Archive for the ‘Unknown Voices’ Category

h1

Satana calling for help.

September 13, 2016

Psychiatric RN here. Absolutely.

My first job was in a small, 35 bed psych hospital in California. It used to be a medical facility where surgeries were performed and, of course, people died.

A couple stories here. First off, when I’d work night shift, I’d sometimes get a phone call from the local police station asking if everything was okay. Sure, everything was fine. All the patients are asleep and it was just a normal night. The police then said that they received a 911 call from our hospital and the extension from where the call was being made was the arts and crafts room (NOBODY goes in there at night, not even staff. It’s always had a creepy vibe and used to be where surgeries were performed). The caller, identifying herself as Satana, was asking for help.

This would happen about once a month or so. Night shift didn’t have much staff, so as supervisor, I knew where all my staff was because I would be the one to help relieve them during breaks. I know with 100% certainty that no staff or patients were the ones calling 911. I know it wasn’t a patient because psych hospital doors are locked and to get to that room, a patient would have to cross 3 barriers of passcode protected doors.

Creepy, right?

At other times, our PA system would turn on randomly, usually after 10PM, and you’d hear breathing and beeping machines (none of our equipment beeped). One time in particular, the PA turned on and you could hear what sounded like a kid speaking but the content of what was said couldn’t be made out. Then it stopped. Then started again and then you could hear what sounded like an outgoing call playing through the PA. This was impossible to do because to activate the PA, you pick up a phone and dial 77. Once you do that, you lose a dial tone and cannot make an outbound call. So anyhow, the PA played an outgoing call for hours, yet not a single phone was ringing in the hospital so we weren’t sure what was happening, let alone how.

It finally stopped around 6AM and our patients were pissed. Imagine trying to fall asleep to that. To this day, nobody knew how that happened and the technician we called out at the time thought we were pranking him.

h1

January 25, 2016

I was sitting downstairs minding my own business when my sister yells down for me to come up stairs, I argue back for her to come down and stop being lazy. This goes on for around two minutes and I am highly irritated. All of a sudden I go cold and realise, my sister is in Japan for travel. But it was her exact voice. So at this point I am freaking out and I grab and knife and go upstairs, walk into my sisters room and the rain on the window was dripping down except for one circle around the size of a plate, which the rain was not touching but drizzling around the edges. So very strange. I called my sister and she confirmed she was fine and had no idea what it was upstairs

h1

Wake Up.

August 17, 2015

This almost happened to my sister.

She was at the bar with her girlfriend, who ended up ditching her at the bar for someone else. At this point she is already super drunk, but because she was just ditched by her girlfriend, she decided to take a few more shots. The bartender kicks her out of the bar because she is being a sloppy black out drunk. It’s the dead of winter in MN, and this is before everyone had a cell phone. So she starts to walk, but it’s snowing and it’s icey, and all she has for warmth is a thin coat. She kept falling and landing in the ditch, eventually she just laid there and closed her eyes and started falling asleep. She told me that she was startled awake by someone yelling “WAKE UP”, but she didn’t see anyone around. Almost blackout drunk and covered in snow, she made it the two miles home. She woke up in the entry way of her house, soaking wet. I don’t believe in supernatural stuff really, but she thinks someone was watching out for her.

h1

“did it sound like a young male?”

June 15, 2015

I was living with my sister and her husband in Vegas. It was a one bedroom apartment on the top floor of a 3 story complex.

One day I was getting ready for work and called my sister because I was looking for nail clippers. Both my sister and her husband had already left for work so I called her and sled of she had any. She told me she had one on her dresser so I went to look for it and that’s when I heard a voice asking for help.

It was clear and sounded like a young Caucasian male (I am of Mexican decent and my brother in law is from south America ). So naturally I was confused and looked around. Again, it was a one bedroom apartment and it wasn’t very big so it would have been easy to spot an intruder. I didn’t see anyone so I went back to look for the clippers. There it is again, the male asking for help, “hello can you help me?” I ask who is there and he just ask for help again. I tell him sorry I can’t I have to go to work and that’s that.

Fast forward to the end of my shift and I’m home from work. I tell my sister about someone asking for help and she asks, “did it sound like a young male?” At first, I thought I had already told her and she was just repeating it to me. I ask if I had already told her and she says, “no, I’ve heard it too.” I think she’s trolling me so I don’t think much of it.

My brother in law comes home from work 30 minutes later. My sister then asks him “guess who crazyfox86 talked to today?” He turns pale and gets a stern loom on his face. “Did the young guy ask you for help?” Now I am freaked out because he had just walked in and immediately knew what had happend. My sister was watching tv and didn’t have her phone near her so there was no way she could have told him. Never heard anything else after that but it was freaky that they both had experienced the same thing before.

– posted by crazyfox86; reddit

h1

The Elevator

May 14, 2014

Another time I was at the nurse’s station and we heard the bell in the elevator ringing. Someone was yelling “Help!” and we heard pounding. We called security to tell them someone was stuck in the elevator. I then walked over to the elevator doors and was shouting to the person to try to stay calm and help was on the way. She just kept yelling for help, banging, and ringing the bell. Security called the nurses station to say all of the elevators were working and they didn’t find anyone stuck. At this moment, whoever was in the elevator was suddenly quiet.

A few times I have been on the elevator and for no reason it went to the 5th floor. The 5th floor is totally unoccupied, but used to be a hospice unit. I would be going up from the ground floor and the only button lit up would be 3. But the elevator would pass my floor, go to 5th, open the door…. no one there. I never was brave enough to step foot onto the 5th floor.

– Posted by Clovery ; Allnurses

h1

Video: Rearranging Photo Frames

December 14, 2013

https://vimeo.com/62642949 (keep your eye focused on the top bookshelf)

Reddit, meet my father or his rather bald head to be precise. Since moving into their new house about 5 years ago oddly spooky things have happened.

Note: My father doesn’t believe in ghosts or life after death.

Here’s the story thus far, since moving into the house there appears to be a presence of some kind. It started maybe two years ago when my father was working in the living room, he heard a voice ask if he was working there. His response was “no, I live here, do you?” to which the voice answered “Yes, I live in the basement”. Fast forward a year, a my mother comes home from work asking my dad (while he was working in the kitchen) how his day was to which he responded… a couple of minutes later someone asked him how his day was again and him turning around to inform my mother he had just told her found nobody in the room. At Christmas my aunt and mothers best friend visited, when walking into the bedroom my aunt saw a figure leaning over the bed and my mothers friend saw an old lady at the bottom of the bed. Events have turned more interesting in the last few months, our friendly ghost is now moving objects, in the video where the picture frame moves, there is a collection of DVD’s just out of sight. These were all moved and nicely arranged on the kitchen table over night, my mother unable to find the culprit in my brothers assumed someone was sleep walking. She has also been speaking more often, the reason my father recorded this video was that she spoke and he tried to catch it on camera. He thought she had said “I can’t find him” after analyzing the situation though where she continues to move things in that area of the house we’ve decided that she said “I can’t find it”. Since the recording of this video (a couple of weeks ago, I’m new to reddit though so you get it late) the DVD’s have all moved again and now we have a new trick of pictures being turned on the walls of the house and the photos on the shelf being rearranged: http://imgur.com/YWx5GkY http://imgur.com/EvgflEY http://imgur.com/LOn21Yp

I particularly found this fascinating, I’ve never known someone with a genuine experience of ghosts. The next time I go back to England I intend to see if I can experience anything first hand. Thought it was worth sharing our story.

Since all this happened I’ve asked my dad what his thoughts are now on death and his answer was “don’t know”, he has a way with words.

Any questions I’ll pass on, we’re currently researching the house they’re in as it’s several years old for any deaths of staff who may have worked there.

– Posted by aRandomNameHere; Paranormal

h1

Your friend called.

January 26, 2013

So I have one, I figured I should post it before getting lost in the sea of other stories on this page. It’s not very long like some of these.

So I was a freshmen in high school I believe, My mom and my step dad separated because me and him didn’t get along. But they still shared a friend. That friend had 2 strokes recently and was in rough shape. They went to do stuff and left me at my mom’s house alone at the time. So lets focus on me at the moment.

I was sitting at home, playing computer games. I heard the phone ring, and the answering machine was a US Robtics 56K Modem that had a built in answering machine.

Picture of someone elses machine.

So I didn’t pick up the phone but muted my game to hear who it was so I could tell my mom when she got back, that someone called. So it was the friend of theirs, Saying he was okay, and not to worry. Also don’t worry about calling back. That he missed them, etc. What I did find odd at the time, was the phone’s caller ID was blank, but lit up like someone was calling. This didn’t phase me at the time since caller ID was still a new thing.

My mom came home with my ex-step dad, and I told them the friend called and they looked at me with angry and thought I was joking or something, I told them the message, and that it was on the machine and I was serious. So they checked the machine, and all the previous messages was gone, with 1 new message. They played it, and it was pure static.

They told me it wasn’t possible, because he died just a 2 hours ago [while they were out for 5 or so hours], because they got a call on their cell phones from the family members of the friend. He wasn’t able to make it though his 3rd stroke and his body just gave up. Based on what my mom says, which I take with a gain of salt. Her said of the family has always been sensitive to this type of stuff. This wasn’t the last time that friend tried to contact them, that’s a whole other story…

– Posted by WarboyX; Reddit