brought her to stay with me until she got back on her feet. Took her to planned parenthood, found her a job, we settled into living together.

This was a Friday or a Saturday night.

She told me she was going out with friends, put on a cute outfit, walked out the front door. I had my own shit going on that night, so I was in the bathroom putting on makeup.

Then I hear it.

I hear her voice screaming my name. Sounded like she needed help. So I grab our katana and go running in the direction of the scream. (As you do.)

About two blocks away, I find her.

WITH her POS ex boyfriend. They've been talking. She invited him here. Lied about it, snuck out to meet him. She didn't tell me because she knew I'd freak out and be hostile. But they're getting back together. How did I even find her, and what's with the sword, anyway?

She hadn't screamed. Hadn't called for me.

But I heard her. I ran in the direction of the scream, and I found her.

I've never heard voices, I've never had auditory hallucinations, never even had auditory pareidolia where you hear words in white noise. Never had anything like that happen before or since.

I wonder if she somehow, subconsciously, felt overwhelmed or scared and reached out to me.

Mostly everyone was confused.

I put the katana away and went home. They went on their date, they got back together, and she didn't leave him until years later after he cheated on her and killed her cat. But what gets me is, I ran towards the sound and there she was. Idk, it's weird.

I've got a bonus one from the same era. This one I find easier to explain away as a brain malfunction, but why not bring it up for the sake of completeness:

I was 19, and I liked to party in my time off. I was planning on going camping that weekend, so I called a friend of a friend with a prescription to see if I could buy "fun pills," for my trip. Just wanted to relax in the wilderness.

To be very clear, I was buying pills. I was not on pills at the time. In fact, I was completely sober when I drove to my friend of a friend's house, handed over cash, and got 2 pills in return.

I had a cute little pill container that looked like a tiny purse, with a latch that took force to open or close. I pop my loot in the lil purse container, I remember seeing both of them in there. I push the latch closed. It clicks shut. I double check it because I'm paranoid about losing things- all good. Click it shut a final time. Put the lil pill purse into the zipped pocket of my actual purse, zip the pocket closed.

Get in my car. Drive home. Time to finish up packing for my trip.

I decide I'm going to hide the pills in with some aspirin. So I grab my purse.

Unzip the zipped pocket- there's the little pill purse.

Unlatch the pill purse.

There's only one pill.

Okay, idk how it fell out of a latched container, but it must have. Check the zip pocket- no holes in the lining, no loose seams, pocket is perfectly intact, and completely pill-less.

The pill purse was still latched. The pocket was still zipped. Hell, the remaining pill was still in the same part of the bag it had been in when last I looked. But the second pill was gone.

I checked the rest of my purse, I checked my car, my pockets, I searched thoroughly and methodically.

I never found it.

Not then. Not when I deep cleaned and detailed that car so I could sell it. Not when I retired that purse and cut it up for fabric. Not when I moved out of that studio. Never.

It was there and then it wasn't.

And that's every weird thing that's happened to me that defies explanation, or doesn't fit explanations, or doesn't make logical sense.

I don't believe in weird shit. I'm sure there are thoroughly mundane, perfectly reasonable and logical explanations for all these experiences. Sure, maybe some misfiring neurons, tricks of the light, pareidolia, etc, are more likely than weird shit. But I have questions I can't quite shake.

Where could that car possibly have gone, on an unbroken road? How did I run in the correct direction, following what I thought was my sister's scream? If I had already replaced the toilet paper, why wasn't there an additional roll missing from the stack in the cupboard? How does something go missing inside a latched container, inside a zipped pocket, inside a purse.

If you bothered to read all that, thank you for putting up with me.

If anything similar has ever happened to you, I want to hear about it!

Hell, if anything different has happened to you, I want to hear about it. What's your story? Anything ever happen that you can't quite explain or rationalize away?

I still can't explain a lot of things that have happened since his death, and I won't go into that stuff. A lot of things with my phone and his mother's, things moving. This is one of those things that happened a few nights ago. My baby has been more mobile recently. I was fast asleep when I woke up to my bed VIOLENTLY shaking. I found the baby had rolled himself into a dangerous position, where he was unable to cry out or move. I got to him just in time, and he was okay. I fixed his sleeping area to be safer. There was no earthquake in NYC. Nothing happened in my building. My bed is in sound shape. Nothing fell. No thunderstorms. My cat (the only other being in my home) was fast asleep. TV was off. I guess I'm trying to think of any silly explanation?

if I’m getting poked in my sleep would that be me fighting demons ? it stopped , but I was dealing with this at a young age I still remember seeing a demon in my sleep and my sides were being poked and my back & I be having flash backs . It was hurting so bad

I would like to see a link as well.

Anyways, I love the obscure true crime/supernatural forums on Reddit/4Chan, like the one where OP found footprints in her backyard.

Are there any of these forums in Mobile, or the surrounding area?

Prefacing this with the usual "I'm a skeptic" disclaimer. Before this I've had experiences which I can't easily debunk, so it's not that I'm a staunch nonbeliever; the point is that I try to debunk my experiences before deciding they're something paranormal. Which means that yes, I did make sure that the doors and windows were all shut and locked—double locks on the doors, even—so "home invader troll" (which tbh might be scarier than the supernatural) is unlikely.

So I recently spent a weekend with my partner for this first time, at his home. While there, we both experienced minor strange things, which he says never happened before and haven't happened since.

He had a few seasonal decorations up, which he turned on at sunset but turned off before bed each day. On my first night there I awoke a bit earlier than him and started breakfast, then wandered around his pitch-dark house a bit as it cooked. When he awoke, he asked me if I had turned one of his decorations on; the previously-dark living room was now bathed in the warm glow of a battery-operated candle. On my second night there, we made sure that every decoration was turned off together; the following morning, however, a decoration he had definitely unplugged the previous night was once again plugged in and running.

Both of us heard strange noises, more than just the house settling. There were the random bumps and thumps, of course, but we also repeatedly heard the sounds of things falling over only to discover nothing out of place upon investigating. While the other was sleeping, he and I separately heard what sounded like someone walking around in different rooms of his home. At one point we both heard some thumping sounds coming from his living or dining room; as we joked about ghosts, we suddenly heard a heavy, human tapping—five knocks—on his bedroom window. As you might have guessed just because of how cliché it is, his bedroom is on the top floor of his house. There are no trees near his house at all, and he doesn't even own a ladder.

So, these aren't really any sort of major occurrences, nothing "red circle clickbait YouTube video"-worthy, but... We made a few jokes about me bringing a ghost into his home after the first few occurrences, but I kind of am wondering if maybe I somehow did.

Keep seeing thing out of corners of eye,getting dog or cat vibes, everything is eerily silent even though I've two cats and a wife. (no it's not those cats, ones asleep under foot rest and others on me bed). Just getting that odd watched feeling, every now and again I get that something lays down on my legs and my Mrs thinks it's her old cat😂