Spoooky Coincidence
B3ta's very own Fraser was once a cycle courier. On one job out to docklands his radio gave out, so he had to find a public phonebox to ring back to base.
He'd just located one when it began to ring. Picking it up, it was (obviously) a wrong number, but Fraser recognised the voice. Turned out it was a mate of his he hadn't seen for ages.
What spoooky* coincidences have you encountered?
* spoooky should always have three o's. 100% fact
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
B3ta's very own Fraser was once a cycle courier. On one job out to docklands his radio gave out, so he had to find a public phonebox to ring back to base.
He'd just located one when it began to ring. Picking it up, it was (obviously) a wrong number, but Fraser recognised the voice. Turned out it was a mate of his he hadn't seen for ages.
What spoooky* coincidences have you encountered?
* spoooky should always have three o's. 100% fact
( , Thu 8 Feb 2007, 14:07)
« Go Back
Bloody Scary
About ten years ago in my young carfree days before mortgage and a kid(due in 1 day!!), I always felt it best to hedge my bets when it came to the ladies.
I had been seeing one girl(lets call her Lucy) who lived about 10 miles away. This went on for about 6 weeks until things started to fizzle out.
On the friday we decided to call it quits I went out clubbing with a mate and his GF. Ended up shagging his GF's mate on his living room floor until we both passed out.
Now heres the freaky bit....
Woke up THREE times throughout the night with the same image in my head.
I'm walking into a house and looking up at the landing ceiling but it doesnt look solid. It's kind of like looking at it through a heat haze...Lucy wasn't to be seen but there was a very strong presence of her being close.
This freaked me out for most of the next day.
Then at about 5 o'clock I walked passed our front door only for the local paper to be put thru the letterbox..
Opened it to find the headline 'MAN KILLS WIFE IN DEADLY BLAZE'
I read on....and shit myself when I discovered that after a domestic the man had poured petrol over himself and his wife and torched them both on the landing of their house.
The house was 2 doors away from Lucy's...
100% true...It was happening at the time I was dreaming it....
I beleive there is a term for it called 'remote viewing' or something like that.
Either way it was a mad experience.
( , Fri 9 Feb 2007, 10:32, Reply)
About ten years ago in my young carfree days before mortgage and a kid(due in 1 day!!), I always felt it best to hedge my bets when it came to the ladies.
I had been seeing one girl(lets call her Lucy) who lived about 10 miles away. This went on for about 6 weeks until things started to fizzle out.
On the friday we decided to call it quits I went out clubbing with a mate and his GF. Ended up shagging his GF's mate on his living room floor until we both passed out.
Now heres the freaky bit....
Woke up THREE times throughout the night with the same image in my head.
I'm walking into a house and looking up at the landing ceiling but it doesnt look solid. It's kind of like looking at it through a heat haze...Lucy wasn't to be seen but there was a very strong presence of her being close.
This freaked me out for most of the next day.
Then at about 5 o'clock I walked passed our front door only for the local paper to be put thru the letterbox..
Opened it to find the headline 'MAN KILLS WIFE IN DEADLY BLAZE'
I read on....and shit myself when I discovered that after a domestic the man had poured petrol over himself and his wife and torched them both on the landing of their house.
The house was 2 doors away from Lucy's...
100% true...It was happening at the time I was dreaming it....
I beleive there is a term for it called 'remote viewing' or something like that.
Either way it was a mad experience.
( , Fri 9 Feb 2007, 10:32, Reply)
« Go Back