So I started reading on the different SCP (Secure Contain Protect) specimens they have locked up, and I came across this dude. He is SCP-106. A Keter class specimen. And he scares the hell out of me.
Creepy sculptures you can find at Victoria’s Way, a park at Ireland.
Myrtles Plantation can be found on the outskirts of Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Down the years this 200-year-old, 10-acre plantation has served as a family home but these days it’s run as a bed and breakfast—and is a hotspot for paranormal tourists. Every night at 3am a total of 15 ghosts come out to play. Four of these ghosts come from one tragic tale—that of the Woodruff family and a young slave named Chloe.
In 1817, Sara Mathilda inherited the plantation from her father. She moved in with her husband Clark Woodruff and their three children. Clark decided to bring one of his slave with him from his own home—Chloe. One evening, when Clark caught Chloe eavesdropping on one of his private conversations he cut off her ear. From that day on Chloe would wear a green turban to cover up her mutilation. Chloe, to win back the trust of her owner so she would not be sent to toil in the fields, hatched a plan. She made a birthday cake for the Woodruffs’ eldest daughter but spiked it with oleander leaves—a poisonous plant found on the plantation.
The family would become sick and Chloe, knowing the antidote, would be on hand to nurse them back to health and in doing so get back in her master good books—or that was the plan, at least. In actual fact, Chloe got her dosage wrong and Clark’s wife and two of his children died of poisoning. Distraught by her actions, Chloe confessed to the other slaves who panicked, believing they’d be blamed for hiding the culprit, hanged Chloe and threw her lifeless body in the Mississippi River. Creepy already, right? It’s about to get a whole lot creepier.
According to fable there’s an old Southern tradition stating that when a family member dies, all the mirrors in the home must be covered up so that the soul of the deceased will pass on to the next world and not become trapped in a reflection of this world. As was the norm, on the night of the tragic poisonings all the mirrors in the house were covered up—except one. Aside witnessing a ‘dark-skinned’ ghost with a ‘turban’ on her head wondering the plantation, visitors to the bed and breakfast are also shown an ornate mirror inside the home where the souls of the mother and children are said to be trapped.
Some claim to see handprints, others the faces of children but one thing’s for sure, it’s not the mirror you’d want to regularly do your hair in. On a side note, when Clark learned of the fate of his family he surrounded the house with myrtle crepe trees, hence the plantation’s name.
Well that’s fucking creepy
When Cliff Barlow was 7 years old, he moved into a new house with his young parents and baby brother. He liked his new house, all except for the basement of course. He thought it was creepy.
He used to always hear a tapping noise. The highlight was when his mother told him to go there to pick up some laundry, and he went and heard voices.
After that day, he never went back in ever again.
One day his life and his parents life, came shattering down. His baby brother went missing. In his crib was a ransom note saying “pay $20,000 or else the baby dies.” His parents contacted the police and they did everything they could but the baby was never found.
Cliff’s happy life came to a halt. He was robbed of an innocent childhood and a younger brother. He became miserable as did his parents.
20 years later, Cliff was driving along the road. He passed by his former house. Angry at all of it, and how that one night changed so much, he went back to the house to give it a visit.
He went to the basement, and furious as ever he punched the wall. To his surprise, the wall came crumbling down.
Skeletons of little children. There must’ve been 20-30 of them. He could even see bite marks of their little hands. And the worst part? They were all missing their skulls.
Police later called and identified one of the skeletons as his little brother.
To this day, the person who did this remains unidentified.
You can read about his story here: X
Clump of hair tangled in a machine after worker was pulled in and scalped. The horrific ordeal of a factory worker who suffered life-changing injuries after being dragged into a conveyor belt has been revealed in the statement she gave to a court hearing over the accident. Kelly Nield recalled how she was ‘coughing up blood’ as she felt herself pulled into the mechanism - but the factory floor was so busy that nobody noticed the accident.
Angela Strassheim - Evidence
Evidence is a group of photographs taken at homes where familial homicides have occurred. Long after the struggles have ended in these spaces, despite the cleaning, repainting and subsequent re-habitation of these homes, the “Blue Star” solution activates the physical memory of blood through its contact with the remaining DNA proteins on the walls. The black and white images are long exposures – from ten minutes to one hour – with minimal ambient night light pouring in from the crevices of windows and doors, capturing the physical presence of blood as a lurid glow.