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The 4 holes.

This is has kind of been a taboo for me, I personally never wanted to speak about it ever again. But I thought I could share it with you guys.

My Mother & I go to Japan every year (since we’re from there except we moved when I was 5.) this year, however we were shopping at the stalls where we saw this woman selling ancient items. She looked a little bit rugged, but so did the rest so since we were both big fans of vintage, we decided to have a go.

(Un?)Fortunately, there was no one really by her stall to compete with, in fact looking back on it.. it felt almost like people were avoiding it.

While we approached her, my mother was interested in a wardrobe, it was very worn out and rotted. Using the little Japanese I knew, I tried to talk to the lady - but she was speaking rapidly fast in a dialect I could not understand. (Was it even Japanese?)
She was talking louder now, and people were beginning to stare. I only understood the numbers she was shouting like “500 yen.. 400 yen..” which isn’t that much (Around 5 dollars or so). Me, quickly wanting dodge the situation, I handed her the money.

She suddenly relaxed and had it placed on our trunk. (We had a  pickup truck) And we drove off, kind of scared to be honest.

Back at our new holiday home, we placed it next to my mother’s bed and the back on the wall. (Japanese walls tend to be really thin and next together so it was practically right next to my room)

In the night however, I started to hear a lot of scratching noises and creaky noises coming from the side of my room the wardrobe was placed.
It became louder during the night - and really irritating. I figured there were bed bugs or something and told my mum to check it in the morning.

We opened it.. and there were scratch marks dragging at the back and 4 holes were created by the nails(?) We were honestly scared shitless, and we didn’t know what to do with the wardrobe.

My grandmother was visiting that day and we showed it to her. She didn’t say much until she saw the holes and gasped.

“Shi(4). There is Shi here.”

I told her, “Yes.. there are 4 holes.”

She shook her head. “No. Shi.”
My mother’s face also began to drain color for someone who wasn’t very superstitious.

Here’s the creepy part..

Shi, in Japanese is 四 which is 4 in English. But Shi is also 死 - Death.

There was a death in the wardrobe.

(Source: , via halloweenmonster)

Gateway of the Mind

In 1983, a team of deeply pious scientists conducted a radical experiment in an undisclosed facility. The scientists had theorized that a human without access to any senses or ways to perceive stimuli would be able to perceive the presence of God. They believed that the five senses clouded our awareness of eternity, and without them, a human could actually establish contact with God by thought. An elderly man who claimed to have “nothing left to live for” was the only test subject to volunteer. To purge him of all his senses, the scientists performed a complex operation in which every sensory nerve connection to the brain was surgically severed. Although the test subject retained full muscular function, he could not see, hear, taste, smell, or feel. With no possible way to communicate with or even sense the outside world, he was alone with his thoughts.

Scientists monitored him as he spoke aloud about his state of mind in jumbled, slurred sentences that he couldn’t even hear. After four days, the man claimed to be hearing hushed, unintelligible voices in his head. Assuming it was an onset of psychosis, the scientists paid little attention to the man’s concerns.

Two days later, the man cried that he could hear his dead wife speaking with him, and even more, he could communicate back. The scientists were intrigued, but were not convinced until the subject started naming dead relatives of the scientists. He repeated personal information to the scientists that only their dead spouses and parents would have known. At this point, a sizable portion of scientists left the study.

After a week of conversing with the deceased through his thoughts, the subject became distressed, saying the voices were overwhelming. In every waking moment, his consciousness was bombarded by hundreds of voices that refused to leave him alone. He frequently threw himself against the wall, trying to elicit a pain response. He begged the scientists for sedatives, so he could escape the voices by sleeping. This tactic worked for three days, until he started having severe night terrors. The subject repeatedly said that he could see and hear the deceased in his dreams.

Only a day later, the subject began to scream and claw at his non-functional eyes, hoping to sense something in the physical world. The hysterical subject now said the voices of the dead were deafening and hostile, speaking of hell and the end of the world. At one point, he yelled “No heaven, no forgiveness” for five hours straight. He continually begged to be killed, but the scientists were convinced that he was close to establishing contact with God.

After another day, the subject could no longer form coherent sentences. Seemingly mad, he started to bite off chunks of flesh from his arm. The scientists rushed into the test chamber and restrained him to a table so he could not kill himself. After a few hours of being tied down, the subject halted his struggling and screaming. He stared blankly at the ceiling as teardrops silently streaked across his face. For two weeks, the subject had to be manually rehydrated due to the constant crying. Eventually, he turned his head and, despite his blindness, made focused eye contact with a scientist for the first time in the study. He whispered “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and his vital signs stopped. There was no apparent cause of death.

(Source: fuckyesparanormal, via mathsdebater)