Reddit’s Creepiest Halloween Crimes

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An eagle clutching a sword was tattooed on his upper forearm, and he had my hair wrapped around his fist. Before I could really comprehend the situation, he pumped the gas and was dragging me alongside his truck. If you're loving crimes of Reddit, please follow, rate, and review us wherever you listen. It helps us build this community, and we love hearing from you. To get early access and not-free listening, subscribe to The Crime House Plus Community on Apple Podcasts. You can also catch us on YouTube where we include visuals that bring every case to life. Hey. I don't know. I'm sorry for first singing in your ears. No, I love that. Okay. You're welcome. Hi, it's Halloween. And this is Crimes of Reddit. We are your hosts. I'm Sabrina De Niroga. And I'm Alexis Link Letter. And we today are Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun-Dun. Devils. The devile. The devile. Yes. We're wearing devil hoodies that match in honor of my favorite holiday, Halloween. Satan's day. Blessed be, Satan. Right. I'm kidding. I don't support him, but I do support dancing naked in the woods beneath the full moon with your girlfriends. Chanting. Yeah. Like a mid-summer situation. Totally. We need that. Whatever floats your boat. That's right. How about the moon? Be aware wolf or a vampire. Whatever you decide to do, have fun this Halloween. And hopefully none of the stories that we're about to read today happen to you in real life. If they do, or if you have anything happen to you on Halloween this year, or I guess in general, that is true crime adjacent. We want to hear it. We want to hear your stories. Please share them with us on our subreddit, which is crimes of pod. Yeah. We want all of those because we're going to start featuring more and more of them. Yeah. Yeah. We want all your dirty little secrets. If we're going to share our secrets with you, you share yours with us. Yeah. Yeah. Today our theme is we picked stories, true crime-related stories that happened on Halloween. Halloween-related stories. Do you have any crimes that happen to you on Halloween? Or did you commit any crimes on Halloween? Not me, true crimes, but I think really it's like when you're young and you go trick-or-treating, I think mischief just automatically occurs, whether that's a pumpkin, it becomes collateral damage. Or did you smash pumpkins? Not me, but the group I was with may have. I can't really remember it or like there's a sign that says take one piece of candy and then like two slips in the pillowcase. These things have those two get stuck in your fingers. You know? You have sticky fingers. Right. From all the candy you ate at the other house. Right. But this was when I was young before I really understood the severity of those actions. Okay. Well, the severity of those actions are not nearly as severe as the actions of some people in the stories we're going to read. True. Can I tell you the biggest crime that ever happened to me on Halloween? Yeah. It was eighth grade. Eighth grade. Crisp fall day, Halloween, my favorite holiday. I can't remember what I was dressed up as, but I had my first boyfriend and we were supposed to meet up on Halloween and he broke up with me. What was he dressed as? I don't know. We didn't even hang out. He broke up with me and broke up with me. Is it because he wanted to go trick-or-treating with someone else? I don't know. But I don't even know where he is now. Well, you know what? I don't care. I don't hold a grudge. I do. On your behalf. No, I'm kidding. It doesn't bother me at all because look at me now. Yeah. The devil. Maybe that's why he ran. He's like, I see darkness inside of you. Yeah. Yeah. I know. I think he had more darkness inside of him. So that's my little, I'm glad that that's the worst crime that happened to me on Halloween. What's the craziest costume you've ever? And I know you've had some disease. I think my favorite I ever did was Voldemort. Okay. And I showed up at a party where all my friends were like dressed cute and I was Voldemort and I was in character the whole time. I'm sure they loved it. It was a star. It was a very fun. Yeah. What was yours? I don't know. I was a slim gym one year. I need to see a picture of that. It was really good. Have a picture. Can we add it into the video? Yeah. I made like a whole costume and I glued slim gyms all over it and the guy I was dating at the time. He was Randy Savage and I made his costume too. Oh, my gosh. Matcha Man Randy Savage. You're a very creative, crafty, punny costume gal. Yeah. No, I'll send a picture for including here. It was really good. We want to hear also what your favorite costumes that you've done in the past are in addition to crimes that have, that you know love or have partaken in or experienced. During Hollywood. Hopefully you do not commit any crimes. But again, if you did, tell us. Put it on reddit. Yeah. I have not heard Alexis' stories before, so I'm going to be reacting live and then vice versa. You have not heard the stories that I have picked for today's episode. So we're kind of both reacting for the first time with all of you. And if you're going to experiment with listening on YouTube or watching a new experiment. This is a good one because there's a lot of visuals tied to at least my story, the first one. Oh. Yeah. Fascinating. Should we get into it? Yeah, yeah. Okay. Before we get into the first story, we do want to give a content warning. There are mentions of stalking physical assaults and attempted abduction. So please watch with care. Are we ready? Ready. Okay. I've read out the worst Halloween hide and seek ever and this comes from the subreddit. Let's not meet. And it was posted three years ago in the OP is underpants bandit. Okay. Okay. Great. My husband Jim and I own an antique business in a big old bizarre barn of a building, five floors, multiple other tenants, including a restaurant. Halloween was a Monday last year and we locked up the business at 5 p.m. and we went to an early dinner across town. Then we got a call from our security monitoring company at 6.30 p.m. and that's because a motion detected on the lower level, then another. So basically they're hearing from their security company that there's movement inside their business. Right. We left in a tearing hurry, but figured it's a bird or a rat. We don't have rats, but you know, it's something maybe a cat. It's way too early for a break-in after all. Yeah. 6.30 is really early. Yeah. So, OP continues, "I went inside the main level upstairs and disarmed me alarm and started fumbling noisily with the keys and the big iron gate, one of many that separate the floors at night." Jim checked the perimeter outside for signs of a break-in, nothing, doors and windows intact. Dusk was long gone, the shadows had settled in and taken over, just wardrobes. We leaned in the dark. Wardrobes, nothing more, because again, it's an antique business, so lots of wardrobes apparently. Which just make me think of Narnia. Totally. So, OP continues, "I headed down below to the location of the alarm, trusting Jim would follow me. I'm accustomed to the building after dark. So I just turned on my phone light, not the overheads, which is always such an interesting choice. And I actually always yell at the TV, like when in movies and stuff, or like don't turn the light on, flashlights. Yeah. You just flip on the switch, yeah, but then it's not as scary for the viewer. Maybe it's like a tactical decision, maybe like then the, the opponent, the intruder, might have a better eye on them than they have on them. I guess, but I'd rather just see my whole surroundings. I'd rather die knowing what's happening. So, OP's just walking around in the dark because they're accustomed to it with the phone light. And she walked around boldly, like she owned the place, you know, because she deaths. So she says, I looked in the corner with a motion detector, nothing. It's just red eyes blinking mindlessly at me. There's no rats, no cats, and no birds. I turned and went the other way while Jim poked around a few aisles over. And there it was, a fucking burglary kit sitting in the middle of the floor, bolt cutters, a fire extinguisher, just sitting there waiting. So the bowl cutters are terrifying. - Yeah. - Like if you imagine just seeing that, is that the fire extinguisher? - Yeah. - Is that part of an antique, or is that someone brought that in? - Well, I think the idea with a fire is like, you can break glass. I think that's what people do with that. Where it's like, I'm picturing an antique store with like things behind glass, like old jewelry, or like, knick knacks, expensive pens, you know? But these should not be there. - Right, so imagine wandering around in the dark, getting an alarm from your security company, and then it's, you think it's gonna be a cat, or a rat, or a bird. And then you see this. So OP says this. I have never gotten a bigger case of sheer terror so fast. After all, there was no broken window or a door. So they're realizing in real time, he was still there in the dark with me. - Ugh. - That's so insane. - So they're realizing that this person's probably got eyes on them at this very moment. - Right. OP continues. I hissed, "Jim, Jim, Jim, please, please, please." And she didn't hear me. I literally couldn't scream. Just like in those goddamn dreams, my voice was stuck, just me. The spotlight, burglary tools, and a hostile presence lurking in the dusty shadows, watching while I whispered for someone to save me. Finally, a thousand years, or maybe 10 seconds later, Jim wondered why I had not taken root in the hallway, and came to see. He saw what I was frozen, pointing at, and he was like, "Oh, fuck." We bolted out the front door to call 911, and we waited. And we abandoned the building to the burglary. In eternal five minutes later, the police showed up, and they were initially pretty unimpressed with our find of the crowbar and fire extinguisher, until we pulled up the security footage that revealed the actual horror. The face of my new sleep paralysis demon. Can you see the second photo? (gasps) Also, okay, I'm sorry. Why is that not the first thing you do? If you get an alert that there's like motion in your business, my first thing would be to pull up the security footage. It's probably a big to do. That's horrifying. Like, my husband is like head of the HOA in our building, and he is controlled to all the security cameras. Damn, I know what an access. I mean, his father is a former police chief. So he's just like kind of got the run of things, which I'm into it, you know, 'cause I'm like cool. Do you feel safe? Yeah. But like, the point is, is that it's such a pain to look at any one of these cameras if like a package is stolen. We do everything else possible first. It's interesting 'cause I feel like I'm thinking of this day and age. It's just on your phone, like a ring camera, or whatever it may be, and it's just so easy to like go through. But yeah, if it is more of a multiple camera situation, which probably isn't a business. Yeah. Damn, that is horrifying. All right, so again, if you're on YouTube, you're seeing this photo, and you probably will in your nightmares forever, he's looking at the camera. The guy also looks jacked. He looks like a big scary guy. He's wearing a Nike shirt that says just do it. Is that what it says? I'm pretty sure it's the Nike spush. Oh, you're right. Oh my god, I didn't clock that. And he is just doing it. He'd be doing it. He'd be doing it. Okay, so OP then describes her thoughts when she first saw this. She says, so this guy, as is obvious, he's built like a lean mean brick shit house. He's crouched on a landing behind a bookcase when we close. So basically she's saying that in this footage, they're seeing that he hid when they were closing up. He was already in the store. Oh, so he didn't really break in, he hid. He was there as they locked up. So he watched me and my staff lock up, bite at his time, then commas could be he walked out and went into the men's restroom in the hallway downstairs. That area isn't set for motion detection for a variety of reasons. He spent a while in there moving around with the door open. Then he constructed the mask using one of ours, meaning the mask was from this shop. Then he used a fake flower wreath to hold it in place, the mask. So wait, also like what? Did you already call on camera before you put your mask on? I just feel like that's not the most strategic choice. Yeah. So he looked right into the camera, bare-faced, and then put the mask on, stared at it fixably in his mask for a long time, and finally pulled his gloves on. Now if you want to look at the next pictures, you can see this guy without his mask. Which is why I feel like he's a little dumb. Something's up. Next, so once this guy is masked, he stacked a few solid body vintage suitcases in front of a tall iron gate and hopped right over it like it was nothing. He ran down the hall, triggering the 630 PM silent alarm and looped the floor. He ran back into the hall and moved a ladder to hop back to the other side of the gate and bizarrely just repeated this whole thing a few times. What's he after? What's he doing? Who's to say? This man has maybe got an eye for your antiques and he's looking for something specific. Maybe something-- Maybe a haunted doll or cursed object. - I hope the ghost players are haunting him. - Yeah. So then this guy, they watched the footage. He goes back to the basement. He warmed over a 15-inch gap over yet another iron gate back to the hall again, stared into the camera more and below. You can see the photo of the kind of gate she's explaining. - Yeah, you see it? - It's not easy to climb over. - No, there's like very little room between the gate and the ceiling. And now for those of you who are listening this gate, imagine like an indoor flea market. So this gate would basically be separating indoor spaces. So it's not like an outdoor gate. It's like an accordion gate that basically closes off hallways. - It's kind of like in the movie "The Titanic" when they close those gates between the hallways. When they locked the people in the bottom of the glass, rude horrible. - From being able to get to the boats. A hundred percent, those accordion type gates. - Yeah. - Anyways, so this guy keeps repeating this, hopping over the gates. He's moving fast up and over back and forth, upstairs and downstairs, parkour style almost. I mean, the guy does look athletic. Then he got the tools out and peeled apart one of our steel lock boxes with the crowbar and stole a handful of our keys to access showcases. So showcases, I believe, she means like things behind glass. - But like he has the crowbar, he has all these things. Is he just trying, I have so many questions about his tactics and his reasoning because he clearly is caught on camera. So if he's trying to like be discreet about what he steals, he's not doing a very good job. Why not just break the glass, grab what you want and go? - Sounds kind of manic. - Yeah, like we don't know his young drugs as he, does he have a flashlight or is he doing this in the dark? - Lots of questions. - Yeah, absolutely. - She's watching the footage of the moment that he actually hears her fumbling with the keys to get in. So he hears that and she watches then at this point, he ditched the stolen keys and tools and hid and he watched her while he waited in the dark. - Oh, that's so creepy. - So she can see herself in the footage, looking around and she can see him watching her. - So what's that all about? - Terrifying. - The idea of someone being in your space and you don't know. Then she watches them exit to call 911 and they see him run to the basement. Now this is no ordinary basement. In the basement, there's access to a dirt tunnel that circles the perimeter of the building. Where is this? - What is your question? - I wish I knew. - Yeah. - So the burglar broke the door open and entered. Now, OP says there are spiders the size of dinner plates in this tunnel. - This is Australia. - That this guy had no light. So now we know he's fumbling around in the dark and she says it's muddy and dank. It's in a word petrifying below our photos. So you can see the photos of this straight up unfinished tunnel. It's not like a cement coated tunnel. It's like dirt crumbling from the sides. - Sure. - So she explains that there's a tiny exit hatch. If you walk the whole thing and take multiple turns, it dumps you into the busy kitchen of the restaurant that's in the same barn building. - Why do I think this guy is familiar with this building? - Sounds like I feel like you don't just know that there's this exit like that. - Or they've cased out the place before. - And she explains that whereupon, if you exit into this restaurant, one would need to stroll past the line cooks out into the restaurant proper with cameras. And then one could leave through their front door, but they'd be plastered with mud, which does leave tracks, speaking from experience, she says. She says when we found it, there was his clear entrance into the tunnel, but no exit tracks. No muddy footprints, nobody walking out on the restaurant cameras and the cooks noticed nothing. Reviewing the footage, timing it all, tracing his path from one camera to the next, searching the building carefully took hours. By the end, all of us, including the police, were starting to lose our collective cool and freak out. There was no chill when even the guys with guns were rattled, 'cause that meant they couldn't figure out how we exited whether he had where he is he and whether he could still be in the building. Jim and two of the officers had no choice, but to walk the dirt tunnel. There was nothing in there, just those spiders. Jim got the okay from them to board up both ends of the tunnel, which he did, oh my god. So it's like if you're getting the okay from police, it's like okay, if I board this up and he's in there, am I in trouble and if the police are saying nope, do it. It's like okay. So he did, he boarded up the exits and entrances to the tunnel. And thus the story ends, the picture's got spread widely, but we got no useful leads despite the decent face shot. None, apparently. Yeah, he looks really back, like, I mean, not that I would recognize it. It's a clear photo. But I feel like if you knew him, it's a clear enough photo to put on the news. So did he indeed crawl out the hatch in a busy kitchen and stroll out past the line cooks, leaving no trace of mud? I guess. We got no suspicious smells coming out of the tunnel in later weeks and months. But nobody has walked to the far side since. I have vowed I will use his skull in this year's Halloween display if he's dead down there. I like the story. What the heck? I mean, I'm glad that nothing worse happened. I like the story in that sense. Yeah. I find I have a hard time with stories where there's no closure. Have you ever had something like this happen to you? I don't think so. I have. What do you mean? Okay. It was during the pandemic. Uh-huh. And I was like, in my apartment, like, we all were, and a lizard this size walked across my living room. A lizard? A lizard. Okay. What? Yeah. Listen. So in LA, in Los Angeles, a lizard this large, they just cut down a tree outside my apartment and I saw three lizards in my apartment that day, but one was this big. And I was in shock and I followed it into my bathroom and it crawled into a cabinet and I shut the door and I locked it in there. Okay. Something like this happened to you, I was imagining a human and not a lizard and this took a twist. So I, and I was like, what do I do? And I had to like, face time someone to be like, how do I deal with this? And this is like a 1930s bathroom. I was an old building, but like, the cabinet, there was no cracks. It was a very closed, and I opened the cabinet and it was gone. And I never saw it again. Your cabinet is the portal to Narnia. But like, it didn't, there was no cracks and it was like a cabinet that clicks shut. Yeah. The portal to Narnia. It was gone. I didn't find its body. It didn't escape. It disappeared. And I have a video of the lizard. We can include that. I need you to see this. Yeah. A video of the lizard like walking across because I was such in shock. I took a video of it and I sent it to all my friends like, it was like an iguana. Wait. How does it just disappear? I don't know. That's why I have a story like this and me and my friends still talk about it. I'm like, where did it go? How? I'm curious if anyone out there, anyone who's listening, if you're a lizard expert if they can, because like cats, for example, can fit through like tiny little. There was no crack. There was no hole. There was nothing. I can't explain this. That's so weird. I know. You know what? One of my biggest fears is, and maybe it's unfounded or maybe it's rational. I don't know. I live in an apartment building with like, I don't know all my neighbors. There's probably like at least 30 to 40 people who live in this building. I am terrified that someone has a pet tarantula or a pet snake that is one day going to get out of its cage and wind up in my apartment. Are you afraid of snakes? I'm afraid of a snake coming into my home. Like if I'm at a zoo and I see a snake because I'm expecting to see a snake or a, no, I'm scared of any spider. I'm like, don't come into my home. But like, even jumping spiders in the spider. I'm having a moment where there's like a lot of jumping spiders living on my rooftop. And they're like this big and they're so cute. They're so cute. They don't bite. You know, there are a couple of things that you and I disagree on. Jumping spiders are angels. But anyways, we digress. The lizard is very similar to this. Like you had a burglar in your tunnel. I had a lizard in my cabinet, both have disappeared without explanation. Wow. I know. Is there any follow-up from OP or that's just the answer? Yeah. There are a couple of questions here. So one commenter said, I had to read this twice because I was so freaked out and fascinated by the pictures that I started skipping chunks of the story. And I just looked at the pics. This is so terrifying. OP says, not going to lie, both me and Jim sleep poorly a lot of nights. He live upstairs in the building. And this is like the fourth fucked up break-in. Most happen between 2 a.m. and 4 a.m. I absolutely love my business, but this town is so incredibly stressful these days. Again, I don't know what town this is. I wish I knew. Well, it's also so scary. Because I imagine there's times where someone's working alone in the antique shop, and I would just be so scared. What if this guy comes back or what if he's still there, like just not knowing? Yeah. I'd feel unsafe. I feel about the lizard, but I don't live there anymore, so it's fine. So the next comment is, if it wasn't the first break-in, it's probably the same guy. He must have studied the layouts of the shop. Yeah. And the OP says, it wasn't, but yes, he did. He spent a while in the building during the day. One of my neighboring business owners spoke to him and found him under a rug. Wait. What? I guess he was hiding under a rug. A rug. I just, I have so many questions for this man. It's like, yeah, we can't see you under that rug. Good camouflage. Way to go. But anyways, but the creeper hiding under the rug just convinced him it was just a Halloween prank to surprise his wife. And the wife's in air quotes, because there was no wife, OP says. Yeah, for sure. And she says the people who did the other break-ins were different people who were now in jail. Damn. I know. That was a wild ride. And there's no answer. No. The guy could be in the tunnel or he disappeared to another dimension. Or maybe he's in jail for another crime, because it sounds like this is his type of person who's probably-- How did I get out of the tunnel? Do the hatch? I don't know. Maybe he knows of a secret exit? He's squirrely that guy. Him and the lizard. Yeah. Okay. Maybe they're together somewhere. They're the two of them. Yeah. Him and his pet lizard. I think so. Committing crimes. Yeah. Break-ins. 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Listen to and follow, "Government That Doesn't Suck," available now wherever you get your podcasts. This is the pretty, it's scary. Okay. It's called "Halloween Isn't Supposed to Be This Scary." Okay. It was posted eight years ago on creepy encounters, and O.P. says, "It was Halloween in my small south Louisiana town. It was a crisp night. The temperature was in the mid-80s. They put crisp, crispy quotes. Louisiana crisp, sure. And the heat showed no signs of slacking off. I was walking around with my older sister and our friend Brooke. My sister had dressed up as a cat, and Brooke was dressed as a witch. I made the awful decision of wearing a formal gown since I decided to go as "Zombie Prom Queen." I had a crown and everything. I love that. Love. I was drowning in that dress, though. I was so hot in the corset back was restricting my breathing. It was about 8.40 pm, and pretty much all of the kids were cleared off the street. We were making our way to the park next to the city hall where my mother was supposed to pick us up. We were planning to meet her there at 9 pm. The three of us were about 6 blocks away at this point. And my sister stopped to talk to a friend of hers that she saw. I was not stopping, though. It was close to time for my mom to pick us up, and I was not going to be late. Also I was miserable in that stupid dress. And I wanted to go home. I carried on for about 2 blocks before I noticed that my sister and friend had both stayed behind, which I was annoyed at to say the least. I only had 4 blocks to go before I could lay down in my mother's minivan. Being alone in the dark started to give me the creeps. The yellow street lights didn't do the ambiance any favors. I kept my pace, I kept walking, until I heard the rumble of a muffler coming up behind me. So I moved all the way off the road. Then this large black truck came past very quickly and turned to the left in front of me. I passed the intersection. I only had 3 blocks left. Then I heard that truck again. I didn't move back onto the road, so I didn't bother looking back. It wasn't too strange that the same truck had passed again, but the third time they passed, this truck slowed for a good 30 seconds or so. That is what scared me. I didn't recognize the truck, and the windows were tinted heavily. As soon as I thought I could see a bit of a face they peeled out again, and they disappeared around a corner. I made it another block, before I heard the truck again. I was now 2 blocks away from my ride, and I was scared to start running. I already couldn't breathe because of the dress, and I was terrified that I was going to pass out. But as soon as I heard the truck, my stomach wrenched. I kept my eyes down, and I watched my own shadow as those headlights came closer. But I was too late. I would die, horrifying. - Yeah. - I was running as best as I could, clawing his arm, trying to get out. I was crying and screaming. The only thing that kept running through my mind was that if I tripped, I was going to be run over by this truck. And this man who was grabbing my hair is just laughing. I was completely helpless. - Wow. - It felt like as soon as it started, he let me go. I felt on my knees on the asphalt. I tore my dress, I skinned my palms, and my scalp was on fire. I was inconsolable, and I was hyperventilating. I stood up, I wiped my face, and I looked around and felt absolutely violated. I looked back at the way I had come from and realized that this man had dragged me by my hair for a whole block and a half. - It's evil. - It's so evil. - Yeah. - Just laughing. And the amount of times it circled. Ugh. Once I caught my head, I ran across the street to the park. My mother was nowhere to be seen. I climbed into the enclosed slide and I just curled up and cried. I don't know how long I was laying there before I heard my mother calling my name. I came out and she was walking up the street calling for me. I walked over to her. She looked me up and down and sort of freaking out because apparently I had blood on my face and dress from my hands. She ran to me and was asking what happened and kept looking me up and down for gashes or something worse. I couldn't find my voice. I just held on to her and cried. We spent the next few hours at the police station filling out a report and long story short, nothing ever came of it. I'm still pretty mad that that dress was ruined and I also lost the damn crown. I'm even angrier though that the man was never caught. This Halloween will be the first one that I've gone out for in nine years since this happened and I'm going out with my godchild to go trick or treating. How does so scary? Isn't it terrifying? Random acts of violence like that are so disturbing. And I'm so glad it didn't progress into like a full-on kidnapping or anything worse but just the thought of someone so insidious that's our word now, who just is getting off on someone, the laughing, thinking about it, circling, deciding to do it, deciding like I have resentment towards this person for some reason, that's gonna be a fun person to do this to. It's so disturbing. Someone who has the capacity to do this is someone who's gonna escalate, who's gonna eventually do more harm to someone and it just makes me so angry that there's no repercussions. 100%. Ugh, chilling. So the comments agree with us. Everyone's like holy crap that's so flippin' scary. What a total asshole. Were you able to describe the tattoo on his forearm to the cops? I would probably looking at guys' forearms for the rest of my life after something like that. I'm so sorry you had to go through this OP. OP wrote, "I'm from a very small town. Like everyone knows everyone. I'd never seen that guy or his truck before. I did describe the tattoo down to the color scheme when they never found the guy." Which is hard, especially something on Halloween happening. It's like, did this person know it's Halloween? They're driving through different towns, just searching for people to. Mayhem? Yeah. Yeah. Like do people see Halloween as like a purge type evening where they can go fuck around 'cause the cops are distracted and busy? Probably. Yeah. And like, it's true. It's like law enforcement's always spread then on holidays and like, but it's just, I don't know, it's supposed to be fun. And it's just very annoying that women have to watch their backs to that degree. Yeah. I am curious like a statistic of how, like, is the rate of crime higher on Halloween? Because you're, people are in disguise and there's so many people out that you can kind of get away with things. Like, are there more burglaries on Halloween? Because. Probably. You wouldn't notice someone breaking into someone's house. In a mask. Or like, people lurking around isn't something people call in because like people lurk around on Halloween. On Halloween. In masks. That's scary. Yeah. And people are used to like noise all night long, right? They're not like hearing a scary noise and thinking the worst because you expect that on Halloween. Yeah. Yeah. I don't like that. Crazy. Yeah. I mean, the comments are kind of everything we said. The audacity of this fucker. I knew people are fucked up, but holy shit, this is worse than just fucked up. Yeah. It's really. It's really scary. And it's just like truly wrong place, wrong time. Yeah. Poor ball. O.P. was just by themselves and this. This truck also circled multiple times to make sure she would stay alone and that they could do what they wanted to do. Yeah. Awful. I'm just glad O.P. is okay. Yes. Me too. But fuck that fucker. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. All right. On to the next. Yes. Happy Halloween, Crime House listeners. I'm Vanessa Richardson. Did you know horror films like Abigail and Sinister were based on true stories? Join me every Sunday this month on Crime House 24/7 for Crime House of Horrors. Where I dive into four stories behind some of our favorite scary movies. On Abigail, the autopsy of Jane Doe, Sinister, and the taking of Debra Logan, you'll find one thing in common. The truth is scarier than fiction. Listen every Sunday on Crime House 24/7 or Join Crime House Plus for all four right now, add free. Subscribe on Apple Podcasts, Spotify, or at CrimeHousePlus.com. This one is titled, "Stalked Wall Trick or Treating," parentheses, true scary story. This is from our slash Let's Read Official, and it was six years ago. On Halloween night, back when I was in eighth grade, I'm 27 now. My friend Kayla and I were giddy with excitement, messing around and getting dressed up in our quote costumes. I'm not going to say what we were that year because it's too cringy. Anyways. And now I want to know even more about desperately. I love a cringe. It was eighth grade. I know. O.P. Continues. This night was a special night for us girls because this was going to be the last year for us to go trick or treating. We thought that once we became freshmen in high school, trick or treating would be too childish. So we were going all out, especially with the innocence. We were going all out, especially with the amount of candy, grabbing pillowcases that we planned to fill entirely. Remember when candy meant something? It still does. No. It's on my bedside table every night. Really? Oh yeah. I don't go anywhere without candy. What? Yeah. You're like, "What kind of candy do you like?" I'm like a chewy candy. I love nerds clusters. There's someone in the kitchen. I eat them every day. Did you request them? I did request them. No way. No way. That's hilarious. Okay. So, candy means a lot to Sabrina, still. So anyways, they were going all out, especially with the amount of candy, grabbing pillowcases that we planned to fill entirely. We didn't waste any time going door to door, street after street. And we did that so long. We didn't even realize that hours had passed. I didn't even think to look at the time until I noticed that there were less and less kids on the street. Every street we came to, there were fewer people. So when I looked at my phone, I said, "Dakala, holy shit, it's 9.30. We should probably get back to my house. I was such a bad eighth grader, I would be out so much later than that." Yeah. But it is interesting, because it makes sense that trick-or-treating ends earlier, like people turn their lights off. Or. Yeah, a good point. You kind of follow what the houses are doing. Yeah. That's true. So, we slowly started walking back towards my house. And as we were passing each street, we noticed how eerily quiet it had gotten seemingly out of nowhere. And you're right. I feel like there is a certain point. Maybe it's 10 p.m. Where people are like, "I don't want people knocking. I don't want any more of the lights to go out," and it happens abruptly. Yeah. So, people were turning off their porch lights, signaling they were not going to be passing out any more candy. Now, I was a paranoid person back then, and I'm still a paranoid person to this day, probably even more so now. So when I got that feeling, that chill that runs up your back and your shoulders tense up, something's off. I looked side to side and get this urge to look behind me. I slowly turned my head around, looking over my shoulder, and what I saw, and eerily made me piss myself. About four houses down from us was Michael Myers. You don't know Michael Myers, give it a Google. We can put a tail face. But we should put a photo. You know, the reddish, Auburn hair, black slits of eyes, just soulless, gaunt face, scary, sagging jowls. You know the face. You're describing it very well. Thank you. Almost gray skin tone in the movie. Yeah. Exactly. Michael Myers is behind them, or someone dressed as Michael Myers, I should say, was slowly walking behind us, and no one else is on the streets, remember? Like they have like the weapon that Michael Myers carries, too. Well, let's see. O.P. says, to me, it might as well have been the real Michael Myers in that moment. He stopped staring back at me, not moving, just staring. Now, this would be creepy to anyone. And this, this was literally my worst fucking nightmare. My number one childhood fear just so happens to be. Michael Myers, and you know, when you fear something, it is almost like a self-filling prophecy. When you think about it a lot, you notice it in a crowd. - Well, let's not say that 'cause I don't want the spider or snake ending up in my apartment. - I mean-- - I think about it a lot. - Okay, well, it could happen to you. I don't want-- - Don't give it so much energy. Okay, I'll stop that thing about it. Anyways, so OP gives a little backstory. When I was about four, my mom was busy cleaning the kitchen as I sat in the living room playing with the toys with the TV going on in the background. Apparently, the creepy music from Halloween had caught her attention, she's four, remember. And she's watching the TV, and OP recalls the part in the movie where Michael Myers pops out of the closet, grabbing a hold of the victim and lifting him up in the air against the wall as his victim desperately tries to break free. But it's paralyzed with fear. And then Michael Myers pulls back the knife and brutally stabs the guy to the wall, pinning him to the wall and in the air. - Yeah, if you're four years old and you see that, that will definitely traumatize you. - Oh, yeah, totally. And OP says, "When I was four, I'd never seen something so gruesome." And so, you know, altogether just absolutely terrifying. And at that age, I believed it was real. - Yeah. - Now, this then becomes something that just haunts OP through middle school and to eighth grade, right? So she says, "After that incident, I couldn't sleep at all, especially alone in my bed and absolutely could not stand the dark. I knocked on my parents' bedroom door for months, begging them to let me sleep in their bed with them. I did not get over my fear of Michael Myers until I was in my early 20s. So being in eighth grade, walking down the dark street, knowing around besides just me and Kayla and seeing my absolute worst fucking nightmare walking slowly behind us, I swear I thought I was going to pass out." - You know what's really scary too is in this situation. It's almost, you're so much more unsafe because if all of the houses have turned their lights off, I feel like you can't really run and go ring a doorbell because people are like, "Oh, kids are just trying to trick or treat. I'm not going to answer it to make them go away." - Yeah, and people scream like the whole day and home. So it's like no one's going to take your cries for help seriously. - Yeah, so OP turns to Kayla, her friend who is with her. Her voice trembling in whispers. There is somebody following us. He stresses Michael Myers about four houses down. Pick up the pace, but do not start running. Kayla turned looking slightly over her shoulder and snapped her head back forward. She goes, "What the hell, that is so creepy." We had two blocks to go. Let's see if he follows us when we turn. OP nods. A million thoughts running through her head. Maybe I'm overreacting, she thinks. It is Halloween after all, but why is he alone and why is he following us? So OP says when we got to my street, I glanced behind me and I swear my heart stopped. At that moment, he wasn't behind us anymore. I panicked darting my eyes all around me. Oh my God, where is he? Kayla turns around stopping in her tracks, squinting her eyes, trying to skin the area. She says maybe he turned down a different street. He probably wasn't even following us to begin with. She said this as she spun back around heading down the street again and then I spotted him. He stepped out from behind a tree, but now he was only two houses away. He started walking towards us, gaining on us as I stood there frozen in fear. This is horrifying. I know, I screamed go and Kayla whipped around, holy shit, oh my God, oh my God. We shrieked as we started sprinting the rest of the way. Oh God, please no, this can't be real, this just can't be. I thought to myself. I was in somewhat denial that this was actually happening. Could this really be happening? So she says we sprint up my driveway, both of us practically crashed into my front door, frantically turning the door knob and then my heart dropped, the door was locked. I start pounding and pounding on the door, screaming for somebody to please hurry and open the door. I look behind me and there he is stepping onto the driveway, still heading straight for us. I'm screaming, where is everybody? Please mom help us. I glance back behind me and he's gone. I went silent, listening, intently for any noise. When all of a sudden he slowly came around the side of my house, just a few feet away from us. Is it going to be a family member? This means he-- I want it to be. This means he walked around the left side of my house through my backyard and came around the right side of my house. I screamed while practically falling through the door. My mom looked at us like we were insane. I yelled, close the door. Kayla slammed it shut and looked out the window. Where is he? Where did he go? Kayla said, running to look at the front living room windows, who, what are you talking about? My mom said, looking at us completely confused. Someone was following us. It was someone dressed as Michael Myers. My mom stepped out to the driveway and turned and yelled back at me. Well, there's no one here now. It may have just been someone messing with you. I have to say, since I'm older now, and have seen the movies at least a million times, that stalker guy was 100% spot on, with exactly how Michael Myers is in the movies. The walking slowly but gaining on us so fast at the same time disappearing and popping up out of nowhere. The fact that the scenario was my number one childhood fear that I've had multiple nightmares about, and even though I'm much older now, reminiscing that night still gives me chills to this day. It's just, I can't help but wonder if it really was an actual prank gone too far, or if that person had more sinister intentions in store for us. Yeah, I'm so curious if it was someone who knew the fear the OP has, and specifically was pulling a prank on them. Just seems like a prank going on a way too far. Yeah. And I don't know if you've been seeing in the news recently, there have been a couple of pranks. Like someone dressed as Chuckie I think in DC, like tormenting people, and then there was a prank where someone was banging on the door in masks to be people threatening this family, and it turned out to be a prank. But like that's not a joke. It's not a prank, and like here's the thing, most people, if this was a normal prank, most people would like break character pretty early on. Right. You do it for like a block, and then you start laughing. You be like, I'm sorry, it's Halloween. I was just messing with you. Like this seems like a 30 minute long prank. That's like someone having too much fun, scaring kids, or like it seems like an adult would be able to keep this act up too long, not like a kid. This doesn't seem like a child is doing it. And then also if it was a friend or someone who was doing a prank, I feel like they would have the next day been like, ha ha, got you. Like you were so scared. You should have seen look on your face. But since no one has ever come forward with that, it does make me think it's a little bit more malicious. And like this makes me feel like this happened like in the mid 2000s, based on the age of the OP, like describing what it had. Or maybe like, yeah, it does. It seems like the 2000s, pranks used to be different. Like we have more, there's more information now about like how you can like scare someone, how you shouldn't be following someone home. Like times were different, even though it was only, I don't know, 20 years ago at this point, right? They were different. So maybe it is a prank, but like just, there was gone too far. One time my mom used to throw like the best birthday parties for us and my sister's birthday was July, or is July and I'm August. So we would have a lot of combined birthdays. And one year we had a survivor themed birthday party and it was like my sister's friends versus my friends. It was very fun. But like by the end of like all the like survival challenge, survivor challenges, we all slept in tents outside. Oh my God. It was elaborate. It was so elaborate, it was so much fun. But we had like tribal council and everything. But one of our friends, dad's, 'cause there was a lot of people like a lot of kids from the neighborhood knew that we were all camping outside, knew that we were like a bunch of little girls like who got scared. We were all in our tents and we heard like rustling outside and we were all scared, screaming. We all look out and there's this man in a costume hiding behind a tree in the backyard. And it ended up being one of the girls' dads who was trying to scare us. Did your mom know about it? I don't think so. And he very quickly did reveal himself and was like, "Ha ha, he ha ha." I still don't like that. No, and I don't think you could get away with that today. It'd be weird today. Yeah. So then me and my friends went and slept inside 'cause we were scared. Smart. Yeah. You got the survival instincts. She's the survivor. I'm just so scared that I hide. You're the final girl. Survive the horror. No, I think I would die pretty quickly in a horror movie. Yeah, me too. Yeah. I'd run upstairs instead of out the front door like you're not supposed to do. Speaking of which, do you have a favorite scary movie that scared the bejesus out of you when you were little? All of them. So similar to OP talking about accidentally watching that clip from Halloween when they were really young, I hated scary movies growing up and my mom and sister loved them. And the way that it, like, there was one night where I went downstairs to get water. And through our kitchen, there was like a cutout where you could see the living room and the TV. And I went downstairs to get water while my sister and mom were watching the ring. Oh. And it was like a moment where she was like crawling out the TV or something like that. The worst moment to see you. Snapshot of it. Yeah, what about you? Scream. Oh. The first scream. Because, so in the first scene when Drew Barrymore's character, her name's Casey in the movie, she is murdered. She tries to escape out the front door. And you see, like, from an aerial shot that she's, her house is really remote. And she starts trying to run towards, like, a neighbor's house, but, like, it's a light in the distance. And I grew up in a really similar area where I'm like, there's no neighbors. There's nowhere to run. So, if something happens, I'm getting chased through the woods. It's not like I can go bang on a neighbor's neighbors at all. There's probably like a mile between me. I lived in the middle of the woods, down like a mile long driveway. So you felt like it was too close to home. Well, if someone broke in, I just had like five hiding spots in my house, like designated, because I'm like, there was no escaping. Yeah. And I have another story that is kind of a spin on this theme. Okay. And it's about a creepy kid. No. Creepier than I was when I was a little girl. In a different way. Did you see my mom comment? No, it was your mom comment. So it was the clip, you know, when we talked about how when I was little, I went under my parents bed and sleepwalking and screamed. She commented under the social clip of it that posted and she was like, I was, she's like, yeah, I was there. We were all screaming because they woke up and they sort of screaming. And I was laughing because I was like in case someone, like anyone thought I was making it out. My mom. Wait, your dad followed me on Instagram. He did. Should I follow him back? But you know what's my dad? Because it has his name and then link letter. That is hilarious. Ad shorter. Maybe. I was like, that's so sweet. That is hilarious. Okay, this is called my son being creepy on Halloween. Okay. It was supposed to five years ago. So last night, I was taking my five year old son to a trunk or tree at church. There really isn't much to do in this town. And we were in the car and we were arguing about music. Went out of nowhere. My five year old son asks, "Mommy, I'm a civilian. Mommy?" Mommy? I said, "Mommy." But it says Mommy. Mommy. I was trying to be my five year old. I'm totally in British child in this telling. Okay, but I also like the way that it's quoted is written the way like a child will speak. So I'm channeling my best five year old boy. I love that. Mommy? Are murder murs real murder murs? I answered, "Yes, baby, sometimes people do kill other people." He sadly asked, "Will I get murder mured?" Oh. No, baby. It's my job to keep you safe. I thought this would be the end of it. It wasn't. He then very specifically asked, "But what if you get shot in the belly?" Good God. I answered, "Mommy's belly is pretty big. I would have to go to the hospital, but I'd probably be fine." My son then asked, "But what if you were shot by the gun?" That's really a cannon and it turned your belly to fire. You probably wouldn't be fine then. Good lord. Oh, we don't have those here. Again, I think this is going to be the end of it. Then he asked, "Mommy, do they have murder murs in the desert?" I said, "Yes, they do." Oh. He got quiet. Then he said, "The last time I got murder mured, I was in the mountains high above the desert. I had a gun that was really a cannon, but it broke and fell apart. It just fell apart and I couldn't get it back together and that's when I got murder mured." It would be sad if I got murder mured again. Uh, okay. Then I turned Lizzo on, which is his favorite, and he was pretty quiet for the rest of the ride. We live in the deep south of the U.S., and he has never been to a desert. Yeah, he's remembering a past life. I love past life stories. Yeah, me too. Yeah. Because I do think this age is interesting because you control your child's media consumption still at this age. Since they start really going to school, you lose control of that, which is sad, but when your kid is that age, you know what they've seen because they've never been alone. Typically, they haven't really even been with maybe a couple babysitters or something. Those are the most interesting stories to me too. And it's so specific in doing to your girls when it goes for so long. I feel like age four seems like the time where a lot of kids will ask questions like this, and then almost immediately after they'll just like move on with life, and then they start to forget. Yeah, probably because like their brain fills up with different information, because that's really when you start like reading like the big cognitive shifts happen. Yeah. Wow. That's fascinating. Yeah. So comments were saying, in my belief, this is a past life memory, children in that age group are closer to their last lives and sometimes have memories come through. He felt safe enough to share his with you. Next time ask some questions like, how old were you? Do you remember your family, stuff like that? Then someone else commented, I had a neighbor's three-year-old daughter tell me that she was an actress in California who died in a car accident, and she described the accident sounds like crashing and glass breaking in a fire that was so hot she fell asleep. Which again, it's so specific and it's also so graphic and it's things that children in that age wouldn't know and shouldn't know. Right, because even that description like, when you're that young and you think about a fire killing you, you wouldn't think about it as falling asleep. But that is probably like, that's what death is. And it's like such a simplified way to explain it. And using the words that she has at that age, right? Yeah. It's so interesting. I know. Have you ever seen the show Ghost Inside My Child? I think I've watched a clip of it. You should watch it for two girls one ghost. Yeah. I think it did so well. Yeah. Yeah. It's such an interesting concept. And I fully believe in like, past lives and reincarnation. Do I understand how it works? Absolutely not. But there are some really convincing stories that we've heard. Like, children knowing French and explain. Right. Or then even just having such specific knowledge of things that they really shouldn't know. And it's like, how do you, how do you just credit it? Yeah. You can't. Yeah. Crazy. So I'm curious if any of you out there have creepy kids who remember their past lives. I know. Tell, please tell us if you do. Tell us. I love that. Okay. So I, because we were covering some more crime related things, which were a little bit heavier. I found this subreddit, or I found this reddit thread all about spooky things that happened on Halloween. And I thought it would be just like kind of a palette cleanser for the end of the episode. Yeah. I love that. I mean, we're both going to read a couple of stories from it. But there was one story that this is the reason I got drawn into the thread. Okay. Because it's literally, the question is, what's the spookiest thing you experienced on Halloween? And then there's a bunch of people commented. And there was one person who was like, so me and my friends were cutting, like doing a shortcut, cutting through the woods, but all of a sudden a tree jumped out at us. And we realized it was a human being who had so intricately dressed up as a tree and hid in the forest. And there's no follow-up. There's no, I have so many questions, I'm like, did they know this person? Or is this just like a creepy adult who is lurking in the woods to scare children? That's so weird. Isn't that wild? Adults who are too obsessed with kid things are really such a Halloween. No. Halloween is in a kid's thing. Trick or treating is a kid thing. Halloween is for all ages, but I think there are age appropriate ways to celebrate it. It feels predatory. Insidious. It feels insidious. There we say. Yeah. There we say. Oh my god, that's so interesting. There we throw out the word that you so often love to use. Yeah. Okay. So, here's another. When I was a kid, we opened the front door and between groups of trick or treaters and a huge solid black cat ran inside, cute, very cute, but also, we know the, I hate the superstition, so much. Black cats are good luck. Don't spread the negativity. They are also so cute. So cute. I love black cats. Yeah. Oh, he continues. It was terrified the cat and coward under the kitchen table. Oh, baby. You made it a comfortable spot in the back room so it could hide out the rest of the night. So, think about it. It's like the black cat was probably being like antagonized on Halloween, so it ran into this house where it felt safe. The next day we put up flyers and talked to the neighbors, but no one recognized him. We named him Satan and he lived the rest of his life with us. That's the cat distribution system. Yeah. That's your cat now. There is, yeah. That's your cat now. Every Halloween, we made sure he was in a safe spot in the back bedroom so he wouldn't panic and run off again. Satan was a very good boy. I love naming him a cat. I feel like that's my favorite story we've read ever. It's really cute. It's so cute. Yeah. I love that. I might steal that if I get a black cat, I might name it Satan or Lucifer. Hmm. Lucifer is cute. Lucifer is cute. Yeah, it's a bab. Uh. Bubba. Bubba. I'll do Bubba. That's really cute. Yeah. Okay. I like that one. Um, I have one that's a little bit scarier. Ooh. Okay. We were a little old to be trick or treating in high school, but we still went. There were three of us. We ended up on a street with no houses giving out candy and no other trick or treaters. All of a sudden, we hear a vehicle approaching behind. They start slowing down. And once they pass, the driver turns the interior lights on and looked back at us menacingly. He was dressed as a clown with an axe in his head. We laughed it off, but now that I think about it, it is very spooky. Clowns are just not. I also love that because it's, it is scary, but it's not malicious. It's like, I know I'm dressed up creepy. I'm going to try to scare these kids. Turning around menacingly. fine. Taking it too far like our Michael Meyer story, not fine. I agree. There's a, there's not even a fine line. There's a clear line. Hard line. Yeah, 100%. All right, let's do one more. Okay. When I was like 13, my friends and I went to a corn maze haunted attraction. I know they're so fine. So fun. And they had a dude with a chainsaw, except in the middle of the maze, some aggro, middle-aged man tackled the chainsaw guy and started choking him out. No. The other workers who were volunteers had to pry him off the chainsaw guy and he ended up getting arrested. Poor chainsaw guy was just doing his job and having fun. Yeah. Let's keep it nice on Halloween people. I do think about that all the time though, because, and I've asked this question and I'm curious or anyone who's listening, if you've ever worked at a haunted house or like one of these mazes, how often do people get punched? Because there's a fight or flight response in a human being when they get scared. And yes, you might be willingly signing up to go to these events. But if you truly get so frightened and your impulses to like fight, I wonder how often these actors get punched. I don't know. This is taking it to an extreme. Yeah, I just feel like people should be able to control it. Like don't hit people working. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, you're allowed to jump scare. Yeah. But if you can control it and movie theater, you can control it in a haunted house. Yeah. And if you know that that's your impulse, maybe don't go to these things. Don't go. Yeah. But I'm curious if you've worked at one, if any crazy things have happened to you. Yeah, let us know. Happy Halloween, everyone. 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