I used to have Vitalogy by Pearl Jam. I thought the booklet was simultaneously creepy and really cool. I agree about the masturbation pic.
Yeah I agree. I’d be really upset, especially since it was her friends who asked her to go out. And throwing someone who’s sleeping out on to the street is just plain inhumane. 
I’m guessing that they were on the first floor, wanting to go up, and got on the next elevator that came by, not realizing that it was on its way down to the basement to pick you up.
This just happened to me last week-- I got on an elevator to go to the basement of this hotel, not noticing that it was going up. I had to ride up to the fifth floor, where a couple of fashionistas came on talking about fedexing clothes to Heidi Klum, and ride back down with them to the lobby. They probably thought I was very vaguely creepy, some guy just riding the hotel elevator all day.
Yeah, that’s what I figure, too. Still, it looks odd, since there’s nowhere else for them to go. Or maybe THEY are people that just ride the elevator all day…(cue scary music)
I think you’ve got it; but my idea was creepier. 
::screams and flees the building::
Hey well, what if they were playing elevator tag?
Not creepy, exactly, but weird and frustrating:
I hate stepping on and off a motionless escalator. It’s basically a staircase if it isn’t moving, but my unconscious motor control center has been trained to expect an escalator. No matter how hard I think about treating it as regular steps, the instant I put my weight on the first step (or get to the end and step off), there’s a weird little hitch where I feel like I’m going to tip over. Anybody else know this sensation?
This one, though, is definitely creepy:
I used to work in a downtown Seattle office tower. The company had moved there from its previous location about a month after I started, so I got to see the tail end of the buildout. I also heard about the carpet guy who had had a heart attack while working on the floor on 15 (which had the main lobby), and who died while being rushed down in the elevator, about three weeks before we moved in.
Thereafter, every day, that elevator car would mysteriously stop on 15 a couple of times a day. I spent a fair amount of time in the front lobby, so I witnessed this myself. Nobody pressed a button, nobody was waiting for it, nobody was in it. Just ding and the doors would open – pause – slide shut and gone. Every day. At least once, usually more. None of the other elevators would stop the same way, and this elevator didn’t do it on any of our other floors. Just that one elevator, on that one floor.
Tell me that isn’t creepy…
I was watching “Fact of Fiction?” on Fox and they had one true story that really scared me. A man was admitted into a hospital for severe malnutrition and anemia. He wouldn’tr let the nurse into the bathroom.
Later that night, a radiologist told her that 300 bags of blood had been stolen from the hospital bank. Around midnight, she checks up on the guy. There are two people, dressed in antiquated clothes. They are both very old. They eventually leave, but they are dragging garbage bags behind them. The pair get away before the nurse can stop them.
The next morning, she has the cardiologist give the man an x-ray so she can check out the room. He is wheeled out, and she opens the door to find… bags of blood all over the floor. Mostly empty. The cardioolgist is wheeled back in by the guy with bite marks on his neck. The woman screams, and security appears. The man jumps out of a 6th story window and hits the ground running.
I think what freaked me out the most was when they showed all of the empty blood bags. I get chills remembering that.
My thoughts exactly. Jeez, great bunch of friends you’ve got there.
Ummmm…not to freak you out further or anything, Musajiro, but you do realise that what you’ve described is a classic alien abduction non-memory?
Read ‘Communion’ and related books by Whitley Strieber.
Stompy
I have a few:
About 13 years ago, I was driving home from fredericton, a 2 hour drive if you go a bit faster then the speed limit. It was dark, there were reports of deer on the highway, and it was a bit foggy. There was nary another car to be seen. I took my time, listening to a really weird radio show about some pshcic. I made it home in a just over an hour.
I didnt speed, I didnt take a shortcut, there is no black out of time - how did I get home so fast?
10 years ago, I was married to my first husband, he was talking in his sleep. He whispered harshly: "…and she was… never… ever… seen… again…
I often have streetlights burn out while I am passing beneath them. Veeeeeery creepy.
I am seriously paranoid about people living in the walls, and watching me. I saw a creepy movie when I was a kid - “Bad Ronald”.
Ever read Stephen King’s short story Mrs. Todd’s Shortcut? You should. Spoiler ahead!
[sup](Mrs. Todd’s shortcuts end up being shorter than the straight-line distance on a map)[/sup] Great story, even if you did read the spoiler.
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Here’s something I find creepy. A long time ago, I started a thread about my dad’s rubber glove. It’s now gone on for two months, 8 pages, nearly 400 posts, and over 15 THOUSAND views, and has been saved from page 3 death probably 20 times!
It’s the thread that just won’t die!!!
–Tim
I read that! How did she do that, though? Make the distance shorter, that is…I don’t know if the story reveals it…think its been awhile since I read that story.
Oh another thing that’s creepy (and another SK story), Apt Pupil…that one has always scared me a little bit…ave you read it, Gunslinger?
::singing:: Everybody gets a little creeped out sometimes…
At least, that’s what i gather. Seriously though this is the best thread. It’s the thread that forced me to finally register and start posting. 
Time warps, I suppose. I’ll have to read it again. (4th time now)
Apt Pupil’s about the only one I haven’t read.
(note to self: go to library tomorrow!)
I’m showing just over sixteen thousand views. Damn. This one should go in the permanent archives (y’know, the hidden forums) if it ever dies.
Gun, it’s wonderfully creepy. And it’s in Different Seasons, a collection of 4 novellas. When I first saw your user name i wondered was it a reference to SK’s book the Gunslinger. I’m guessing it is now.
Pet Sematary rocks too, as does the Shining…and Carrie, and Christine of course. I could go on forever here. Horror is vaguely creepy. (Well a bit more than vaguely, really.)
I have this happen to me just about every time I’m out after dark, sometimes two or three will go out but not right in a row. Also sometimes ones that are out will come back on. Very strange.
My cats keep stalking things around my kitchen only there isn’t anything there. This went on acouple of times a week for about three or four mounths, then stopped for three months. Now one cat is back at it.
Well, it wasn’t scary, but it sure was weird… After over two hours of driving almost non-stop at at least 50 MPH, more when I could get away with it, I got stopped for road construction. I got the feeling the car was rolling backwards, so put on the brake. Still there; I pull the handbreak, and sit absolutely still… You know that technique used in Jaws and Vertigo where they zoom the camera in while pulling it back? That’s how I felt… Like the trees lining the road were moving forward and I was sliding backward. It took me a good five minutes to shake this feeling. I don’t know if this happened because I was sitting still after driving for so long, or if it was just an idea that got stuck in my head; probably some of both. Unfortunately, I’ve told my only mildly-supernatural-tinged story elsewhere, so that’s all for now. There are a couple “I had the feeling you were in trouble” psychic-connection-type stories in my family, but all in all, I’ve definitely been short-changed as far as really scary stuff goes. Can’t complain.