Countdown zu Halloween

Ein Traum, nur ein Traum. Aber auch ich war davon aufgewacht. Vielleicht findet ihr es ja spannend.

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Der leicht fehlgelaufene Halloweenscherz

Es hat eine Weile gedauert, bis ich nachts wieder schlafen konnte ohne schreiend aufzuwachen. Sehr lange war ich nicht in der Lage, es irgendwem überhaupt zu erzählen

Und ehrlich gesagt, konnte ich am Ende auch nicht mehr sagen, ob diese Geschichte jemals wirklich geschehen war oder ich sie von Anfang an nur geträumt hatte.

Es ist nämlich so, dass keine der ortsüblichen Zeitschriften darüber berichtete und auch im Internet fand ich nichts, also bin ich mir nicht mehr sicher das es echt war.

Aber von vorn.

Es war so kurz vor Halloween, als meine Tochter des nachmittags beschloss, noch einmal mit dem Zug zu einer Freundin zu fahren. Es war ein schöner, heller Oktobertag, also dachte ich mir nichts dabei als ich es ihr erlaubte.

Was für ein folgenschwerer Fehler.

Zu dem Zeitpunkt als es schon langsam auf die Dämmerung zuging, überkam mich ein seltsames Gefühl und ich wurde unruhig.

Eltern kennen dieses Gefühl vermutlich. Man spürt das etwas nicht in Ordnung ist, aber man kann es nicht benennen.

Da ich aber ein cooler Vater sein wollte, beschloss ich, meine Tochter eben nicht stalkermäßig anzurufen um zu fragen, ob alles in Ordnung ist. Immerhin ist sie auch schon 14 und wenn Daddy ständig anruft, findet sie das uncool.

Vor allem wenn sie bei ihren Freundinnen ist.

Als aber einige Zeit später dieses Gefühl noch verstärkt wurde, durch einen blutroten Himmel und lautes Hundegebell und es mir vorkam, als würden sämtliche Hunde der Nachbarschaft gleichzeitig durchdrehen, griff ich doch zum Telefon.

… nichts.

Ungläubig schaute ich auf mein Handy und rief meine Frau.

„Hey, ruf Du mal unser Kind an.“

„Warum soll ich?“ Meine Frau schaute mich fragend an.

„Mach bitte, ich möchte nur sichergehen dass sie gut bei ihrer Freundin angekommen ist. Aber mein Handy scheint tot zu sein.“

Ich wollte meine Frau nicht mit meiner aufkommenden Panik anstecken.

„Okay mein Schatz, moment“ sagte sie und verschwand Richtung Schlafzimmer zu ihrem Handy.

Kurz darauf stand sie schon wieder vor mir und sah nun auch schon etwas besorgt aus, „das ist aber komisch“ meinte sie, die Stirn kräuselnd auf ihr Handy schauend.

Ich ahnte schlimmes. „Sag nicht, dein Handy ist auch tot?“ fragte ich sie ungläubig.

Sie drehte ihr Handy in der Hand hin und her, als könne sie damit plötzlich wieder Netz haben, aber nichts geschah.

Ich sah wie ihr ein Gedanke kam und zuckte innerlich zusammen, als sie sagte „los, schnapp dir deine Jacke, wir gehen zum Bahnhof.“

So ganz wohl war mir nicht. Vor allem als wir vor die Tür traten und der Himmel irgendwie so anders aussah als sonst. Aber meine Frau schien dies gar nicht zu registrieren.

Wortlos gingen wir zur Straßenbahn.

Von weitem schon, sahen wir das da viel zu viele Menschen waren.

„Sieht ja aus wie eine Zombieinvasion“ scherzte meine Frau.

Mir war nicht zum lachen zumute, also grunzte ich nur vor mich hin, zog mir die Kapuze über den Kopf und ging weiter.

Meine Frau schaute mich argwöhnisch an.

„Mir ist kalt“ log ich sie an.

In Wahrheit war mir übel, weil mir die Szene die sich vor uns aufbaute tatsächlich schon sehr seltsam vorkam.

Ich hatte mich nicht geirrt.

Als wir ungefähr fünfzig Meter vor der Straßenbahnhaltestelle waren, überkam uns nackte Panik.

Hauptsächlich hatten wir beide sofort wahnsinnige Angst um unser Kind, welches vermutlich nun schon auf dem Heimweg war und diese Haltestelle war der Endpunkt, wenn sie aus dem Zug ausgestiegen war.

Der Anblick der sich uns bot, war schwer zu definieren.

Rechts von uns stand ein Bus voll mit schreienden Mädchen und um den Bus herum standen gefühlt hunderte Menschen, die alle schauen wollten was passiert ist.

Vor dem Bus, nur wenige Meter weiter links stand, mitten auf der Kreuzung die Straßenbahn.

Mehrere junge Männer, schienen mit einer braunen Plane den Einblick ins innere des letzten Wagens verbergen zu wollen.

Das nützte leider nichts, da sich die Tür öffnete.

Mir wurde schlecht.

Wir waren nur noch ungefähr zehn Meter von der Bahn weg und nun verstand ich warum die Mädchen kreischten als hätten sie den Teufel persönlich gesehen

Es war geradezu grauenhaft.

Meine Frau, der das öffnen der Straßenbahntür nicht entgangen war, trat zu mir und umklammerte mich. „Unsere Tochter wird bald hier sein“ sagte sie mit angsterfüllter Stimme.

„Was für eine scheisse geht denn da ab?“

Ich versuchte genaueres zu sehen und trat instinktiv einen Schritt nach vorn. Entsetzt hielt meine Frau mich fest.

„Du spinnst wohl, bleib hier“ sagte sie.

Ich schaute zu dem Bus, aus dem jetzt die Mädchen kreischend und schreiend herauskamen und davon liefen. Ein paar der Passanten tat es ihnen gleich und kurz darauf standen wir nur noch zu zweit der grauenvollen Szene gegenüber.

Wir konnten nicht fliehen, immerhin galt es jetzt einen Weg zu finden, wie wir unser Kind sicher vom Bahnhof abholen konnten, ohne diesen Freaks zu nahe zu kommen.

Aber waren das nun wirklich nur harmlose Freaks oder war da gerade ein Massaker geschehen. Und wollten wir es wirklich herausfinden?

Zwischenzeitlich war der ganze Platz voll Polizisten und deren Autos, die sich nun darauf vorbereiteten den Wagon zu stürmen. Sie kamen zu uns, um uns zu verscheuchen.

„Wir warten auf unser Kind“ schrie meine Frau den einen Polizisten, der sie am Arm nehmen und wegführen wollte, ins Gesicht,

„Das können Sie uns im Polizeiauto erzählen, da sind sie in Sicherheit. Aber nicht hier “ sagte er und zog sie mit.

„Sicherheit, das klingt gut“ sagte ich und folgte den beiden, nicht ohne jedoch genau nun hinzuschauen wie ein Typ mit einer Art Sturmgewehr aus der Tür trat und die Polizisten angriff.

Aus seiner Waffe kam rote Flüssigkeit. Und er begann wie irre zu lachen.

„Was zum Geier ist das?“ Ich wollte das sehen und blieb stehen, während die Polizisten das Feuer auf ihn eröffneten.

Er fiel mit einem lauten Geräusch um.

Aus dem inneren der Straßenbahn ertönte dämonisches Gelächter und es wurde still.

Außer den bellenden Hunden war nicht mehr zu hören.

Plötzlich klingelte mein Handy.

„Papa, darf ich heute bei meiner Freundin schlafen? Ihre Mutter ist einverstanden. Hier rede du mit ihr.“

Meine Frau riss mir das Handy aus der Hand und schrie hinein „Bist Du in Ordnung? Ist bei Dir alles okay?“ und fing vor Erleichterung an zu weinen.

Während sich die Straßenbahntür schloss und die Bahn sich langsam in Gang setzte.

Ich sah wie die braune Plane herunterfiel und die Polizisten wie versteinert dastanden.

In der Bahn stand der Irre, mit seiner blutrote Flüssigkeit verspritzenden Waffe und winkte.

Ende.

Ist das wirklich das Ende?

Ich weiß nicht mehr, wie wir an diesem Tag nach Hause gekommen sind.

Meine Frau hat nie über dieses Erlebnis gesprochen und wenn ich damit anfangen wollte, mir jedes mal das Thema abgeschnitten.

Vielleicht hab ich es nur geträumt oder aber irgendwo da draußen rennt ein Irrer herum, mit einer Wasserpistole voller blutähnlicher Flüssigkeit und versetzt die Menschen in Angst und Schrecken.

„HELP ME PLEASE“ hahaha

Those were her lasts words before i opened the door and let the pigs out to attack her. She was frozen in terror and there was no way to run. She got eaten by my three fat pigs which eat even bones. First her legs and than her face. She was screaming like the little whore when she was born. I never forget how i tortured her and carved names in her skin while she was in agony.

Screaming „PLEASE STOP DAD PLEASE“ while i chopped her skin slowly from her foot. Those were my favorite momenty with my daughter… That whore who had killed all my other children and my wife. She ruined everything.. The day she was born i hated her. I knew something was wrong but that she would kill all of our family while we were sleeping was never expected. She was six when she bit one of her brothers neck and he died before we reached the hospital.

Than after years and years she ate my wife while i was at work and the rest of the family was found dead. A human could possibly not be at work here. So i made up my mind and planned to extract the evil out of her by torture.

But it all was just for nothing… I still ended up back in my cell because the judge was not believing me.

I woke up in a psychatric clinic and the bad dreams stopped when my doctor gave me my pills. I fell asleep and woke up in prison. I slowly stood up and went to the door.. another day of never ending nightmares.

– CIRKOW RICHIE, Murderer of five people. Soon sentenced to death for killing his family in alcohol rage.

Traumveränderungen durch Frequenzseinspielung?

Hallo zusammen, Ist es möglich seine Träume durch Frequenzen zu verändern, während man träumt ? Diese Frage wollen wir in den kommenden Wochen beantworten und in unseren Träumen testen. Es soll speziell um Wiederholungsträume gehen, welche immer wieder abgespielt werden. Natürlich soll erreicht werden, dass sich der Traum ändert und nicht das man aufwacht. Hierbei … Weiterlesen „Traumveränderungen durch Frequenzseinspielung?“

Planetare Übernahme – Alienangriffe im Traum

Hallo zusammen, Ich hatte wiedermal einen skurilen Wiederholungstraum, welcher auch noch vier Male wiederholt wurde, bis dieser erfolgreich beendet war. Andernfalls war ein Sprung in eine andere Szene nicht möglich. In diesem Traum wurde mir gezeigt wie Aliens welche Planeten versklavten, die eigentlichen Planeten übernahmen. Leider musste ich dort auch in der Szene tätig sein … Weiterlesen „Planetare Übernahme – Alienangriffe im Traum“

Bewusstsein kann im Traum verweigert/blockiert werden

Hallo Zusammen, Ich stand gerade mal wieder völlig bewusst im Traum und kam auf die Idee, die restliche Gegend zu erkunden als ich völlig nach hinten gerissen wurde und mein Bewusstsein sich verlor. Das ist mir auch bisher nicht passiert, da es bei starker Stabilität im Traum zu soetwas nicht kommt…üblicherweise. Ich verlor das Bewusstsein … Weiterlesen „Bewusstsein kann im Traum verweigert/blockiert werden“

The Hole under our Floor – Horror Story

…and the hole in the floor

It is august the sixth. Me and my girlfriend bought ourselves a nice house in the middle of a forest. It is quiet, looks beautiful outside and its just a ten minute drive to town. Strangely no one else is living in the forest. We got the house for quite a cheap price and it didnt looked old or had any mysteries around it.

None had been killed or went missing they had told us when we took a look for it. But we were wrong. They had lied to us and something was wrong with that cursen house when i first saw that giant tree next to it. It had no leaves. All other trees had leaves but nothing grew around the house itself. It was rather mud and sand. The plants and even the grass didnt grew a few meters next to the house. We asked what was wrong but the estate agent told us that it was built that way to prevent something from entering. When i asked what he meant he joked about a monster living inside the tree that would hunt new owners but in the end he didnt knew either. We all brushed it off as „well doesnt matter, just makes it easier for us to grow plants“.

A week later we were living the dream. Atleast we thought that. Everything was going well. We had fun building our stuff around the house and even began to grew some weed in the new garden. It was all fine until one day, i fell two stairs down the hallway and crashed on the wooden floor.

My girl rushed to me to check if i was fine and we had a quick laugh. However the floor was broken, atleast a small part of it. We didnt knew that the house had a basement or anything else because the agent told us that there was none. However after we took out the wooden planks from the ground, a one and a half meter wide hole was visible and god knew how deep it would go. There was a wooden ladder but who would ever use that ? It did not looked safe at all.

Maybe we would find a treasure from the previous owners i thought. Maybe gold i asked my girl. She laughed and said „Sure ..its gonna be gold“ Before we would head inside to check whats down there, we would need equipment to secure ourselves. Equipment we not had. The ladder wouldnt be enough. So we let the hole open and called the agent to ask what the hole is about. Strangely he told us to not know any hole and rather stuttered some stuff we couldnt understand until he hang up.

So we decided to leave it until tomorrow and went to bed because it was already late. That was the first night when i began to hear noises from somewhere. A humming voice and ssteps downstairs. As if someone was inside. I woke up my girl and she listened too but told me that nothing was there. But i was still hearing it and went to check it with a baseball bat. Slowly i was walking downstairs and expected robbers or someone who had broke in. But nothing. I only saw the open hole and for a quick second i thought that i saw myself standing there and jumping. I was just imagining things right ? The voice had stopped and i was standing infront of the whole, looking down. But than i heard my girl scream inside the bedroom.

I rushed upstairs and ripped the door open just to see that she was in the corner and begging to not hit her with the bat. I couldnt understand and grabbed her, asking whats wrong. She was crying and was afraid of me. What on earth was going on ? I told her that i saw myself jumping down the hole and than heard the scream. She told me that i came in and dragged her out of bed and was ready to hit her with the bat. But before that happend, i came in the room and the other „me“ vanished. She than run to the corner and held her face closed because she didnt wanted to see it.

I told her that it wasnt me and that we should get out of the house quickly. I grabbed her hand and we went downstairs close by. However when we came close to the hole, there was strong urge to get away from there. It was blocking our way out. But we had no choice so we both jumped over it but she missed to grab my hand and fell inside. After that, i fell unconscious..

I woke up back in my bed with my girl by my side as if nothing happend. Was it all just a dream ? .. As i walked downstairs, i saw the hole .. it was not a dream. Something very dark was going on..

Part 2 follows shortly.

Was passiert wenn man Träume vorzeitig beenden will ?

Hallo zusammen, Das Phänomen, dass man seine Träume vorzeitig beenden will, taucht öfters bei mir auf. Zumal ich unnötig viele Alpträume habe obwohl es mir eigentlich sehr gut geht. Nichts desto trotz habe ich auch keine Lust ständig auf Alpträume und Schießerein mit Riesenaffen die aussehen wie Wehrwölfe, Zombies mit Tausendfüßlerköpfen welche Parasiten in einen … Weiterlesen „Was passiert wenn man Träume vorzeitig beenden will ?“

Zeitunterschiede nach dem Tod und zu Lebzeiten

Hallo zusammen, Ich werde aus wiedererlangten Erinnerungen sprechen, welche mit der Zeitverschiebung astral sowie zu Lebzeiten zutun haben und wie sie wohlmöglich wahrgenommen werden. Jeder der an Tod denkt, denkt wahrscheinlich, dass man seinen Partner und seine Freunde nicht wiedersehen wird und selbst wenn, man noch lange warten müsste bis sie hinterherkommen. Nun ich kann … Weiterlesen „Zeitunterschiede nach dem Tod und zu Lebzeiten“

Rainy days – Daily Life

just a few words…

Hello there,

the last couple days its just raining and im making a few new storys in the upcoming days. Today i was working and my right eye began to hurt again because i dont wear my glasses.

Just sitting in the room and trying to be somehow productive while my neck seems to annoy me too. But i think its just from my eyes.

The biggest problems are those random power cuts which happen when it rains heavy but i guess it will be fine.

I was thinking of maybe making new horror storys but i really dont like them because i picture myself in it and how it could be. Im trying to bring the fear to paper but its not easy when the head is empty.

Gegen welche Sorte von Gefühlen kämpft man an, um luzide Träume zu erreichen ?

Hallo zusammen, eine Weile ist der letzte Blog her. Die Gründe hierfür sind einfach zuviel Stress momentan, vorallem wegen der Arbeit und daher bin ich stark im Verzug mich überhaupt aufs Schreiben konzentrieren zu können. Heute soll es um die Gefühle gehen, die wohl mit am stärksten beim Versuch astral zu reisen vertreten werden. Ebenso … Weiterlesen „Gegen welche Sorte von Gefühlen kämpft man an, um luzide Träume zu erreichen ?“

Ist es möglich die Lottozahlen über die Astralebenen zu erfahren ?

Die kurze Antwort auf diese Frage ist ja! Man kann sehr wohl die Lottozahlen erfahren aber leider gibts da besondere Haken. Nämlich der, dass die Lottozahlen nicht stimmig sein können sobald man ins Physische wechselt. Wieso ist das so wenn doch die Astralwelten eine 1:1 Abbildung der physischen Welt sind? Das Problem hierbei liegt im … Weiterlesen „Ist es möglich die Lottozahlen über die Astralebenen zu erfahren ?“

Seelenpartner und was sie spirituell bindet

Seelenpartner sind Paare welche unwiderruflich zusammen gehören. Sei es egal welchen Geschlechts es gehen mag, sobald sie sich gefunden haben, werden sie es beide wissen. Das Wissen ob man aber nun seinen Seelenpartner gefunden hat beruht sich nicht einfach auf ein inneres Gefühl, sondern es beruht einerseits auf Visionen von vergangen und gemeinsamen Erlebnissen, sowie … Weiterlesen „Seelenpartner und was sie spirituell bindet“

Satanic Party Final Part

Final part of the Satanic Party

As everyone in the room had circeled those two. The people began one after another torturing them. One stabbed, the other cut, the other spat and hit them as they liked. They were guinea pigs and nothing more. They did very horrible things to them. To top things off, after they had cut them, they drank the blood coming out of them and from the weapon. It looked as if they would get high on them. As if the blood would increase their crazyness. And then they randomly started making out again with each other.

It was really intense what was going on and hard to believe. I heard only screams and they were begging to stop but it was just laughed off. They were half dead before me and everyone was done with them and looked at me again. As if they knew that i had not done anything to them yet. They made me a way towards them and i knew that this was their test. If i would finish them, i would be like them and couldnt say a word to anyone. But if i dont do anything, i would be dead as well. Why was i thinking like this !? As if they would kill me ? Since the drug was wearing off a little i was confronted with the reality that it was all real. I couldnt believe it and started shaking. I cant kill anyone! As i stood there, not moving forward, i was given a push from the guy behind me. It was the billionaire guy and host! He wanted me to finish the party.

I couldnt think straight and the only thing i knew was that this was my chance to strike him down and maybe end it. If he would live, people would be killed constantly and this just couldnt happen. Yes he was a billionaire and had probably a lot of contacts. So if he woud live on, i could say anything to the police and they wouldnt believe me at all. Atleast that was what i thought in that moment.

He pushed me harder and said „Finish it“ but before i made a step forward, i turned around and cut his throat straight open. Blood was gushing out and he was suffocating to death. Suddenly everyone screamed and panicked. The people smashed the windows and doors open and run away. It took a complete different turn from what i had expected. Dexter and Karl were shocked but i dont think they had noticed much from all the blood loss.

Everyone escaped and i called the cops. I had expected to be shot and killed instantly after the strike but nothing.. Even the security ran away.

After the police arrived and noticed that it was a billionaire, they furthered their investigation. Karl and Dexter survived but were still in the hospital. But they had enough energy to tell the police what had happened. I was free too go and even a inside surveillance camera showed what happend in that restaurant. Guess they were stupid enough to film all that from the inside and it helped to bust them all.

It had made a huge impact on the world and the story was online for months. A bunch of celebs were taken to prison and they even found that it was a huge human trafficking ring around the world.

Without a doubt my act was not the best. But we are still alive thanks to my decision. That was the last time i went to a super rich folks party…

Was ist das Ego WIRKLICH?

Ursprünglich veröffentlicht auf Katjas Bauchladen:
Hallo zusammen, Dieses Mal werden wir über EGO sprechen Ja … etwas das meist fehl am Platz ist und einen besonderen Platz auf der schwarzen Liste hat, wenn spirituelle Gurus darüber sprechen. Was ist das also ? Das Ego ist das was Ihnen sagt, dass Sie etwas ständig…

Was ist – Transzendenz?

Ursprünglich veröffentlicht auf Katjas Bauchladen:
Kurz gesagt „das jenseits des greifbaren befindliche“. Könnte auch als Erklärung reichen, aber ich will es ein bischen ausführlicher machen. 😀 Das Wesen „Gottes“ der Urquelle und Quellen (ja es gibt davon viele“ ist transzendent. Unsere Seele ist transzendent. Bewusstsein ist transzendent. Bemerkt ihr was? Transzendenz ist das…

Du bist gut so wie Du bist. Wenn andere das anders sehen, was dann?

Ursprünglich veröffentlicht auf Katjas Bauchladen:
zuerst noch hinzugefügt, das und warum das Herabwerten anderer uns nicht besser macht. Im Gegenteil. Nach der Lektüre, weiß man hoffentlich mehr. Einen wunderschönen guten Tag, alle miteinander. Heute wieder mein Lieblingsthema. Menschen und ihr Verhalten. Ein paar Gedanken dazu, was Menschen dazu verleitet schlecht über andere zu…

Satanic Party

The witness of a satanic cult

One day a friend of mine named Karl asked me to come to a super secret club. He knew a friend who could bring us inside if they knew the password for the entry. Karl had been given the password.

I didnt knew what i should expect and i had no plans either so i agreed. The day before my friend Karl had told that we should wear masks. It was one rule to enter together with being dressed rather nicely. A suit and tie would be fine we thought. It was probably some lame ass party for rich folks who would take a bunch of cocaine and rock i thought. This should be fun.

The night of the party Karl picked me up and introduced me to another guy in the car. His name was Dexter. He knew the rules and how we should behave during the party. He seemed like a cool guy but something seemed odd for me. It was as if i couldnt trust him. Neverless we arrived at a very expensive Restaurant outside town. This was a special quiet place for super rich people who could afford it. I thought damn, i hope everything is for free because if not, i will be a bum tomorrow. Dexter and Karl laughed their asses off but they were not doing better financially then me.

We got out of the car and saw already a bunch of people with masks and fancy looking outfits going to the restaurant. Dexter went ahead and told us to not forget the password at the entrance. I told Karl that i dont trust that guy and neither did he trust him. We looked around and only saw super cars and mega villas around the restaurant. The restaurant itself was made of glass and it was four stories high. However the basement looking area was blacked out but i guessed that it was normal.

As we walked towards the entry, Karl and i saw a few creepy looking guys with black robes entering the restaurant from behind. I didnt knew what to think at first, maybe it was part of an upcoming show i thought. Karl laughingly said that we probably end up being sacrificed, tapped my shoulder and went ahead towards entry. A big guy greeted us friendly and asked for the passwords. I said „Fly and Kill“ and suddenly he took out his phone and told me to wait. Karl was waiting for me as he had already passed through. After a few seconds he told me to enjoy the party and i went through. After walking a few more meters from the entrance i looked back and the security guy started laughing while he looked back at me. That was the first strange thing during the night. I asked him whats so funny and he just turned around and said nothing back. It seemed he was told to not do anything..

I wasnt optimistic about the party and we went ahead. The people were following ahead and just by the looks i knew that this was not our place to be. All the people seemed to know each other and looked really like prince and princesses. We on the other hand looked like bums already with our one hundred dollar suits. But maybe it was just my imagination i thougt. We went inside.

The room was huge and naked girls were presenting us with drinks. Pretty much all guests. I looked at Karl with the mask and he began to laugh and showed his thumbs up. He would completely go nuts when the girl here already were naked. He knew behind closed doors there would be something else going on. Suddenly the doors behind us closed and the lights were pointed at a red carped entry. A moment later a very famous billionaire came out and greeted everyone. He asked if everybody is now inside and then told how greatful he was for these events and all who helped with it.

Than music began to play and everyone threw money out of their pockets and screamed loud „GO GO Go KILL THE BIRD“. We had no idea what was going on and laughed under our masks. I knew that Karl would steal the money on the ground whenever he could. I would too. It was all hundred dollar bills. The billioniare came out with a big golden painted goose and held it up high. The people were going nuts. Than he cut open the stomach in front of everybody and instead of blood, a bunch of yellow pills came out. Everyone rushed towards those pills and consumed them immediatley. We didnt knew what those pills would do but we run there as well and took a few. Every super rich could afford anything right ? So what about those pills we thought. What was special about them ?

It was just a party drug right ? I saved mine and Karl ate it. But i didnt wanted to be bored so i chugged mine a moment later down with a glass of super expensive wine. I wanted the night to be really fun because it was just once a year Dexter had told. I had not seen him since we entered the party. But it was now not the time to think about it. The drug began to kick really hard…

I should soon regret my decision …

To be continued…

Astralreisen – Wenn der Astralkörper im physischen fest klebt

Hallo Zusammen, Es ist ein paar Tage her seitdem ich gebloggt habe. Momentan ist es stressig mit der Arbeit aber ich halte mich ran. Heute geht es darum, wieso es sein kann, dass euer Astralkörper im physischen Körper festklebt obwohl dieser eigentlich schläft. Solche Momente scheinen öfters vorzukommen als man denkt. Man liegt in seinem … Weiterlesen „Astralreisen – Wenn der Astralkörper im physischen fest klebt“

Das kritische Erreichen von Informationen aus der spirituellen Welt

Ich will heute mal darüber berichten wie es sich mit Informationen aus der geistigen Welt verhält und was ich mit „kritischen Schlägen“ auf diese Infos meine. Vorab, mit kritischen Schlägen meine ich das Eingreifen in riesige komplexe Informationen zu allen Themen, welche einen interessieren mögen. Sicherlich kennt der Ein oder Andere was ein kritischer Schlag … Weiterlesen „Das kritische Erreichen von Informationen aus der spirituellen Welt“

Cant escape Dreams ?

Time traps inside Dreams!

Hello there,

todays short blog is about dream dangers and if such things actually exist.

I dont think that many have considered dreams to be a dangerous place or consider them as important at all. Most of us dont really care.

So how about things inside the dream which could be harming while walking around consciously ?

Of course it depends on the dream but lets make this clear. Psychological threats are way intense than physical inflicting threats. Specially in the dream worlds it can be pushed to levels of emotional terror which might shake your physical body awake out of fear.

But what could be such an emotional threat to anybody and in what kind of dream ?

First of, the threat will only work inside the dream. It will not have any effect after you wake up. So what could be a huge terror for someone conscious in their dreams ? Well one of the things i experienced was the time delay in dreams. One hour in the real world can be a hundred hours in the dream world. So if youre inside a dream where the time is delayed, which is mostly the case but you dont know it. It might become a nightmare when the plot is all about monsters and psychological horror. Some dreams are structered in a way where you cant escape or wake up until the time is run out or if you found the way out. Now you might ask hows that possible, well we dont know anything about the other worlds and dreams and what else is out there.

However this is how to get out if you should be in such a case and dont know what to do while being conscious. If youre unconscious, nevermind.

So the first thing you will notice is that the scenes change rapidly and you might hear voices in your dream. Some of them overlap and create a form of screen in front of your vision. The voices are from the overlapping dream scenes where the people talk either near you or to you. So what happens is that the trap is created as a vision goggle or sun glasses which need to be taken down by you. These „glasses or lenses“ are sitting on top of your vision but you cant take them down by hand or force.

So what can you do to wake up ?

If you have a nice dream, why wake up ? Enjoy it because such dreams where you cant leave for a long time happen very rarely.

If its a bad dream, you must convince yourself that its all just bullshit. Convince yourself that all the stuff is useless and that you dont give a damn about its plot and terror. Having no fear is the key here. When you did it, you will notice that something comes out of your eyes. A sort of liquid glass with still playing scenes which are now in your hands and slowly dissolve.

With that, the scenery will probably end and you will wake up. Noticing that only a few hours had passed.

Astralreisen – Wenn man lieber in der Astralwelt bleiben will

Was geht eigentlich ab wenn man sich entscheidet physisch nicht mehr aufzuwachen ? Was passiert da im Hintergrund und wo landet man in den Astralebenen ? Die Entscheidung nicht mehr aufzuwachen ist die persönliche Angelegenheit eines Selbst und sollte von keinem gehindert werden. Zumal es sowieso nichts bringen wird, da derjenige wohl ohne zu zucken … Weiterlesen „Astralreisen – Wenn man lieber in der Astralwelt bleiben will“

Basement – Smile

Short horror story from the dead..

I dont remember how i got here..

My brain itches … how is that possible ?

As i was slowly coming up from my uncomfortable „bed“, i saw that this room was rotting and dirty..

How long have i been here ? And why i cant remember anything ?

I was naked except for shorts ans the ground was cold. There was nothing inside the room.. just a few numbers on the wall saying „147“ and a rusty -broken door. I slowly walked but fell down on the ground. I could’nt understand why i fell and after a few seconds i wrapped myself up, noticing blood draining from my spine.

It hurt… i touched my back and felt cuts along my spine.. What the hell did happen? i asked myelf, while my pulse was sky rocketing. I pushed the door open and already panicking, i saw a chair in the middle of the room. It was empty and there was no door.. I was trapped … was i ?

There was no exit and the chair emitted horrific energy’s which i felt in pain across my spine. What could i do ? What might happen if i sit there …again?

I felt terrified of the walls too.. it seemed as if it was watching me, like a crowd of terror waiting for me to sit on that cursing chair.

I slowly walked towards it, pushing the door further and stepping into the room. Suddenly the door closed loud.. For a moment i was feinting in fear i felt. But when i looked back, the door was missing.

Afraid and shaking from the cold, i sat down on the chair and … nothing happend… Did nothing happen? I was loosing consciousness.. was i dying ? ..

I felt leaving my body and seeing … how doctors operated on my spine.. Was i dreaming ? What happend ? But before i could get answers, i saw why my spine hurt so much.. They were carving the number 147 along my vertebreas… I was calm .. it was okay because the pain stopped. I was pittying them… until they looked above, straight at me, smiling and cutting while i was getting pulled back inside my body… It started to hurt again.. They would torture me.. again.

The strange Mist – Horror

A small horror story of a mist and of someone inside it

A few of my friends and i went to a party one night, and what happend after that was very strange. This is the story how i saw something that soon would shatter my reality and understandment of everything.

Few hours before we went out to party, one friend told me a story about a mist. That mist would appear from nowhere and kidnapp people which would walk inside of it. Surely that was nothing i would be afraid of. I would be excited to be honest i thought. A real legend or just a made up story, i would soon find out.

So we went to the party and we all got drunk quite a bit. The fun was downtown near the park of the city. I wanted to head back to our apartment with my girlfriend but she received a call from her mother. She needed to leave so i brought her home and went the empty road ahead. My friends and i would meet later the night again.

As i was walking down the street, a mist came up right in front of me. But the strange thing was that it was in front of me and not closing in. It was as if it waited for me to do the first step. Because i was drunk and didnt believed in storys, i went straight ahead. I couldnt see anything except the concrete beneath my feet. After i had walked for quite a bit, i was sure that i would atleast need to change the side of the street. I mean the road wasnt that long to walk for a long time.

The alcohol in my body was dropping and after a while i became more clear in my head. I thought of the story my friend had told me but this just couldnt be true. How could a mist kidnapp someone .. After half an hour of walking inside the mist, i noticed that the road had no end nor left or right tracks. I started to panic and began to call for help. But as much as i called, no one would answer. I tried to call my girlfriend because she was living not far from here and when she took the call i was relieved. In my state of panic i told her to pick me up and that i was outside of the road from her house. Just a few hundred meters upfront somewhere. She went outside and looked but told me that there was no mist or road of hundred meters ahead. I told her to call the cops and look for me but what would she say to them ? That i went into a mist and lost my orientation ? So i didnt know what to say and she suddenly became angry and told me to stop making stupid jokes around with her. She than told me to see her later and hang up.

She wouldnt be any use for me to get out of this. So i just walked and didnt stopped. Suddenly i saw a figure, a person from behind and ran up to him. The mist somehow cleared a path to the person. As i ran towards him, the person turned around and for my surprise, he had no face. Just a black lether jacket and hands in his pockets. I got so scared out of the blue and froze for a moment on the spot. But when i regained myself, i noticed that it was still standing and looking at me there. I slowly went towards it and was prepared to fight it because there was no way i could get out of here i felt. And than it happend. As i closed in, it suddenly got a face. And that face was mine.

I didnt understood and was scared but i just went forward and stood like it with my hands in my pockets, looking straight at its face. Suddenly my vision became blurry and i saw myself looking at me. I was suddenly in the body of that thing but i didnt felt different. On the contrary, i was feeling good and understood why it did what it did. I was slowly understanding why the mist had taken me. My body was just standing there. I started to laugh as i got flashbacks or it seemed to be a sort of memory why it all happend.

As i got more and memorys, i couldnt stop to laugh harder until i thought i might die from collapsing lungs. Suddenly the mist dissapeared behind me and i was standing at the edge of a big metall door infront of me. Infront of me was another door and the room was pure white. I had lost already my mind i thought but it was all real. The door had twenty-eight red glowing orbs and each showed me a stage in my life. Each of those stages represented a major change and decision making in that life. I than saw the mist and myself walking towards it together with the jumpscare. I began to cry …

I cried because i was happy. I saw myself standing a lot of times in front of that door, trying to fix fatal mistakes. I saw that the mist was not the enemy but my own creation to prevent me from walking to the end of the street.

If i had walked further, i would be dead by now. Because in the future without the mist and scare of the figure, i wouldve stepped on a small stick on the road and cracked my head open on the sidewalk.

It had all happend because i made it so, to reach my goal i had back in my memorys now… My life changed after this incident and i woke up at the end of the street, besides the stick..

Astralreisen/luzides Träumen – Jetzt auf Tiktok und Youtube

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Hallo und ja ihr habt richtig gelesen. Wir sind jetzt auch auf Tiktok und Youtube unterwegs. Es werden kurzvideos übers Astralreisen und luzide Träume kommen und die Sprache wird hauptsächlich auf Deutsch sein. Wer also mehr Interesse daran hat, der kann hier folgen: https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCNnHTg6DyFwlK2fhkMfas0w Und hier Tiktok: astral_fingers…

The Tree of murderous intent

This is a small story of a tree which had killed many of those who crossed its path.

One day in the middle of our forest near the town appeared a tree from nowhere. Had someone planted it ? But who would make themselves the effort to replace a tree to the middle of the forest ? Well no one knew and no one had any idea what was behind it until suddenly a few people dissapeared while jogging. The police turned the forest upside down but there was nothing to be found ever again from those people. Short after the incident, the searchers of the police dissapeared as well. First two, than five and than ten of the station. It was as if they where gone from one day to the next.

Later the FBI involved themselves to the situation and those who searched in the forest dissapeared without a trace. Now everybody was scared and closed the case with the sentence to never go inside that forest because something wasnt right. No one could explain what it was until a few months later, the people came back from nowhere. All the people which went missing came back with a dream and they where covered in dirt they said. Clothing was missing too but they had no idea what happened to them. Theyre dream was that the tree had sucked them to the ground into another world, their world and showed them the suffering of the planet. They said that humans would suck the blood of the planet and than they woke up near the tree in the forest.

A few weeks later when everyone was back, they began to die one day after another. When the doctors analysed there bodys after they had died, they found no blood inside theyre bodies, but dirt in their veigns.

The case was closed unsolved and the forest got fenced so no one could enter it again.

Psychische Krankheitsheilung durch Träume ?

Es gibt gewisse Träume in welcher die Psyche des Individuums geheilt werden kann. Diese Träume sind äußerst tiefgreifende Erfahrungen im Unterbewusstsein und sie können hochintensive Heilungen im Inneren auslösen. Hier ein Beispiel. Sie haben enorme Angst im Dunkeln und das seid Jahren. Warum das so ist haben sie sich schon immer gefragt aber finden keine … Weiterlesen „Psychische Krankheitsheilung durch Träume ?“

The plague of Persia

The downfall of a greedy king

The story began when a king in persia got visited by two unknown people in his kingdom and offered him a book of power. Not that his palace wasnt already made out of gold and that he didnt really needed any more of it but now he could turn the very armys of the living to undead which gave him more power. He turned all of his soldiers to undead creatures which now where indestructible in battle.

These two people had told to be angels which tested the mind of the greedy humans and what one man would do, even if he had already everything one could desire in this world. But as everything does, there was a catch phrase in the book from which he was warned about, if he should overdo his wishes. And so it began, persias might increased hundred foulds and his army turned to undead monsters which couldnt be killed. His people lived in once in love and harmony but now every joung child was turned to a soldier monster with no return. The king empowered himself more and more until one day the book began to burn and open the last phrase in which the cost of such might would take its turn. Not knowing what kind of disaster it could be, he ordered all of his army to kill all people with diseases and later burn them, so no disease could spread and kill him.

Later on he became afraid because he still didnt knew what was about to come. One day after a certain decade, the king was sure of his win over the book and kept growing in size with his undead army. Since the book was gone, normal people started to be born again and so was child born. His name was Escanor and his parents had died because they were ill. They got killed by the kings order and was soon taken to the army. Escanor was strangely strong and beat most of the soldiers at once by breaking their bones with his bare hands. The king was surprised by the kids power and adopted him to be later the general of few man of his army. With the age of 21 he was commanding 50 undead soldiers and later on they appeared in thousands and followed him to every battle. Between these monsters where normal soldiers too but they were not half as strong. Escanor was beating many of his enemys with just his hands until the king had an idea.

The king wanted to give him more power by chaining his arms with hot blades so they would become flesh bound and unremovable. Escanor didnt liked the idea but he couldnt do anything about it because his wife and childs life were on the line. Escanor only knew that the king would rape and kill both of them if he wouldnt follow the orders. But little did the king knew that rage was growing inside Escanor since the day he had killed his parents. It was just a matter of time before it would fulfill the destiny of Persia.

And so it happend that the heat glowing chains were chained to both his arms while he was standing and screaming in agony. A truly horrific voice which showed the cruelty of the king.

Escanor experienced the most painful day of his life and was sent to recover and later train with the blades. The king had named the day „The day of the marked warrior Escanor“. And while his announcement, he knew that something was missing. He wanted Escanor to be the ultimate warrior and so he had planned a little surprise for him in his upcoming conquest.

After a few months of recovery and training, Escanor had become the legendary warrior by wielding two swords chained on his arms. He had began to fight beasts and monsters from the kings palace which where once summoned as a trump card to any threat by the king. He was way stronger than the beasts and respected in many lands. His power was unrivaled and his stamina was incredible. Legends told told that his blades where around thirty kilograms each and he was wielding them like nothing. He was ripping the beasts to pieces in seconds and was really scary but very gentle to others except the king. The king had noticed that he wasnt as always kneeling and giving much attention to his words and so the downfall had begun.

Now the king one day became concerned and knew what might happen if Escanor would go beserk. That was the moment when he knew that the prophecy could be him and so he had ordered the army in private to kill Escanor when the enemys where defeated. On top of that, he had secretly brought his wife and child to the battlefield of his enemy and sold them. Escanor didnt knew a thing about it until the war was over and he was seing his wife and child dead on the ground. His army stood behind him and closed him in a circle while he stood on his knees and cried while holding his wife and child. He asked himself how it could be that his two most loved could be here in such a battlefield. And so he understood what was about to happen by seing the eyes if the undead troops before him.

He knew that the king had done this to him, who else could be challenge to him? He than remembered as well that the king had killed his parents and now it was coming. Rage came from all his life towards the king, how he treated and killed his parents, how he treated the others and animals and how he did many evil things. The rage of Escanor exploded from within and as he stood up, he knew he had one thing left to do.

The enemys army was slashed to pieces by him and the undead soldiers and human soldiers between them but he left few of them alive until he had noticed the death of his family in the end. Now his former army was closing in and tried to attack him but before it happend, Escanor snapped. One soldier went back secretly to report to the king on what was happening while he was eating meat and enjoying his routine in his barricated palace, hoping his army to return victorious shortly. The soldier had reported that Escanor had transformed into a freak but didnt knew how to describe it. Escanor was covered in veins and his eyes were red and he started to swing his swords in circles. This attack continued until hundreds of the beasts where killed and torn to pieces. The power of his was from another world. The undead army was indead dying the very first time and not recovering. Yes they did hit him a few times but those scratches meant nothin to Escanor. He was rampaging through the army he once controlled like a plague of god himself. The army began to run away because they couldnt hit him with anything much. He was injured with three shots from a bow but he still moved insanely fast and his swings killed dozens of undead at once. After a long day, Escanor had killed over 10 thousand of undead soldiers and the last one was eaten by him but why ? Had he now lost himself in rage ? No one could tell why.

He still was able to continue with his wounds and blood covered body. He just walked back to Persia, back to the palace in one hour. No one knew how he got there in one hour, but what the people knew was that he would free them and kill the king. How did they knew? Well not only the people had enough of the king and his greed. Everyone was suffering and Escanor wasnt a evil like the king.

And so it happend, after one hour he arrived at the doors of Persias kingdom ..alone. The man asked him what happend to his army and he replied that they where dead. Immediatly the soldiers started to attack him but before they knew, theyre heads went missing and the door was cut to pieces. Before him was another army and the soldiers where trembling before him because the messenger soldier had told them all that he indeed had killed every undead soldier in the battlefield. Escanor shouted loud „Follow me and be free of this madness or die defending an unworthy king“ and with these words, the soldiers dropped one by one their weapons and made way to the kings palace. Of course some undeads appeared and attacked the soldiers now too but they where killed and stood dead as well. This gave the soldiers hope and they attacked together the kings palace which where guarded by the undead trump cards which where quite a challenge. After a few hours of fighting, the king was scared like never before and brought his strongest trump card to the table. A monster, an image of Escanor himself but only undead and he was sent to kill Escanor. But little did they knew that while the sun was rising, Escanors power had risen to new hights due to his rage and he literally ripped the blades out of his arms and used his hands to kill all the monsters which had already killed almost all soldiers in the country and their familys.

The last battle stood before him. The evil Escanor but before the battle even began, Escanor ripped the head out of the undead Escanor and threw the rest out of the window while the king stood shakingly before him.

Without any words, Escanor unleashed his rage while coming closer and tore all body parts from the kings body and smashed his head against the wall which was instantly mush. And with this, the kingdom begun to crumble and broke down. Escanor himself was free of his rage and ready to see his wife and child again. His battle had given him enough damage until the point of unrecover.

He was happy and died standing while the earth itself opened and sucked the very foundation to the ground.

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Intervallfasten #4 – Zurück in die Vergangenheit

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Einen wunderschönen und hoffentlich nicht mehr allzu heißen Sonntagmorgen wünsch ich Euch. DAS wäre meine Begrüßung heute morgen gewesen, aber wisst ihr was? WordPress war der Meinung, meinen fertigen und gespeicherten Blog, statt zu veröffentlichen, zu löschen. Oh Leute, ich war sooo sauer. Ich hatte über zwei Stunden…

Existenz von Zeit im Traum?

Jeder hat sicherlich sich schonmal gefragt wie die Zeit im Traum wohl abläuft oder wie man sich das vorstellen soll. Ich erzähle aus eigenen Erfahrungen. Im Traum läuft Zeit weder linear noch vorwärts. Man kann Zeit in einem Traum nicht fühlen oder wahrnehmen weil man Selbst darüber unbewusst entscheidet. Zeit ist individuell einstellbar solange der … Weiterlesen „Existenz von Zeit im Traum?“

The way of the poltergeist – the tormentor

the story of a poltergeist

I want to tell you a little story about a man which had died by his own hand.

This man was a lonely guy with little to no friends and the only one who he thought would be his ally, had betrayed him. Now you might think of what a poor bastard this man was .. but his life had a dark aura. He had an accident as a child and no one really knew what happend to him afterwards. He had become the very evil itself, terrorising his parents and people around him for no reason. His parents had no idea what was happening because he was normal before the accident, atleast they said so.

He was scratching the walls of pure boredom until his fingers began to bleed and wrote symbols with his blood. They had every few days called the ambulance to check on him and if he really was alright but the doctors couldnt find anything except the blood symbols in his room. After his parents had enough of him and couldnt bear anymore of his presence, specially because he was planting traps and tried to harm them, they threw him out with the age of 18. Dont ask me how they survived that long but some neighbours where already saying that the parents where loosing there minds too.

After the guy was thrown out, no one heard of him anymore until an incident in a church. One sunday a man appeared in the middle of a reading from the bible in a church. He had a black robe on his head and a chain on his left leg. The people where looking at him and didnt knew how to react. But the strange thing was that the priest had stopped to read further since he had entered the room. Instead he was trying to read but couldnt and now the people noticed that it was weird. The guy in his robe sat down in the first seats and the priest continued to read.

After a few minutes later, the priest was saying that he will use holy water on everyone in the first seats so the demons would leave this place. And at that very moment, the guy in the robe began to laugh loud, he was laughing out of his lungs before he stopped and waited.

A few moments later the priest came up to him and said „With this water, all evil shall dissapear from your flesh in the name of the vater and holy spirit“ and in this moment, the guy took off his robe and evryone was shocked what they saw.. It was a joung and good looking guy with a bright smile and the priest threw the holy water at him and expected to burn his flesh but… instead he laughed his ass off and told them how stupid they were. He took the water from the priest and threw it instead at him and for the surprise, the priest began to scream in agony but not because the holy water, but because the guy had put a little pulver inside it which was from a very toxic plant. It was literally burning the flesh of his face and it spread fast.

The people screamed and went outside to call the police while the guy was waiting in sitting position and laughing loud. The people were shocked and soon the church was empty of people but full of cops. However before they could arrest the guy in the robe, he had brought children from the basement of the church which went missing a long time ago.

After some investigation the police had found out who the guy was and called the family members but they didnt showed up. He didnt moved when he was captured and didnt ran away either. He was just smiling and painting the cell with his blood again .. the same symbol as always.

The police didnt knew what was wrong with him and after they had managed to bring one family member of his, he began to shout in a manner that a human could not possibly give out from himself. He shouted to check their garden and walls of their houses… After a while the police had found what he was talking about and all family members where arrested and sentenced to death.

You ask why ? Well the family was a rich organisation which kidnapped children for other rich people and they tortured them and did awful things.. The guy in the robe was one of them and the only reason why he survived was because that the family had made a special deal to erase his memory from the previous parents to adopt him. Somehow he had the intention since the accident, to kill his new parents even though he didnt really knew why until he began to remember. The bleeding hands and symbols where from his trauma in his childhood after he remembered everything. The walls and the garden of their houses where full of bodys from children of all over the world. He had reasons to kill the priest and them .. It was a huge story but in the end, the guy dissapeared from his cell infront of the cameras to literally nothing. Few weeks after the arrests, the police from the station began to die soon one after another and always when they saw him in the hallways of the station.

Doctors had declared that the police station was secured from any diseases whatsoever, so how did they die like the priest ? After the guy dissapeared to nothing, there was a note on the cell floor with a symbol and the meaning behind was later found. It was a symbol of an ancient text of a world which was destroyed thousands of years ago.

It stated that a poltergeist would appear in the moment of great injustice and take their souls to the nether world and torment them until the next cycle of their reincarnation. But why the police too? The organisation was working with them. So they had to die all.

Intervallfasten #2

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Applaus, applaus. Wer sollte mir, oder uns, denn auf die Schulter klopfen, wenn nicht WIR selbst. Zuerst einmal gibt es heute eine Einladung in die von mir, wieder eröffnete Fasten-Motivationsgruppe, die ich erstellte vor 2 Jahren, weil viele Apps nur Geld verdienen wollen, aber nicht wünschen dass die…

Intervallfasten #1

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The Great Empire – An Intergalactic Might which took the universe

If a chip cant imprison us, what was done here ? 😉

Hello there,

As i said in the previous blog, i will tell you story about imprisonment and on what degree it was possible to deceive and control a soul.

Several millenials before, there was a kingdom, an empire of pure power and might. A civilisation which rose from the outside of the universes itself while they took all the knowledge of the soul with them, to create the ultimate empire in all worlds.

Their goal was to take over every solar system that they and all other players had created. The goal was the fun and staying on power at all times.

How was this done ? Well first of they had the knowledge of the very beginning and how it all started but so it had everyone else. How did they manage to take over the worlds when the knowledge was „even“?

Lets say 80% of the players were having fun on the planets and worlds while the rest was planning to control them and how to benefit one self in order to create their own version of power and fun. So it happend. While many just played and enjoyed, the rest constructed, robbed, killed and advanced to a level of technological power, were the rest of the players became helpless.

A long time after they had implemented their slave systems on upon every planet, they were thinking of how to increase the numbers inside the prison planets. How could we bring more souls to the game and imprison them while we shock their memory, so they believe that only their body and what they see would exist?

Well chipping the brains didnt helped because the soul was ethereal, so how could we do it ?

Well there was one way. They knew that the soul is a spiritual being – a being of unlimited creation. So what did they do? They created a system, a vessel around every planet which would cause an electrical shock to the astral body of the soul itself. A high electromagnetic field which would hit the soul, delete their memorys and bring them back to the planet after they would die…

How did they do it?

Now the story is really quite long and not easy to follow without the details, since info isnt cheap, specially not about this kind of info, you should read the book! Theres waaay more to that! 😄

Send the Message – Dimensional Gate

…and the monster of the rifts

„What was happening inside the deaths dimension? Be precise and answer truthfully, otherwise you will be shot Mr. Narkroth“ – Super agent of the Death Seeker Unit (DS)

„Okay.. i will answer correctly… As you had told us, we opened the gate of the fourth dimension by your order and went inside while we already heard the monsters from the other side bu-..“ – Agent of DS organisation.

„Wait you want to tell us that there were sounds of monsters after opening the gate ?“

„Yes, it was a loud sound and we all heard it“

„Than tell us Mr. Narkroth, why didnt we heard anything from up here with our sounds sensors?“

„What do mean you didnt heard anything ?? It was loud and clear, couldnt you see that we hesitated to go through the gate and reported to you as soon as it happend ?“

„Mr. Narkroth, let us show you a small video of what happend before the gate and no, you didnt reported anything..“

She tells the special agents to show him the video. A laptop was placed infront of him and the video was played.

The longer he saw what was going on, the more he began to shake in fear.

„Narkroth … do you understand our concern now ?“

(The video showed him after opening the gates and pushing his two colleagues inside the dimensions rift while he jumped as well)

„What the hell is this video?! This is not what happend damn it! I tried to back them up and to contact you but you told us through the microphones that this situation is alright. So we went inside and the gates closed!“

Suddenly the super agent and the special agents gathered and hit the desk hard with both hands saying „DO YOU WANT TO FOOL US ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOURE SAYING ? YOU WILL BRING THE REST OF YOUR LIFE IN A CELL IF YOU LIE“

The pulse of Mr. Narkroth inscreased and he began to hyperventilate „S-S-STOP YOUR BULLSHIT! WHAT ARE YOU DOING! IAM NOT LYING!!“

„Than tell us this mister Narkroth“ – The agents show the video of his return ..alone..

„WHAT IS THIS ??? WHY IS THE GATE RED ??“

„We checked your status before you entered back in this room Mr. Narkroth… The test told us that you are not the same Narkroth we knew. In other words, whoever you might be and what you did to the others will be brought out of you!“

„W-WAIT WHAT ?! IAM ME! NOTHING HAPPEND! IAM HERE! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?“ – he screams at the agents.

But in this very moment, the agents began to laugh loud.

..“Wha..What is this BULLSHIT OF YOURS!!?“

The agents just laughed even louder ..

„Come on Narkroth .. dont you think that it was funny ? We were just playing. We needed to test you just to be sure that it was you. Once you entered the world of the dead, you can easily be replaced and something else can take your body over. It was neccessary! We apologise“ – said the super agent a bit laughingly.

„FUCKING UNTIE ME …assholes.“ said Narkroth angry.

Before they untied him, „Well Mr. Narkroth, the question of freeing your hands is negative!“

„WHA..WHAT THE HELL ??“

As he was trying to move, the agents placed another video in front of him.

„Watch it … you scum“ .. said the super agent.

As he watched the video, the face of Narkroth changed into something different … Into a face of a demon of those worlds.. His face bruised and cur and blood flowing down its head.. Everyone would be terryfied to witness such a thing.

„We are done here… Lets send the message“ – the agent blew a shot into its head and threw the body back into the rift.

The other agents were completely shocked that the super agent knew that nobody was the same after returning from that dimension.

The agents asked „Sir.. How did you knew that he wasnt the one who he said he was?“

„I got sharp instincts…“ – said the Super Agent of the DS- unit and only survivor of an earlier expedition of three people, while his eyes glew red behind the agents.

Unconditional Love vs Love

What are the differences ? The normal love you might experience as a human and vanishes after a certain time is called earthly or just human love. It has not much meaning and often married couples start to hate each other when this feeling dissapear Yes woman feel different, they truly feel more often love … Weiterlesen „Unconditional Love vs Love“

The Monster of SCP

SCP’s Monster

The SCP organisation was a secret military advancing unit which was operating undercover without the knowledge of any other governmental party.

SCP stood for Secure.Calm.Patient and was created due to the experiments of a special kind of being.

The only one who knew we existed was the president of the US. No one ever allowed to leave the station because we had a project which went wrong for all of SCP.

Our team of scientists were the best of the world and their knowledge was needed to contain the failure of the experimental project.

We had caused a dimensional rift between our world and another. The problem was that whatever we did, it wasnt closing and after a short time, a being came to our world which closed the rift.

But our problems were just beginning…

The being which had entered was constantly screaming. First we shot it but our bullets had no effect and it killed ten of our people until we managed to capture it with our high dense quantum cube (HDQC). The cube was built for such cases but for whatever reason which we didnt knew in the first place, the being showed radiating activity inside the cube. It seemed like it was mad whenever we saw its face.. It was a long and boney, gray colored being with an ugly face you couldnt dream of.

Even with the quantum cube, it was nearly uncontrollable so we shot down our inside cameras and for our surprise, the screaming and destruction of the cube had stopped. We had found out that this thing was killing everything which had seen its face. It didnt mattered if you saw it on a foto or on a screen, it always knew and the person or animal had to die.

Short after it stopped the rampage, another signal appeared from inside the cube and it kicked one wall open and ran to the secure room of our scientists which were killed immediatly. It picked them up one by one and ate their heads. We only could see the dead bodys without looking at that thing, otherwise we would be dead too. So we closed our eyes and looked down while slowly moving through the halls to recapture it inside another cube.

Strangely the being didnt attacked us at all. It just stood there…. No movement or voice, not even when we came close to it. Seing its body was okay it seemed so we opened our door to the next chamber and made further tests to lure it inside the second cube.

To lure it, we needed it to chase and go inside the cube but the problem was rather how. The first time we had captured it was because we used a soldier as bait and he had nowhere to run except to the cube which led to his death.

We needed another bait but this time we used an animal, a rat. We made a photo with extreme caution and held the rat on it and in this very moment we threw it inside the cube and closed our eyes while burning the foto. The thing went inside the cube and we closed it. It worked and we all were very relieved about the situation. Inside this cube, no one could ever see it because there was no camera and we could do our tests.

The testing stage had begun.

The creature was unimaginable resistent against any kind of damage. We first tried to burn it, than freeze it to death but all was useless. Gas and acid wouldnt work either and so we used gamma rays. Gamma rays itself would kill everything in an instant but it didnt worked either, atleast we thought so.

After a while of testing, the radiation inside the chamber began to skyrocket and it broke out again, crushing through the entire building and running straight to an unknown area. Our units took off with the attack helicopters and traced it with a live camera to the base. Fortunatly we were in the desert but it was fast and reached an outpost station were people lived.

We had no idea why it broke out and started running but after it has killed the village, we had found a foto of its face and now, it was hunting us.

We never imagined that anybody had taken a foto of him ever before and if, how was he not running after it sooner?

Not knowing the answers it attacked us on the spot and the foto was destroyed.

After it had killed me, atleast we all thought that i was dead, the creature fell on the ground and blood dripped out of its body and bruises built along side it. Had our gamma ray beam taken effect on the creature or what did happen?

A short while after, the doctors managed to rebuilt half of my head which was crushed by the creature. But why would they go this far for me ? They did not rebuilt anybody back except me and enough that i could speak as well.

After the rebuilt, doctors and high rank military officers came into the room together with all the members of the SCP and told me:

„I hope you feel well, thanks to you the creature was successfully killed“

I asked slowly „H- How?“

„After the creature died next to you, our scientists had discovered that your blood was highly containing sugar. For whatever reason, the creature passed something into your blood stream while it was crushing your head and we found that the body structure of the being was allergic to sugar. This means it died because of your blood“

I was speechless because i couldnt believe that sugar was the solution and asked „So you rebuilt my head to say thank you?“

„No .. dont you wonder how you can speak already and move your head? It is because of the thing which the creature passed onto you“

As they said it, i became afraid and knew what they meant with this.. I was about to become the next test subject of the SCP. But before anything else, they passed me a mirror and as i saw my face, i began to scream …

Just like that thing…

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