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Throughout my life I have been fascinated with creepy, scary, and purge paranormal things in life. I have read and listened to hundreds of scary stories, watched hundreds of scary movies, and visited haunted or paranormal places in my life. I get a rush from these things, mostly from the fact that I had so many experiences as a child in paranormal and scary stuff.
To start out I am twenty one years old and a male and I'm currently in the military. I have been in nearly two and a half years and have a fiancé. I also live in the south which is bar far amazing since home is close by.
Throughout most of my childhood I have had night terrors, paranormal experiences at night and just had creepy experiences which has grasped my interest throughout the years.
This story started off as usual with me living in my boring dorm each day and not really having much to do other than play video games, watch Netflix and YouTube. I also love movies considering I have a large collection I have been gathering for a few short years. One day as I was watching some videos on paranormal houses and places and such I came across one that was short lived. It was pretty much just said and not much explanation of the place was given except that it was called the Galvon house and that a family died in the house and afterwards another family moved in and died as well. Normally I would use my intellect on these things and say it was carbon monoxide or something that could have caused it until I realized they were murdered. The father of both families killed the entire family and took the youngest child and disappeared but was put as killed/missing because it had been so many years since they were seen or something like that. So it couldn't have been a serial killer since they would most likely kill the father and youngest child.
I thought in my mind that I could check this place out because it was only a few hours away and I could go on a weekend and take some videos or something and just have a great night of paranormal stuff with my fiancé. I made plans for the trip in the next few weeks and began getting all the supplies needed for the trip.
Come three weeks later and we head out on our trip. We were on the interstate for maybe two hours before going onto an old county highway for another hour or so. As we got closer to the place I felt a little bit of dread, nothing much in particular since I haven't had a feeling like this since my first paranormal visit to a place but it was strange. I believe my excitement was more great The the feeling of dread so I knocked it off, plus I've done this type of thing before.
By the time we got there it was around ten thirty pm and the house itself looked quite nice but definitely old. I couldn't put my finger on it but at the same time it seemed as though someone was still living there even though there were no cars out front or anything. As always I packed my 9mm for in case of emergencies like a meth head or something that could hang out in an abandoned building or such and made sure to have enough ammo if need be.
The house itself was made of wood and seemed to have a late 1800s style to it so the first owners were most likely passed and that the family who owned it afterwards probably had it in the late nineteen forties or fifties. I have been in old houses like this before so I know that most noises is just the house settling most of the time and what not.
We walk in with me going in first just in case and because I can be very overly protective sometimes just to scout the area and make sure there aren't any dangers. My fiancé is with me, she is a little shorter than me with black hair, brown eyes, and gets nervous very easily. Luckily I'm there to comfort her as she gets nervous easily so it's not too hard to calm her down. Walking in there is a stairway in the dead center of the house. You walk in straight into a living room with the stairway at the back of the room and a door in the other side leading outside. There's a door to the right that leads to a kitchen that is completely empty of all food and silverware and stuff. The door to the left leads to the dining room where the table and chairs still are old with cobwebs and the upstairs has the master bedroom on the left and two small bedrooms across the hall taking a right. Most furniture is still here but it seems that the previous owners family claimed most of the stuff.
Walking in was easy, of course you get that old house smell hit you and the little bit of creepiness factor that comes along with it but that small feeling of dread came over me again and didn't understand why I was having it. It was as if whatever was or is here made sure that I felt as though i DID NOT BELONG. I blew it off of course mostly for the fact that I've done this so many times and I have an explanation for most things that could be taken as paranormal. I had my gear set up with a camera in each room, one for the living room, one for the kitchen, one for the dining room, and one each for each of the bedrooms. Me and my fiancé decided splitting up with both of us having a GoPro camera to see if we could capture anything and met up every two hours.
For my first two hours I decided to get more information on the house to see if it could help me in getting some new evidence. After an hour or so I have gotten some ideas, it turns out that each family member besides the father and the youngest child died in their beds exactly as they were asleep. The youngest child was a girl named sophie and the father was named John. This of course was from the first family that lived here. They were the Galvon family. The way they died was strange. It seemed as though a large hole was cut open to their hearts and their hearts were missing. The investigation only lasted a few months and couldn't figure out where the father and daughter went. Go forward 20 years and another family moves in, they were the Greywalds. The exact same deaths occurred to them the same way but their brains were missing. This seems like the weirdest thing ever to me, who in the hell would do this??
So both families had two daughters and the youngest one was taken leaving the mother and older daughter dead and the father and youngest daughter missing. The Galvons had their hearts taken and the Greywalds had their brains taken. This made no sense to me but so many things began to take shape in my head. Maybe it was a ritual of some sort.
I checked my clock and it was 1232, time to meet up with my fiancé. I find her in the dining room sitting there really still, and I decide to scare her. I heard her murmuring to herself but it didn't sound English, I knew they she knew some Spanish but didn't know if that's what she was saying or not. I was a little confused at first but just thought that's what it was. So I snuck up behind her and grabbed her and yelled. Of course she bounced up and screamed which was hilarious but I got a big talking to and a small argument mostly because I couldn't stop laughing.
Eventually she calmed down and I asked her what she was saying before I scared her but she said she wasn't saying anything, just staring into space. I told her that I heard murmuring but she denied it. She then took the upstairs and I stayed downstairs to do some investigation. I looked at old paintings and stuff and just really looked at the stuff left behind. Around 1:10 o heard something from upstairs. Take in mind that the house is extremely dark and it's hard to make out anything in the dark more than 10 feet away. I looked up the staircase and I swear as quick as lightening something ran across the top part of the hallway at the top.
I ran upstairs to find my fiancé but she was nowhere in site. I checked each bedroom and bathroom and she was nowhere. I went back to the master bedroom where it seemed like the thing ran towards and walked in. When I walked in there was a candle lit and something was under the covers of the bed. I quietly said out her name but got no response. I did it over and over but nothing. Once I slowly crept up to the person or whoever was under the covers I heard that same murmering my fiancé was doing in the dining room. All of a sudden the candle went out. It was complete darkness. Then I heard an unnerving scream louder than anything before. I swear my ears were about to burst and it sounded like it was coming from every direction. I collapsed in the floor and blacked out.
I woke up to my fiancé shaking me. Get up get up. Are you ok? I looked at her but something was different. I checked my phone and it was 1235. That's... impossible. She asked what I was doing and I said I heard you up hear running around and what happened. She said it's been two hours and it's time to switch. Maybe.. I fell asleep or something and dreamed everything.
I went downstairs and began thinking of everything that happened. All she said is that I probably passed out and dreamed it all but it felt so real. So scary. I began investigating again
After an hour unnoticed something.. off. The rooms seemed different. I couldn't tell at first but it seemed like the rooms looked more.. messed up, damaged, worn down from before my dream. I decided to just take it as just being an old house but it definitely stuck in my head. I also found the basement.
So as I was moving an old rug around unnoticed a bolt coming out of the floor board. When I moved the rug unnoticed the large door underneath. I already knew that my fiancé would indeed not come down there at all so I just decided to go down alone and not tell her which is probably a terrible idea. It gets worse.
As I walk down the worn down wooden stairs I notice a light coming from within. The place was almost a maze with only enough room for one person to walk down the hallway with turns ever few feet or so. The light reflected enough to barely see it but the more turns I took the brighter it became. After a minute or so I took a turn and heard a loud crunch. I stopped immediately and noticed the torch with a large man standing next to it looking away from me. He looked grizzly and hairy. That's when I saw what the crunching noise was. The man had a hammer in his hand and began slamming it down on what looked like a corpse. Over and over smashing it. I closed my eyes and looked again but the corpse wasn't messed up and instead of a hammer it was a knife. It went down and slashed the corpse. After a second I saw what looked like a heart in the hand of this man. He turned around and saw me. I stood there for what felt like an eternity. This man gleamed into my very soul. Suddenly he yelled to the top of his lungs and sprinted towards me. I was in pure shock. I couldn't move no matter what. I then saw what was happening and came to terms and bolted as fast as I can rounding each corner like it was nothing. I could hear him behind me getting closer and yelling louder and louder. As soon as I reached the stairs I ran up them as fast as possible. Then crack. The boards have through and i plummeted to the bottom of the basement. As soon as I looked up it was to my realization that the man was standing over me with the knife right in his hand. He swung down with it and I screamed.
I awoke to myself screaming in panic. My fiancé rushed upstairs yelling my name. What's wrong are you ok?!!?! I looked around in a panic. Paranoia hit me harder than ever. What happened?? Where am I?!!? She glazed over me in confusion. I looked at my clock 12:35.
I sat there and talked to her for an hour explaining everything that was happening. After doing so I realized what was really happening. Something terrible happened at 1235 because both times I woke up at that time. This is no coincidence. We had to leave.
We packed everything up and took some final pictures and I walked towards the door. Then I heard a what sounded like a little girl say help. I turned around and my fiancé was standing there turned around not moving. I asked if she said something and the same voice which isn't my fiancés said help again. I answered: help you what? She then said. Help us escape. We can't leave. You can't leave. You will only wake up back here. Unless you help. Or become apart of this place. How? How do I help?? She then said: find the place where he made the ritual. I blacked out instantly.
Before you say I'm a wuss or anything I should let you know that I've never blacked out or fainted before. Something about this house just made me do it instantly and I don't know why.
I woke up this time in the kitchen. I looked at my clock 12:35. I came to accept the fact that I can't leave unless I help these people. I looked around the kitchen because this time I was in a different spot and noticed that there were drawings on the refrigerator. They talk looked like some little kid drew them that is until I noticed something on each one. A number. At first I thought it was this girls age growing up but that couldn't be, they were inconsistent. I wrote all the numbers down in order as this may be a code or something.
I find my fiancé in the dining room. Everything is normal but I also notice that the house looks even more worn down from before. It's as if it's getting worse and worse. I talked to her and explained everything. Apparently everytime I wake up we never had those conversations so I had to explain everything again. We had to find the ritual site.
After some digging I found a picture of the place and it showed what looked like a satanic ritual spot. When I read the description it explained it was at the Galvon house in the shed. That's it! That's where it's got to be! It had been an hour after I woke up and realized something else was beginning to be off. When my fiancé talked it was blurred. Like when you watch a movie and someone is drunk and everything is foggy and blurry. As I was noticing this she talked in a dark deep tone. Did you hear me? I looked into her eyes, they were blacker than darkness it's self. Darker than satans soul perhaps. She stared at me. The room began to vibrate. Pulsating if you so much prefer it. She then opens her mouth and her face litererally rips in half! Blood begins squirting all over me. Dark, black blood. I was in pure horror. I froze and fell down. My heart pulsated so fast I thought it would explode. The room got dark and the black blood was pooling beneath her. I looked up at her and her neck twisted around snapping every bone in her neck. It turned clompletely so the half of her head that ripped in half stared at. A loud moan minced from her. IM COMING. FOR. YOU. I blacked out..
I woke up in the dining room. It took me a few seconds to come to terms with what's happening. I looked at my watch. Still 12:35. What the f***. It's happening sooner. Every time this place changes it's happening sooner and sooner. My blackouts are happening sooner and sooner. That must be what the girls voice said. I will become a part of this nightmare and it will repeat for forever. No. I will not have this happen to me! But. Why me? Why hasn't it happened to my fiancé. Maybe I was chosen. Chosen as the sacrifice? Or...... No. God NO! What... what if I'm meant to be the sacrificer... what if?!!??? No. Get a hold of yourself. Maybe. Maybe that's how the fathers escaped. They had to. They were forced to or something. I don't know. I headed outside to the shed.
I walked in and closed the door behind me. The place isn't actually that big, maybe the size of a car garage. I saw it. On the ground there were candles with the star but it was blackened and the candles were out. In the midd there was a spot to what looked like a book was. I noticed that one of the wooden planks on the ground looked a little off so I go to it. Turns out it's loose so I easily pry it open with my hands. There were five levers with numbers next to them. Each lever had 1-10 next to them and you can pull the lever to match a number. Of course this was easy to fix the numbers on the drawings. But I don't have my notebook with me and it disappeared off the paper after I blacked out.
It took me a few tries from memory but I got it right. I heard a click from the wall at the end of the shed. There was a metal slap that opened and inside was a book. On the front of it was a star and some weird letters of a different language or something. I looked at my watch and realized that I would probably go through the insanity very soon. I turned around and what stood there shook me to my core. Two men stood in front of me. Their eyes were just as dark as my fiancés when I flipped out. They spoke to me. She Is the sacrifice. If you don't make the sacrifice you will be stuck here forever. Do it and be free with us. Don't you want this nightmare to end? Who cares anyway. Your only a small ways away from freedom. You just have to sacrifice. Turn to page 99. Place it on the floor. Cut your hand with a knife and draw out the star. Light the candles and rip out her eyes.
I'm. Not. CRAZY! I don't know what to do. I stood there for what seemed forever starring at these men. What was I to do? This place is a nightmare and things are getting worse. I feel the pulsing again but it's a thousand times worse. My reality is starting to become this unending nightmare and there's only one way to stop it! But could i? Could I sacrifice her? No.. I just can't... there has to be another way. I grabbed my phone as fast as I could and looked up satanic rituals. The world around me was getting worse and it seemed like everything was melting around me. I find page 99 and find one that looks just like it. That's it.... this place has a curse on it and I have to lift it. It seems that the only way to lift the curse off yourself is to sacrifice someone else. Only one is chosen out of a group and must sacrifice. But there's a loop. A loop!!!! But it's not the best option... it's not good..
The loop is to give my soul to the demon who's curse this is. But how could I do that? Knowing that I will need up in hell and having this demon as my master. It has to be worse than this. But I can't kill my fiancé. There's no way I can do that. I have to do this.... I have to... I filled the steps for the loop. It's all the same. The blood. The candles. At this point almost all reality is gone. I could blackout. I hear what sounds like thousands of screams coming from outside the shed. Mortifying. The most disgusting sound I've ever heard. It's a mix of screams, moaning, groaning, torture, and death. I follow the steps. All that's left is to read the script and place my hand on the page with my blood.
I hear a girls voice say Don't. What? Don't what? Don't do this, the girl said. I have to!!! I can't kill my fiancé for this!! I can't end up in this nightmare!!! This hell!!! She looks at me. Pale eyes. I see peace. She utters the very words I needed to hear. Burn the book. Put the curse on the book and sacrifice it. It's another loop! I sat there. It hit me like a train. How could I have missed this?? I can still do this! I placed the book in the middle of the star and uttered the phrase. It read out as followed: I sacrifice this book from hell to back to where it came from! I sacrifice it to the demon Kathar! This book will serve him for eternity to never be let back into the plane of earth! I stabbed it. As I stabbed it I heard the loudest screeching noise ever. I swear my ears bled. I..... blacked out once again.
It seemed like I was asleep for days. I woke up in the hospital. I felt refreshed. I felt anew. I felt... amazing. A nurse walked in and asked how I felt. The way she said it though as if she didn't care about anyone here at all. I'm... ok? What happened? Where am I? She glanced at me as if to judge my very existence. Don't play stupid. Here's your meal. She handed me a plate full of food. To be honest it was disgusting. Whatever. Someone's just upset I guess. She walks out and says she will tell the others. Others? Like my fiancé and family? She didn't say anything else.
After a few minutes a few police officers walked in. How are you? One of the men said. I'm doing fine but I'm so confused. What happened? They seemed to study me for a moment as if I'm some new insect they have discovered. They then told me the horrifying news.
We found your fiancé. She was dead inside of the shed behind the Galvon house. With a knife in her. That you killed her with. We've matched your fingerprints and you are gonna be going to jail. Your court date is in a few days.
I was stunned. Confused. Wait. I think I heard you wrong. You murdered her! Said the police officer. No! I didn't murder her! I stabbed the book! I stopped it all!!!! The cops looked at each other confused. What book? He asked. The satanic book! I yelled profusely. My fiancé is not dead! I didn't kill anyone! There's something wrong! Someone set me up or something!!!
I wept all night. How could this have happened. It's impossible. The little girl told me to sacrifice the book. Was this my punishment? Had I gone too far?? I don't know what to do. It was late and I fell asleep. I had the weirdest dream. My fiancé stood in front of me. She looked so beautiful, so happy. Thank you for sacrificing yourself to keep me safe. I wish I could help you but your trapped. What? I asked. What do you mean I'm trapped? When you sacrificed the book it took you with it. It's going to get worse and worse from here on out. I wish I could help. Maybe God will forgive you and see the sacrifice you've made. No. No! I can't be trapped!!! You have to help!!!!!!!
I woke up. It was cold. It was dark. I felt a pulse. I looked at my watch. It was 12:35.
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