| ID | #1622029042 |
| Added | Wed, 26/05/2021 |
| Author | July N. |
| Sources | Eyewitness report
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| Phenomena | |
| Status | Research
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Initial data
In the winter of 2000, I was working at a convenience porn store in Calgary. My shift was from 11 pm to 7 am on the Trans-Canada Highway. The locals know this place. The usual thing was truckers and a disdainful crowd at 2:30 from the bars.
One night at 4: 30, a "ghoul"walked into the store. He was breathing very strangely, with loud, labored breathing. He looked at me so unnaturally when he came in. I'll never forget that guy's eyes, they were black. Not in the psychedelic sense that I'm familiar with; they were empty. A chill ran down my spine... just the memory makes my eyes water.
He went straight to the far corner of the store and stayed there. I went to see what was going on, and to my horror, I found a zombie masturbating, clucking at its newfound riches. He started jumping around, making these crazy noises that haunt me to this day.
I grabbed this guy by the hair and by the belt, led him out of the store, opened the door with my foot, and threw him down the stairs. I locked up the store and regrouped for 30 minutes in the back room. This is not a joke. There are some strange souls on this plane.
Original news
Date: Winter 2000
Location: Calgary
Time: 4:30 am
Summary: “In the winter of 2000, I was working in a 24-hour porn shop in Calgary. My shift was 11 pm to 7 am on the Trans-Canada highway. The locals will know this spot. The usual business was truckers and the scorned 2:30 crowd from the bars. One night at 4:30 am, a “ghoul” entered the store. He was breathing really weird with loud, labored breath. He looked at me in this unnatural way when he came in. I will never forget this guys eyes, they were black. Not in a psychedelic way, which I’m familiar with; they were empty. A chill went up my spine…it makes my eyes water just remembering it. He went straight to the back corner of the store and stayed there. I went to see what was up and to my horror I found a masturbating zombie cackling to his new found riches. He started jumping around making these insane noises that haunt me to this day. I grabbed this guy by the hair and belt and marched him out of the store kicked the door open and threw him down the steps. I locked the store and regrouped for 30 minutes in the back room. This is no joke. There are some freaky souls in this plane.”
Source: Eyewitness report
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