Sean Elifritz
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I've never had a paranormal experience in any way, shape, or form. I can't even think of any minor things like synchronicities or odd coincidences. Nope, every moment of my existence has been the very definition of prosaic. Out of utter jealousy of all the cool stories the rest of you get to tell I've decided to make a thread detailing two of my run-ins with the only weird things I've ever encountered, nutjobs. Hey, at least it's a different kind of thread and I'm guessing some of you might have a few stories like this to tell.
Lunatic #1:
When I was 8-9 years old my family and I were at the home of one of my uncles. The county fair was in town and all of us were planning to go two days in a row. One of my other uncles had brought the son of his girlfriend. He was probably 2 years or so older than me. This kid, a girl a year younger than me, and I left to go to a park nearby. I was doing my own thing and after a while lost the other two. I looked all over the park for them and finally found them hidden under a big slide. The girl was crying and the older kid was acting very suspiciously. But neither of them would tell me what had been going on.
Later that night after we got back to my uncle's I happened to walk into one of the rooms upstairs and saw the girl naked and tied to the posts of a bed. The kid was on top of her holding a knife. He didn't come towards me but showed me the knife and threatened to do this and that if I told anyone. I ignored what he said and instantly bolted downstairs and told my dad. My dad broke up the whole thing and my uncle left with the kid immediately.
Fortunately I never saw this budding rapist again but a couple of years later he got locked up for setting fire to an old woman's home because she wouldn't let him mow her lawn. She wasn't able to get out of the house and was killed.
Lunatic #2:
When I was 15-16 my best friend, 2 years younger than me, and I were walking back home from McDonald's. We had only about a mile to go and we liked walking places so I have no idea to this day why he did it but my friend suddenly put out his thumb to hitch a ride. A muscle car in gray primer (Can't remember the make. It was a Nova or GTO or something like that) stopped. I looked inside and the driver was a scruffy looking guy with long, curly hair in perhaps his mid to late twenties and he was wearing sunglasses. He looked like our kind of guy so I felt perfectly comfortable getting into the backseat. My friend got into the passenger seat.
Things got weird the moment we started moving. My friend was the talky, charismatic type (He has since passed away from cancer) so he instantly tried to start a conversation. The driver completely ignored every word he said, just kept looking straight ahead as he drove. So my friend kept trying and the guy kept quiet. Eventually he started asking him things like, "Is something the matter?" and "Is everything OK?" The man continued to ignore him. At that point the two of us were looking at each other as if to say, "Wtf?"
Things got worse because he drove passed where we had told him we wanted to go and he headed out toward the outskirts of town. My friend didn't give up, kept attempting to get some kind of response from him. I was getting extremely nervous and I leaned forward and peered over the man's shoulder attempting to see behind his sunglasses. Nervousness became grave concern because the guy had no emotion in his eyes at all, it looked like the gaze of a mannequin.
We ended up on a back road in the woods and still my buddy was talking to him and getting no reply and he abruptly pulled off the road and into a cul-de-sac. He parked the car and got out. He walked a few feet out in front of the car and started pacing back and fourth as though he were waiting or thinking about something. My friend and I were watching him, talking some, and thinking about swinging the doors open and bolting but we were so damned freaked out that we didn't move, just kept watching him as he walked back and fourth. My friend speculated that he was stoned out of his mind but I was thinking more along the lines of John Wayne Gacy.
After 2-3 minutes the man got back into the car, started it up, and began driving again. He drove us to the spot we had told him we wanted to be dropped off at, stopped, we got out, and he drove off. He hadn't uttered a sound throughout the entire weird episode.
Lunatic #1:
When I was 8-9 years old my family and I were at the home of one of my uncles. The county fair was in town and all of us were planning to go two days in a row. One of my other uncles had brought the son of his girlfriend. He was probably 2 years or so older than me. This kid, a girl a year younger than me, and I left to go to a park nearby. I was doing my own thing and after a while lost the other two. I looked all over the park for them and finally found them hidden under a big slide. The girl was crying and the older kid was acting very suspiciously. But neither of them would tell me what had been going on.
Later that night after we got back to my uncle's I happened to walk into one of the rooms upstairs and saw the girl naked and tied to the posts of a bed. The kid was on top of her holding a knife. He didn't come towards me but showed me the knife and threatened to do this and that if I told anyone. I ignored what he said and instantly bolted downstairs and told my dad. My dad broke up the whole thing and my uncle left with the kid immediately.
Fortunately I never saw this budding rapist again but a couple of years later he got locked up for setting fire to an old woman's home because she wouldn't let him mow her lawn. She wasn't able to get out of the house and was killed.
Lunatic #2:
When I was 15-16 my best friend, 2 years younger than me, and I were walking back home from McDonald's. We had only about a mile to go and we liked walking places so I have no idea to this day why he did it but my friend suddenly put out his thumb to hitch a ride. A muscle car in gray primer (Can't remember the make. It was a Nova or GTO or something like that) stopped. I looked inside and the driver was a scruffy looking guy with long, curly hair in perhaps his mid to late twenties and he was wearing sunglasses. He looked like our kind of guy so I felt perfectly comfortable getting into the backseat. My friend got into the passenger seat.
Things got weird the moment we started moving. My friend was the talky, charismatic type (He has since passed away from cancer) so he instantly tried to start a conversation. The driver completely ignored every word he said, just kept looking straight ahead as he drove. So my friend kept trying and the guy kept quiet. Eventually he started asking him things like, "Is something the matter?" and "Is everything OK?" The man continued to ignore him. At that point the two of us were looking at each other as if to say, "Wtf?"
Things got worse because he drove passed where we had told him we wanted to go and he headed out toward the outskirts of town. My friend didn't give up, kept attempting to get some kind of response from him. I was getting extremely nervous and I leaned forward and peered over the man's shoulder attempting to see behind his sunglasses. Nervousness became grave concern because the guy had no emotion in his eyes at all, it looked like the gaze of a mannequin.
We ended up on a back road in the woods and still my buddy was talking to him and getting no reply and he abruptly pulled off the road and into a cul-de-sac. He parked the car and got out. He walked a few feet out in front of the car and started pacing back and fourth as though he were waiting or thinking about something. My friend and I were watching him, talking some, and thinking about swinging the doors open and bolting but we were so damned freaked out that we didn't move, just kept watching him as he walked back and fourth. My friend speculated that he was stoned out of his mind but I was thinking more along the lines of John Wayne Gacy.
After 2-3 minutes the man got back into the car, started it up, and began driving again. He drove us to the spot we had told him we wanted to be dropped off at, stopped, we got out, and he drove off. He hadn't uttered a sound throughout the entire weird episode.
and as a friend would say put them all in a real war hot zone 
and give them all a pocket knife, rope and some string : The three Rambo's
