Sometimes, the world isn’t as solid as it seems. Shadows stretch where they shouldn’t, whispers creep through locked doors, and the familiar becomes something else entirely. There are places you shouldn't go, questions you shouldn’t ask, and things that watch when you think you’re alone. But if you’re here, it’s already too late. The walls have eyes, and they’ve been waiting for you. The following stories are all based on real accounts. First, YOU let them in Followed by, borrowed time runs out Finally in our last story, The walls have eyes Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices
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Hi, witches. I'm Blair Bathory, and this is the Something Scary podcast. Thank you so much for being here, whether this is your first time or you're one of the brave souls who have joined us every week. Sometimes the world isn't as solid as it seems. Shadows stretch where they shouldn't. Whispers creep through locked doors, and the familiar becomes something else entirely.
There are places you shouldn't go, questions you shouldn't ask, and things that watch when you think you're alone. But if you're here, it's already too late. The walls have eyes, and they've been waiting for you. The following stories are all based on real accounts. First, you let them in, followed by borrowed time runs out. Finally, our last story, the walls have eyes.
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Before we get to our stories, I wanted to let you know that after this episode, Something Scary will take a much needed spring break. We have loved to bring you these podcasts and videos for almost 10 years, but the business has changed and we are looking at new ways to bring you the scary stories, legends, and tales of the paranormal that we all love. And from the bottom of my heart...
Thank you for letting me be your host for the three years that I was. It's been an honor and a privilege, truly. Stay tuned, and of course, stay scary. And from me, sweet screams. So, wanna hear something scary? Sometimes curiosity leads you to places that should never be explored. Like in this story inspired by AB Cake 25.
When I first arrived at my new college, I was buzzing with excitement and a bit of anxiety. It felt like stepping into a whole new universe. The campus was massive, filled with old brick buildings and towering trees. Everything felt so big, too big, like I was a tiny speck in a world I wasn't sure I belonged in.
I was eager to dive into this new chapter of my life, but my excitement faltered the moment I met my roommate Clara. She had an unsettling presence. Her black clothes clung to her like they were part of her skin. Her hair, long and tangled, fell over her face, almost completely obscuring it.
When I walked into our room, she didn't even look up, just sat there, hunched over a book covered in strange symbols. Her fingers were tracing the pages in a way that seemed like she wasn't reading, but instead was feeling the words. "'Hey, I'm Lisa.' I said, my voice a little too bright and perky. She barely acknowledged me. She lifted her gaze just enough for her eyes to meet.
Her eyes, dark, glassy, unreadable, felt like they were studying me, cataloging me in some way I couldn't understand. Lisa? She whispered, as if testing the sound of it. She didn't look back up. I told myself she was just shy. Shy people are awkward, right? Maybe she just needed some time. But that night, as I lay in bed, the whisper started.
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