Full of time slips, portals to other dimensions and more, this chapter will baffle you and leave you scratching your head.



The Shower Room


The boy decided to use the empty shower room to bathe with his friend standing guard outside to see if anyone was coming in.
Wrapping the towel around his waist and shaking the water out of his hair, the boy started out of the shower when he almost smacked head first into someone else.

“Oh, sorry,” the boy said.

“It’s alright,” the other guy murmured and stalked out of the room, a dazed and confused look in his eye.

The boy thought it very odd that he had not heard the other guy come into the room, but assumed he came in when the water was running.

After changing into his clothes, the boy left the shower room and saw his friend waiting outside for him, his face pale.

“Hey,” the boy said. “Did someone just come out of the shower room a second ago?”

His friend gave him a strange look and nodded slowly.
“Did you see anyone else go in? ‘Cause I could have sworn I was the only one in there.”
“You were. I was standing here the whole time and no one went in.”


Apple Tree


Here’s a random scary story that happened to my roommate’s mother’s dad’s neighbor’s friend’s uncle’s aunt’s acquaintance’s ex-friend’s teacher’s son’s double first cousin.

So anyway, my roommate’s mother’s dad’s neighbor’s friend’s…whatever. We’ll just call him Frank for the record. He was driving in this car, see. And I heard that as he was driving along, he passed this big apple tree on the side of the road, you know where the little island of grass is?

Now, this apple tree is huge—impossible to miss. So, he passed it, see. And after about five minutes, this guy is still driving down the highway when he passes the same old apple tree again!
He couldn’t believe it! He watched him pass it for himself and, no, he didn’t go in no circles and he wasn’t taking no meds. This is an honest, God-fearing man and he wouldn’t lie about something like that.
And now he’s scared out of his wits. He won’t never drive nowhere and he won’t even look at his car!
Frankly, it has me a little spooked too and it’ll take a crapload of courage for me to eat another apple again!


Night to Light


A young woman decided she needed a break from her house. Her cat was yowling, her kids were fighting and the TV was much too loud, so she went to sit on the porch one afternoon to enjoy the peace and quiet.
All of a sudden, the sun went down and it took a matter of seconds before the sky turned pitch black. The woman found this a little odd, but what was even stranger was that her cat that had been crying down the house a moment earlier was now completely silent. She couldn’t even hear her kids hollering about whatever tiff they’d been having. The TV she’d left on inside stopped.
And what’s more, she lived in the suburbs, so there was always a car or two driving by at this time of night, but she didn’t hear any. There were no owls hooting like there always were either.
The woman was scared. Outside, a person grows accustomed to all the everyday noises that occur, but what unnerved her most of all was that nothing at that moment was making a sound. To the woman, it sounded as if the world was…dead.

A few minutes later, the birds started to chirp. Her cat was meowing softly from inside. Her kids began to yell at each other again. The TV inside started back up again. A car or two drove by. And the sun rose out from the east just as quickly as it had set.


Man’s Hole


The town by the river was very peaceful and in it all was well. The bakers baked their bread, the businessmen did their business, housewives worked in the house while some went to their careers in the tall office buildings, and their children went to school like good eggs. Pretty much everything was normal.

Then one day, a big hole in the middle of the town opened and it stayed that way for many days. Construction men said that they could not find a lid big enough to cover it and everyone was warned to stay away. A few curious citizens peered at it and a man leaned down and shouted, “Olly olly oxen free!” But his echo never floated back to him.

A little girl who was walking past it with her mother dropped her shoe into the mysterious hole, but never heard it land.

A young woman threw in a penny, but didn’t hear the splat on the ground. She threw in a few more. Nothing.
This did not go unnoticed and everyone began to get frightened and a little angry. Holes didn’t just open up in the middle of the street, did they?
Panicking, all the citizens of the town by the river ran into their houses and retrieved their heaviest items. Whole sofas, bookshelves, candlestick holders, unused laptops and expired printers all went into the hole at the same time, but they never heard the crash.
Then, the people started to get ideas. Why did they have to fear the hole when they could just make better use of it?
When people got sick and couldn’t make it to the bathroom, they vomited in the hole and spit in it too. Toilet seats were even installed on the outer rim of the hole and the town charged twenty dollars per use of each one.
They also started to make a change in their environment. Instead of landfills, the trucks dumped the thousand pounds of rubbish and nuclear waste into the hole. Boy scouts and girl scouts gathered litter from under the highways and into the hole it went.
The town by the river looked a million times cleaner and healthier than it ever had and they had the hole to thank for it.
Then, one quiet and still morning, a little boy heard a peculiar sound coming from the sky.
“Olly olly oxen free!”












Well, well, well


For as long as I can remember, my mother and father always told me to stay away from the well we had in our backyard. Whenever I looked at it or went anywhere near it, they took turns spanking me so hard and making sure I wouldn’t be able to sit right for a month. They absolutely forbid me to even mention its existence.

They even went so far as to build a brick wall around it.

But, being only nine years old, my curiosity got the better of me and I climbed that wall.

Just know right now that I’m not a bad kid. I just wanted to see what was so great about that stupid well.
The well was so dark that I couldn’t even see my reflection in the water. I took a rock out of my pocket and dropped it in the water. I didn’t hear a splash.
Flabbergasted, I dropped three more rocks into the depths, but heard nothing when I expected to hear three splashes.
I felt confused and mentally abused.
Then, from inside the house, I could hear my father shout, “Who put all these rocks in the bathtub?!”



The Girl of his Dreams


Julian had done well for himself. His high school days were almost over, he had been accepted to a fancy college and he had two loving parents. But he never had any interesting dreams.

Until this one night, that is. In it, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen with short raven hair, big black eyes and a flowing white dress said to him in an urgent whisper, “You live in a wicked place. Run away as soon as the sun lights your eyes.” And then he woke up. It was always the same as the nights went on and Julian started to wonder what they might mean.

One day, as Julian was sleeping, he could swear he heard someone sawing a hole in the floor around him. He also began to notice that his mother never cooked his food all the way through and sometimes she would just try to feed it to him raw. He went to his car and found that his brake was broken in two and lying in the grass. He had to put a butcher knife back in the drawer because he found it sticking right up out of his bed.

Julian was sure someone was after him and he told his parents. As his mother hugged him, his father raised a knife above his head and tried to bring it down upon his son’s back, but the boy broke loose. He was taller than his father and he managed to get the knife out of his grasp, demanding for an explanation.

His parents cried and admitted that they were trying to kill him because they wanted the money in his college fund.

Julian could not believe what he was hearing and stole far away from the house, crashing at his buddy’s until graduation came. That night, he had another dream.

The magnificent woman with the short raven hair, the big black eyes and the flowing white dress came to him again, but instead of the worry lines creasing her eyebrows, she gave him a warm, tender smile.

“You’re safe now,” she said.

And Julian never saw her in his dreams again.

A teenager washed her face. A random guy went to the mall. A girl used the bathroom. Doesn’t sound to out there, right? Well, be forewarned. What happens in these next stories might even happen to you…


Final Chat


Boy: Hello?

Girl: Baby?

Boy: Hi, honey. How’s it going?

Girl: I’m not doing so well! You see, I…I’m lost.

Boy: You’re lost? What? What does that mean, you’re lost? Didn’t you find the bus stop?

Girl: No. Yeah, yeah I did. But it was a ten, fifteen minute wait, so I just started, like, walking around, you know. Trying to kill time and stuff.

Boy: Yes…

Girl: But I’m sure…I’m pretty sure that I’ve just been doing in circles all night and I promise you I passed this bush that looks like Lady Gaga six times already!

Boy: Well, yeah, but why—

Girl: And not only that! And not only that! This entire time I’ve been walking straight, in a straight line. That’s it. No twists, no turns, no curves, no nothing. I’ve just been walking straight ahead and I’ve been going in circles and that didn’t happen when I got to the bus stop and I’m starting to get a little freaked out now!

Boy: Okay, just stay calm. Do you want me to come get you?

Girl: No, you don’t—I don’t need you to. You don’t need to do that. I want you safe at home.

Boy: Well, the whole reason you went to the bus stop in the first place was to hitch a ride to my house.

Girl: Well, yeah. Yes it was.

Boy: This doesn’t feel right. Should I call the cops or somebody?

Girl: No. Don’t bother the cops. They can’t do anything right. No, I’ll just…No, I…No!

Boy: What’s the matter, honey?

Girl: No, I don’t want to…I’m not even going this way! I told you before I—wait, what? No, say that a little slower…

Boy: Me?

Girl: Alright! Okay, okay. I’m going, I’m going, I’m going. Just take a chill pill. Yeesh.

Boy: What’s wrong? Honey? Honey? Honey?

Girl: Okay. This weird guy, this really creepy old man was just screaming at me like Get away! Get away from here! You’re not supposed to be out here and blah blah blah and whatever. So I just ran and…now I really don’t know where I am.

Boy: This is not a good sign. I’m coming to get you.

Girl: No! You stay in your house. It’ll be fine. I’ll be fine. I’ll be just…whoa. Do you, do you hear that?

Boy: Hear what?

Girl: …Whoa…That is some weird stuff.

Boy: What is it?

Girl: It’s, okay, it’s this sound in the distance. Like drums or…bells? Is it…yeah, I think it’s bells or…what the heck is that?

Boy: What?

Girl: Don’t freak out, okay?

Boy: What is it?

Girl: They’re…getting…bigger. Okay, this is really freaking me out. I’ve never seen anything like…wow.

Boy: What is it? What’s the matter? What are you seeing right now?

Girl: It’s lights. In the distance. Now they’re right, they’re right in front of me, and they’re…They’re surrounding me and they’re not lights. They’re—

Boy:…What? They’re what? Hello? Honey? Hello, are you there? Are you there? What’s going on? What’s happening? Honey?

Don’t worry.

Boy: What? Wait a minute, who is this? Hello? Hello?

Everything will be just fine.
Boy: What are you talking about? What’s going on?
Your girlfriend is dead. Thank you.







Public Restroom


The public restroom on the corner was convenient for anyone who was walking down the street to pop a squat on the toilet, do their business, wash their hands and be on their merry way. And it was even more convenient because it was equipped for both genders. However, it had an unwritten rule—do not use it. Anyone who went into the place was never seen or heard from again. Wanted posters and missing person signs were put up, but it was as if they had vanished into thin air.

Then, this girl passed it on her way home just as a series of cramps from her period began to overtake her. She nixed the whole taboo thing and ran inside, as she could not make it to her house without soaking her white pants. The bathroom had very dim and very poor lighting, but it would have to do. Whipping the tampon out of her purse and plugging herself up, she heard a sound.

“Psst!” she heard several voices hiss. They were coming from the floor.

Beneath her foot was a loose tile and it jiggled whenever she moved. The girl bent over to lift it up out of the ground when something caught her eye. It was a dark hole and inside the little alcove were a haphazardly scattered bunch of skulls.

The girl gasped and ran out of the bathroom just before she caught a glimpse of something in the mirror. Crouched beneath the sink was an old woman who had been hiding there for quite some time. She was grinning wickedly at the girl and in her hand was the unmistakably sharp blade of a knife.

Facial Cream


Every morning, the girl had a routine. She smeared her face with a special brand of acne-free facial cream that her mother had bought special from a lady in a shack. However, as the days went on, the poor girl’s face deteriorated, getting uglier and redder and puffier with each day, and she became very weak. It got to the point where she wasn’t able to get out of bed and even though her parents left their jobs to take care of her, she wasted away and eventually died.

Her grief-stricken parents held a funeral and sold everything of hers, including her acne-free facial cream, in a garage sale. The lady who sold the girl’s mother the cream disguised herself and bought it back. She carried it home and gave it to her daughter to use. Her daughter was terminally ill and was hooked up to a breathing machine, but no one thought she would make it. However, as she applied the cream throughout the days, she began to feel stronger and healthier and her face became even more beautiful. Eventually, it got to the point where she didn’t even need to stay in bed and she could go jogging around the block again.
“I feel so much better,” she thanked her mother. “What was in that stuff?”
Womannequin


One time, I knew this guy who knew this guy who knew this guy who knew this guy who knew this guy who knew this guy’s cousin’s best friend’s uncle’s son. But since that’s a mouthful, we’ll just call him B.J.
So, B.J. used to shop at the local mall downtown a lot. He’d walk around, buy a few things, get one of those big, fluffy, salty pretzels and stroll around, glancing at everything on sale. Well, what B.J. liked the most about the mall were the mannequins in the womens’ stores like Macy’s and JCPenny and everything. He always thought they were the most beautiful things on the planet and let’s just say he wasn’t so popular with the real-life ladies. Don’t tell him I said that.

One in particular caught his eye and B.J. would stare at it for hours. She wore a slimming black dress that hugged her figure and was extremely pretty. The thing that stuck out to B.J. was that she was very life-like. He’d look at her day after day and day after day until he noticed something that frightened him. Its face appeared uglier and uglier as the days went by, and it almost looked like it was losing weight. But how could that be?

Then, after a few months without going to the mall, he went there to sneak a peek at his lovely lady and almost wet his pants. The mannequin not a mannequin anymore, but a full-blown skeleton!

He called the police and the manager was arrested without chance of parole. Needless to say, B.J. never went to another mall again.











Indescriba-pool


I hate my pool. I don’t ever swim in it.
Five years ago, we were having family time and I was going to be the first one to get used to the water. Then, it started turning a dark, murky green and bubbles began to emerge and I promise you that pool started to groan and call my name and the smell was absolutely horrible.
I ran away screaming. My parents are still mad at me that I won’t touch it because they paid a lot of money for it.

Me, I’m not ever going near another pool again.

These tales of terror will have you begging your parents to let you stay home from school the next day.




The Chalkboard


When my uncle was my age, he was in school and he was listening in class as his math teacher prattled on and on about things no one cared about and no one cared enough to repeat. Everyone was terribly bored. Then, the piece of chalk suddenly rose up from the side handle and began writing on the board. As everyone watched, the message completed itself and, when finished, read:

“Shut your fat mouth, everyone is bored.”

The teacher fainted and never got back up again.

The entire class cheered and danced all around the room until the school day ended. The principal got news of this and hushed up the situation and got a replacement teacher for the class who was a lot more fun and made math a lot more interesting.

No one knows what happened that day with that piece of chalk, but they sure were grateful!




Playback Music


The band teacher had just finished recording the song with the band and he had gone back into his chambers to listen to it. The beginning went along just as he had expected it would, but when the middle came along, he made out an almost inaudible fuzzy, groaning sound.

Frowning, the composer rewound it but the strange noise did not go away, but seemed to increase in volume. He called the man who had sold him the tape recorder and complained, but he agreed that bizarre sounds were not part of the deal and said he’d be happy to sell him another one that didn’t have weird sounds.

The band teacher hung up and phoned the local parapsychologist, asking him to come over and take a gander. The parapsychologist slowed the taped piece down and a single sentence could be made out;

“Today, 11:00 p.m. at your quarters. Today, 11:00 p.m. at your quarters. Today, 11:00 p.m. at your quarters…”

The parapsychologist was baffled—he had never heard anything like this—and he told the composer to go home, get some rest, and by tomorrow, things would start making sense.

So, the teacher went home. After he took a shower and put on his pink onesie, he crawled into bed. He fell asleep almost instantly, but was soon awakened by thirst.

The man rolled over and checked his alarm clock as 10:59 p.m. changed into 11:00 p.m. He walked over to the staircase but he lost his footing on the first step and pitched down the stairs headfirst. He broke his neck and was killed instantly.

The Cliff by the Sea


The lonely boy was sitting dejectedly on the edge of a cliff overlooking the sea when a girl about his age sat beside him.
After introducing themselves, the boy pegged her as very cheerful and upbeat. She always had a smile on her face and the most interesting feature about her was that she had the prettiest flower he had ever seen in her hair. She said she’d had it in there for as long as she could remember.
They enjoyed the company they provided for each other and had a great time talking and laughing. The boy liked the girl the more he spoke to her and loved the feeling of someone wanting to spend time with him, which he had never been used to. She never seemed to run out of things to say. Their conversation lasted for hours, but time flew. Eventually, the girl said she had to leave and stalked off.

A little later, the boy’s friend sat beside him. “Who were you talking to just now?” he asked.

“Oh, just a girl,” the boy responded offhandedly. “She’s really nice.”

His friend stared at him strangely. “She had a flower in her hair, didn’t she?”

The boy was startled. “How did you know?”

His friend sighed. “Look, buddy. I hate to tell you this, but she died two days ago. Jumped right off this cliff to her death. Her parents said she might have been depressed, but we’re not so sure. Everyone thought she seemed real cheerful and upbeat…”

On and on his friend went, but the boy couldn’t breathe. He quickly faced the crashing waves of the ocean down below to hide his tears.

R.I.P-ped Apart


No one could understand it, but at the elementary school that was closed down, all of the teachers died. They sort of just dropped dead, kind of like those beta fighter fish you get at the pet store, you know? The most peculiar thing about it was that the teacher first stopped in the lounge and the next one who went in there would find their lifeless bodies sprawled on the floor.

Rumor had it that there was a deranged killer hiding in the closet of the teacher’s lounge, and all the kids were evacuated immediately. However, the autopsy report showed that there was no blood loss, no marks on their bodies, no evidence of asphyxiation or any form of murder—but they had been poisoned.

Immediately, the parents turned on the cafeteria food and began going on a rampage, suing all of the ladies in charge of it. Of course, none of them got in trouble except for one. She was taken into police custody and given life without parole in prison. You might be wondering why this is.

You’d want to see someone in jail too for going into the teacher’s lounge and switching the leaves in the tea bags with monkshood.


The Twelfth Sight


One time when I was in class, my teacher was doing attendance and counted twelve of us. She did it again and only counted eleven.

Everyone was confused. This wasn’t just a mistake on the teacher’s part; everyone had distinctively seen a twelfth face, a girl’s face. People looked and looked and we even got the principal involved.

No one could find the twelfth child. It was like she totally disappeared into thin air.

There’s no ending quite like putting a laugh on your lips. Share a few snickers with your family and/or friends.




TV of Doom


An old woman lived alone. Some days she was lonely, but other days she was glad for the peace and quiet.
One night, as she lay in bed reading, the TV in the living room turned on all by itself. A little confused, the lady hobbled out of bed and turned it off only to be halfway to her room and hear it turn on again.
She got back out of bed and shut the TV off and heard it turn back on as soon as she turned around.
She stomped back to the living room to turn it off, and stood there and watched as it turned itself back on.
Frustrated beyond belief, the lady ran to the drawer, took out a piece of masking tape and taped the power button down.
All of a sudden she heard a voice in the room say, “I was watching that.”



Summer Camp


The girl at the summer camp was very mean. She picked on any girl she could, teasing them to tears and insulting them with no mercy. However, she was an angel to the counselors, so they never suspected anything.

The next day, the girl disappeared. The counselors looked everywhere, but couldn’t find a trace of her. However, on the mirror in her bathroom, there was a clue. Written in blood, it said “Bashing and teasing leads to throat-slashing and bleeding!”







I Scream of Terror!


Once, I knew this guy who ordered a pralines and cream ice cream from the cart and he ate it on the way home. The next day, he noticed that his tongue was a little puffy, but he shrugged it off and didn’t bother getting it checked out.

The day after that, his tongue got a little bigger, but he still didn’t go to the doctor.

The day after that, his tongue grew to the size of a baseball, but he still didn’t think it was that big a deal.

It was only the day after the next when he looked in the mirror and saw that his tongue was as big as a balloon that he decided to go his doctor. You should have seen him try to talk to them. “’An I ‘ee ‘the ‘octor ‘lease?” It was hilarious.

The doctors told him to wait in the waiting room and in a few minutes, their toughest, most hardcore surgeon was ready to do surgery on his tongue. Nothing could shock this guy, I promise you.

He had the guy lie on his back on the table and all the surgeon did was poke his tongue with a little instrument and a million little spiders scattered all over the place and ran down his mouth from the egg their mother had laid in his tongue.
The surgeon took one look and threw up all over the floor.

I think he said that the ice cream cart where he got his ice cream had bugs and all sorts of insects crawling around that had the owner swatting them away at every turn. But since a pregnant spider got into one of the pralines and cream, the owner was arrested with no chance of parole.

And worst of all, the guy who had the spider egg in his tongue is my boyfriend.









Stretching


A boy and a girl were sitting next to each other in the computer lab, working on their work.

The girl tilted her head to the side and a loud crack filled the room. The boy tried to ignore her as she raised her arms over her head and swung them left and right, making alternative breaking sounds.
She rolled her shoulders, making a continuous snapping sound. Then, she stood up and wiggled her hips, cracking them in the process. The girl rotated each one of her feet slowly, making an even louder crack.

The boy winced. “Um, ouch,” he laughed. “Doesn’t that hurt?”

“Not at all,” the girl said casually.

“Do you do that often?”

“All the time. My bones are so dry and stiff I’ve gotta stretch any place I can. I’m telling you, there should have buried me with an oil can.”






Hidin’

Crouched under the desk, a blanket thrown over her head, Haiden really didn’t want to be found by the man. The girl tried to remain silent as possible, but heard heavy footsteps enter the room. The blanket whipped off her and she shrieked.

Her father smiled. “Found you. Now it’s my turn. Count to twenty.”

Feeling a tad confused about these stories? Hungry for an explanation? Well trust me; you’re not the only one. Read this index and it’ll give you scaredy-cats a clearer insight into a disturbed mind.

Bus Stops
For the longest time, the bus stop has been the basis of frightening events for many years. In Final Chat, the boy had the girl wait there in order to take the bus to meet at his house but, as you can see, nothing is that simple anymore. Always be cautious around the bus stop; you never know what might happen.
Deranged People
They are everywhere. You just have to be smart enough to point them out. In Womannequin, the storekeeper who dug up his dead girlfriend, cleaned her body and put her on display is someone you should stay far away from. Or like in Facial Cream, anyone who would sell a happy family a product that with continued use eventually steals the daughter’s soul is not someone worth associating with. Or like in R.I.P-ed Apart, when a malicious lunch lady had enough of people taking advantage of her—or maybe it was the fact that nobody said thank you when she served them—and poisoned all the teachers. Of course, Hidin’ expects you to believe that the man chasing the girl was deranged, but it’s alright in the end. But in all seriousness, don’t trust those other people.
However, there are deranged wackos who go even farther on an everyday basis, but I can’t tell you what they did. You’re too big of scaredy-cats.
Doppelgangers
Basically, Merriam-Webster Online defines them as “a ghost that looks like a living person, ghostly counterparts of a living person,” or simply, “someone who looks like someone else.” These babies bring bad luck and bad news and I would stay far away from them if I were you. I got inspired to write T., Dax, Voices and The Tale of Two Brothers from reading all sorts of accounts of people’s run-ins with doppelgangers on About.com. And guess what? They were all true.
Dreams
The idea of dreams holding special meanings is not new. In The Girl of His Dreams, a beautiful angel comes to a boy in the form of a dream with the sole purpose of warning him that his home is evil. Heck, even in the Bible angels came to people in dreams and all that. This is not the only true instance; several stories recount a recently deceased person visiting a family member and saying that everything is fine and they are at peace at last. So next time, if someone tells you something in a dream…believe it.
EVP
They are sounds on electric recordings that may or may not be speech. However, in the case of Playback Music, it was speech and it was a warning of the time and place of the band teacher’s demise. As far as who said it over the music, nobody knows.
Ghosts
Ah, the famous apparitions who come back in the form of their dead selves. But sometimes, it’s not fair because some guys don’t know that the people they are talking to are ghosts, like in The Cliff by the Sea. Other times, it’s funnier when the ghosts aren’t aware that their peers don’t know that they are dead, like in Stretching, when she casually mentions her burial. Ghosts have a humorous side as well, like in TV of Doom, when the old lady unknowingly houses a ghost that likes its television shows, or in Summer Camp of Death, when a ghost has had enough of the bully hurting the other girls’ feelings. Ghosts can also serve a purpose, like in Public Restroom, when they warn her of the bathroom’s haunted reputation.
Portals
A portal is defined as a “doorway,” a “gate” or “some other elaborate entrance.” Portals come in all forms, whether it is in the form of a giant hole like in the Man’s Hole, or a well like in Well, well, well. In Indescriba-pool, who knows where that pool would have led the girl if she got in? That’s why we must always be cautious when it comes to portals.
Reincarnation
Whether it’s real or not, nobody knows, but it is defined as the concept that after a person dies, they begin a new life in someone else’s body. In Baby, it’s Cold Outside, that’s exactly what happened to the woman’s friend’s son, and you could see that he’d told her many times and it has upset her many a times.
Time Slips
This is an alleged paranormal phenomenon experienced through countless parts of the world in which a person or a party travels through time and they don’t even know it until later. Sometimes it’s sort of like a time hiccup, like in Apple Tree, where the man drove past the distinct landmark twice and hadn’t made any turns anywhere on the road. Other times, people unknowingly get transported from one place to another, like in The Shower Room, when the confused boy accidentally wound up there via unknown means. And then, time can go way too fast, like in Night to Light when the woman on her porch literally slipped through time.
Unsanitary Kitchens
We trust the places that keep our food to store it in a clean and healthy environment, but what happens when they don’t live up to this expectation can lead to very scary situations, as illustrated in I Scream of Terror.