Gather 'round the campfire and allow Ragg spin you a tale of mystery, suspense, and horror.
And the best part about it is... it's true.
Have you ever felt like you were being watched, as if some unseen being was standing right next to you, breathing down your neck? And every hair on your body comes to attention as chills roll down your spine?
Do you sometimes find yourself stepping faster through the darkness to your bed when you turn the lights out at night? You feel that someone, or something, is going to pull together in the shadows and grab you because your stomach turns and your nerves reach their bitter end.
Have you ever woken up in the early hours of the morning, turned on your light, and glanced around your room because you were touched by a cool hand, or someone whispered your name in your ear, only to find that you were completely alone? The only thing that remains is that feeling in your gut that tells you don't close your eyes, or don't, under any circumstance, surrender yourself to the darkness once more.
Something lies in wait for you there; waiting to place it's bony fingers on your warm skin.
And for a brief moment, you lose yourself. Maybe not all, but a vital piece of sanity that allows you to walk through your darkened house alone without a second thought. You can't do this now.
In that moment, you forget what your mother told you when you were younger about things that go bump in the night. You forget the most important words you've ever learned -- monsters don't exist.
You tend to forget about your own rationalizations telling you that there is a perfectly good explanation for everything that you've seen or heard; the creak down the hall, the footsteps on the stairs, the knock above your bed, the creeping silhouette on the wall. You forget because you know, in some deep fathom in your mind, where you tend not to venture... you know what is making those noises.
You know that there are things in this world that can't be explained.
In that moment, you believe in ghosts, monsters, and all that's in between.
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I WANT TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR RUN-IN(S) WITH THE PARANORMAL.
TELL YOUR TRUE STORY OF A MONSTROUS BEAST, GHOUL, GOBLIN, OR GHOST THAT YOU'VE ENCOUNTERED.
MINE WILL BE IN THE CAMPFIRE. (I NEED TO GET MY KIDS IN BED FIRST.)
PS - Don't forget your flashlight.
