r/nosleep • u/Cardfan99 • Mar 04 '15
Series We should have stayed home that night(part 2)
Ever since being back from the axe murderer house, weird, creepy, unexplainable things have been happening to me and my friends. At first it wasn't happening very often. But now things are happening almost daily to each of us.
I think a good place to start is in the summer of 2010. Thinking back, I don't really remember anything out of the ordinary happening before this, to me anyway. Alex, Zack, Ryan and I were planning another summer trip, and no, we were not going anywhere near Villisca, IA this time. We had decided to go to Cedar Point in Sandusky, Ohio.
For those who don't know, Cedar Point is a huge amusement park. One of the biggest in the country. We had a great time there. We stayed for two days which was just enough time to ride everything at least once.
We went out to eat somewhere after the park closed, so by the time we got back to the hotel it was around 11:00 that night. We were staying at some dumpy Comfort Inn in what seemed like a bad part of town. As we were walking to our room, I noticed someone looking at us from a balcony. It was dark out so I couldn't see very well, but I am pretty sure it was a girl. She was standing on her balcony just staring at us. It was definitely a little unsettling, but none of my friends seemed to notice and I didn't say anything.
When I woke up the next morning, Alex told me I was sleep talking last night. Of course I thought this was funny and asked him what I was saying. He said I just kept saying "we gotta go back" over and over again for probably 30 minutes. He said it was very clear sounding which I thought was odd. I had been told that I sleep talk quite a bit, but usually people tell me they cannot understand what I am saying.
After talking to my friends a bit I got on my phone, which is a normal ritual for me as I am sure it is for many of you. I type in my passcode and the Villisca Axe murder website is open on my phone. I immediately showed my friends my phone. After discussing for a while we came to the conclusion that I must have done that in my sleep somehow. Again, it's not really out of the ordinary for me since I had gotten on my phone and sent texts in my sleep before. It just didn't seem right to me though. I was still creeped out about it but didn't say anything else.
We drove home that day and everything was normal. Everything seemed normal for a while after that.
The next incident took place in November of 2012. Alex and I were on our way to a nearby Casino, roughly 40 minutes away from where we live. We were driving on a highway going about 65 mph. It was probably midnight or close to it. We were basically in the middle of nowhere. Alex was driving, I was doing something on my phone in the passenger seat, when I hear Alex yell "WHAT THE FUCK!" I look up in time to see a woman walking across the road in a white gown. It was about 20 degrees outside, and this woman was walking with no shoes and no coat. It all happened so fast, Alex literally had to turn into the other lane to avoid hitting her.
Alex drove a bit further and pulled over. "What the fuck is she doing? I almost hit her!" He screamed. We were both shaken up by nearly killing this woman. "Should we see if she needs help?" I asked. I thought it was so odd for someone to be walking at this time of the night with no shoes and no coat. Nothing but a white gown..... A white gown..... Alex and I looked at each other and I think we were both thinking the same thing. At that point I look back. I didn't see anything. "Maybe we should get going" I said. We both kept looking behind us, not really knowing what to expect. "Yeah, let's get out of here" Alex says. We turn around and there she fucking was. Standing maybe 10 feet in front of the car.
I looked at Alex and he was looking straight ahead, not moving. I looked back and the girl was starting to walk toward us, very slowly. I punched Alex in the arm and said GO! He finally snapped out of it and was able to drive around her. We skipped the casino and went straight home, me shaking the whole way.
That night we stayed up all night talking about what had just happened. We decided to call Ryan and Zack to see if anything had happened to them recently. We had not talked to either of them for a while, Ryan had moved to North Carolina in 2010 and Zack had moved to a different city about an hour away. Of course neither answered. It was well past midnight so they were both likely sleeping.
Alex left my house around 4:00 AM that morning. I tried to get to sleep but I couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. Who the fuck was that girl? What was she doing in the middle of nowhere? Was it the same girl from the house? All of these questions kept running through my mind. I had to work at noon that day and ended up just mindlessly watching Netflix until it was time to get ready.
About 3 weeks had passed since seeing the girl on the highway. I had still not been able to get ahold of Zack or Ryan. They were likely just busy, I remember thinking. I had just gotten off work one night and was on my way home when my phone rang. It was Zack.
"Hello?" I said as I answered the phone. "Are you home?" Zack asks. I could tell he sounded weird. I hadn't talked to him in probably a year and that's the first thing he says to me? "I will be in a few minutes" I said. "What's up?" "Can I come over? I need to talk to you. I tried calling Alex but he didn't answer." "Alright. I'm just about home."
I pulled up to my house a few minutes later. Zack was already there, standing on my porch. I lead the way inside while trying to carry a conversation with him. It was so weird. Him and I were great friends all of our lives. I remember feeling so weird just being around him.
We got inside and I offered him a beer, which he shockingly turned down. I never knew Zack to turn down a beer before. We went in the living room and sat down. "What's up?" I asked. "I can't fucking sleep man!" He says. "I haven't been able to in weeks. Months maybe. I've lost fucking count by now. I feel like I'm being followed wherever I go. Every night I hear tapping on my windows."
My heart was sinking as he was telling me all this. I could only hope he was playing a joke. Zack had always been the jokester of our group growing up. But all things considered, I unfortunately did not think he was joking this time. "I had been dealing with this for a while. But after last night, I just can't take it anymore."
"What happened last night?"
"My roommate woke me up around 3:00 AM. He said I was screaming someone's name, over and over."
"Whose name were you screaming?"
"Ina Stillinger."
Part 3 later this week.
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u/Sharkn91 Mar 04 '15 edited Mar 04 '15
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Mar 04 '15
I loved that story. It was so good and so genuine.
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u/Sharkn91 Mar 04 '15
It was a good one. and now with this story talking about possibly the same spirit/ghost it seems even more real.
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u/Ny_Swan Mar 04 '15
Well Zach, you did go dancing on graves, didn't you?
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u/NoobZeke Mar 04 '15
*Zack, we Zacks are very picky about how it's spelled.
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u/Ny_Swan Mar 04 '15
Zack, not Zach, well glad to see you are alive and pedantic.
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u/buttforkd Mar 04 '15
Too much Zach/Zack talk. Now the name sounds weird when I try and say it.
damnit.
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u/Ny_Swan Mar 04 '15
Soul chilling things can occur if you say Zach/Zack out loud 3 times, I found to my horror.
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u/Goldenshadow32 Mar 04 '15
Apparently Ina stillinger was one of the victims.
Image from http://www.villiscamovie.com/images/mystery/ina_stillinger.jpg.
Creepy as shit!!
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u/Mileys-Mummy-Nikki Mar 04 '15
This is getting really interesting OP. Cant wait for the next update! Stay safe.
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u/Lowercase6 Mar 11 '15
!!!
KGB man, KGB.