Sunday, June 2, 2019
Ghost Story of the Basement in a Haunted House :: Ghost Stories Urban Legends
The Door in the BasementThis invention was told by a 19 year old Caucasian male. The story was related in an informal, integrity on one setting between classes at the University. The storyteller did not personally experience the events in the story, but he heard the story directly from the people involved in it. The telling of the story was recorded, and the following transcript is nearly verbatim, with only minor modifications for the sake of clearnessOk, so I guess this story happened probably about fifteen years ago, maybe more than that. One of my parents friends had just bought a house. He and my parents other friend, names being Bill and Bernie, were going to the house to fix it up before Bill actually moved in. So, theyre looking around this house, and they were running(a) on it for probably a week or two, and during the week they had noticed that there was this black door in the basement. And it had a red X turn back across it. They couldnt open the door it had never ac tually been opened before as far as they knew. But it was just sort of weird and creepy, just had a really bad feeling to it, and again the door never really opened, so they didnt think too much of it.Well, one night while they were running(a) in the basement where the door was, Mr. Bernie had to leave to go get some extra parts or extra tools or something, so he got up and left. Mr. Bill was still working down in the basement. Well, it was maybe fifteen or twenty minutes later, and Mr. Bill was working in the basement not paying much attention to whats going on, when he hears footsteps up the stairs. So he thinks its Mr. Bernie coming back. Hes waiting, and the footsteps are walking around. They go into the kitchen area, they go into the living room area, and theyre just walking around. Eventually he yells up the stairs Bern, what are you doing? take a shit down here, help me out There was no reply. Mr. Bill waits for another minute or two, and still no reply, but he still hear s the footsteps. So he starts to walk upstairs, ready to drag Mr. Bernie back downstairs and getting really mad at him that hes walking around upstairs not helping him out while Mr. Bills trying to do some work downstairs.
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