Haunted Forests Sometimes Trees Hide the Moon

Forests are places that should scare us.  Especially now when we are so disconnected from them.  But they always had their dangers.  Bears, wolves, predators of all types, including 2 legged ones.  But what of the other strange phenomena reported in forests?  Do the spirits linger because they died there or is there something about certain places that attract and hold spirits?

https://www.independent.co.uk/travel/europe/hoia-baciu-transylvania-haunted-trees-ufo-ghosts-how-to-visit-camping-alex-surducan-marius-a8023136.html

https://murderpedia.org/male.P/p/pommerencke.htm

Transcript

speaker 0:   0:00
Hey, guys, this is K athy and I'm coming at you not from Paranormal Tower, but from Library Hill, which is my home and if you ask, did I name  my home. Yeah, I did. It  used to be the library. It's on a hill, and so it's called Library Hill.  

speaker 0:   0:38
But the reason why is because, like you guys, I live in an area that is becoming increasingly, um, it's becoming increasingly dangerous to be outside on dhe to be socially connected with people at this point. For those of you who think that this is all some kind of silly a media perpetrated hoax, I hope you're right. But let's just take a couple of weeks break. Let's separate a little bit. Let's, you know, clean everything. Let's just lay low for a couple of weeks and see if we can't get a handle on this. Before too many of our neighbors become sick and too many of our most at risk people died. If you think it's silly and you think it's stupid, that's okay. Listen to this story. Sit at home and listen to this story or a few of my stories and enjoy yourself. And if you don't think it's crazy, then you know what you can listen to these stories to And in fact, I'm going to try and produce as many of them during the week as I possibly can to keep myself entertained and hopefully to keep you entertained as well. The most important thing, guys, is that we all stay healthy and that we all stick around for a long as we possibly can. Some of these stories that we tell on paranormal tower or scary stories, but a lot of them are not nearly as scary as what's going on outside today. So I want you to sit back. I want you to relax, and I want you to listen to a couple of these stories. Welcome. Paranormal Tower. I have something to tell him. There are so many things in this world that we have an irrational or unfounded fear of spiders, clowns, that creature under your bed. All of those things may be dangerous and unique and obscure circumstances, but generally speaking, they're not. Spiders are not out to get you. There's no demon lurking under your discarded underpants and clowns. Well, you know what, guys? Clowns really are terrifying. So just  steer clear of those. But there are certain things that we fear, perhaps less than we should. Historically, many of our legends and myths are centered around places that we probably are better off being frightened off, like abandoned mines and, of course, forests. Dark forests at night, mainly, but forests are threatening. You do have things that live there that are intent on killing you, large and scary and hungry creatures. Lions, tigers and bears. Oh, my and Wendy goes, Wait, the Wendigo, the reek, Slenderman all manner of these creatures. But put aside the supernatural. Put aside the unknown, the stories that were told to keep people safe. Well, they were largely successful. Now imagine you live in a clearing in a forest. You may be new to the continent as you in the United States in the 17th century, or your people may have been here for millennia. Still, it's a time of no electricity, no cell phones, no police, no rangers. It's a time when darkness brought with it not only stories of scary things, but really scary things. Perhaps your mother and father would keep you safe by telling you of witches or ogres or trolls or other strange things. Still, in truth, while they were making these things up in order to frighten you, they were right to do it. They were right to frighten you because your little dark world really was trying to kill you at night. And two that the ne'er do wells who might stumble upon your house or village And and then, of course, there were the winter nights which were so long and so dark and so cold. And the outside world was so hungry you and your people would hunker down after evening meal, perhaps around the hearth, with the fire providing the oldie warm and the only life. And there you would set awaiting the dawn. And you would feel safe in the numbers safe in the warmth safe in the light. But you knew you knew that that door right there before you I was the only thing that kept the outside world and all of its dangers away. You would not linger outside. You would not me end or pass the line of trees. You would not chase the howl to see what made it what you You should fear the forest. You was certainly should, but certain Farrah Swell those you should fear more than others. Many of our childhood nightmares come from a collected series of stories from a particular forest in Bavaria, Germany, the Black Forest. The myths and folklore, if that's what they are, were collected diligently by two brothers who believed them to be important social and historical subjects. These brothers were most aptly named. They were the Brothers Grimm. Now, despite what Disney films have taught us in these last 30 years, thes stories were far from delightful tales with happy endings. No, in fact, some are so dark and so twisted that I wondered that Disney chose them at all. For instance, in Sleeping Beauty, the princess's ordeal is pretty awful on all levels. While she lays in an enchanted slumber, a king finds her in the forest, and when he can wake her, he, for lack of a better word, rapes her unconscious body. Mind you, the Grimm brothers do not sugarcoat this. These stories are terrifying, and they are intended to be that way. She becomes pregnant and gives birth to twins while she's sleeping. One of them, starving, manages to suck the poison splinter from beauties finger and awakens her. The king, who's already married and already has a queen, decides that he's gonna marry beauty, his wife. It should come as no surprise, is opposed to the idea and decides that she will get her point across by killing the twins and serving them to the king. Now, she was not successful. She did not kill them. She did not bake them. They actually lived. But that gave the king and idea. And he decided that divorce would be a little bit messy with this queen. And so he burned his wife alive, thus freeing himself to marry beauty who had little choice. Please don't ask me what happened to the Little Mermaid. But these were the stories of the black forest, the ones that became known as fairy tales. Yet the Black Forest has much more frightening stories and creatures than just cruel men and their wives. The witches, of course, are well known. The wear wolves, the mermaids and even Children. Yes, the black forest is filled with stories of spirits of giant demons who devour Children who refused to obey their parents. Not every child paid attention. Some really did leave the cabin at night. Some really did venture where they should not have. And some really we're just swallowed up by the Great Black Forest and the black forest is massive. It covers a huge amount of space, and within it there still villages and towns and homesteads that are untouched and have been for hundreds of years. There are legends, of course. For instance, of bottomless legs were kings of the underwater world. Rise and steal. Young women, two people, their kingdoms, contemporary stories, talk of creatures that come from the mortar. But the's air hardly kings. In December of 2008 I trekked into the black forest in search of something, some feeling, I think. I mean, I've heard so much about it so much of my childhood stories that I loved, and I heard the lessons I was taught took place in it. I really was not prepared for the size of the place. That darkness, that guy's the trees, the massive trees we had started in a place called Baden Baden, which is an entryway to the forest. It's a spa like city, remember, we're modern travels, and we were riding in a comfortable car seeking places to stop and investigate, but we had started late in the day was incredibly sure the sun dropped like a stone as we climbed through the villages and into the forest. They're no lights there, no guard rails. There is no Mickey Mouse. There is no Walt Disney, and after about a 40 minute drive, there were no other cars, and we had settled into silence. The joking had stopped at a sullen quiet had wrapped us up the lying. This was the music playing. Someone had put on a traditional German yodeling CD, which was almost creepily cheerful on other occasions that had caused us all to laugh and attempt to follow along, despite it being in German and, of course, it being yodeling. Even our guide, who was eternally chipper, became subdued. The moon, fat and glowing, became lost above the canopy. This forest, even on the world close to civilization, was vast and dense. It was throbbing. It was, it seemed to be alive, and it seemed to be watching. From time to time, you would glimpse the tendrils of smoke rising above the tree line off in the distance, and then you knew someone lived there But where was there? It was the middle of no place, the middle of nothing, just trees, trees. Now we have gotten a very late start, and I was really disappointed that we had not reached an investigation point before the sun went down. I knew it would limit us as with the cold, our guide new on Lee, where we were going and he was not from the area. He did not know the specifics of why we were there. The forest has always been a frightening place. However, it is often provided safety for the people of Germany as well. In the past, it's slowed but did not stop the progress of the black plague and from time to time, marauders and armies. But its vastness also provided covered for society's most heinous people and most heinous actions. They could always slip it out of the trees and find the crevices and then slipped back into the darkness, can't they? It always seems that the darkest among us understand the darkness of the forest. At this point, we had travelled more than two hours into the forest, somewhere near a place called Thornburg. We're approaching one of the places that I was curious about. In 1959 a young man named Heinrich Palmer Neck t tormented and terrorized this part of the Black Forest. He was a serial rapist and killer. He was beyond vicious. In his first murder, he attacked a woman in a sleeper car of a moving train. He raped her, and when she fought back, he dragged her from the car and flung her off the train. She was smashed against the rocks on the side of the tracks and severely injured. But he wasn't done. He then pulled the emergency cord on the train, stopping it jumped off, ran back to where she was, stabbed her repeatedly and smashed her head against the rocks until she died. He then raped her corpse. Palmer Nikki was known as the beast of the Black Forest. He committed any crime that he felt the urge to commit, including robbery, rape and murder. He was a madman who believed women were witches and that they tempted him specifically in movies and the film that drove him over the edge with Cecil B. De Mille's 10 Commandments. When he was finally caught, he was charged with 10 murders, 20 rapes and 35 robberies, and he called it the game that he could not stop playing. The area was marked. However, it seems, by his actions. The spirit of one of his victims dragged into the woods and left to Ron has been seen here. It is a desolate and truly frightening place. I put myself in the mindset of the victim. There was no real escape because she was the captive of a madman, but also because she was in this forest, this forest with the road, but no way in or out for her. Mad men are not afraid of death. They're not even scared of being stopped. They think only of that moment that second, when the compulsion is satisfied and her fear must have been immense, she must have thought she was in the grasp of a monster for indeed she waas. As we pulled off the road onto the gravel and then into the dark, I knew I would not venture too far in I brought with me only my phone. I was looking for a feeling, not evidence, and so I stood near the spot where she had been seen two hours from town. No lights. Not even noises. Not yet. Just the vastness and the dark, the dark. That was not even the night, but a different dark altogether. I could understand this spot being halted. I can't say I saw anything that night. All right? I can't. But I certainly felt something. And what I felt was cold. It's so cold. But I felt feverish and shaky as if something was surrounding me. And I think I felt fear. And I don't usually feel that. And I have said that to you guys before. I don't get afraid, not in situations like this. And so I believe I was feeling a lingering fear of hers. And perhaps I'm mistaken. I can't say for sure, but I do know that that forest is its own world. It has bends that you cannot see and it has physics that defy our eyes. Some people will call it a vortex, But I think of it more as a world Ah, world that exists within but separately from our own. On the way back, we stopped at Lake Mumble See, formed of a glacier 10,000 years ago. This pristine lake is home to the king I spoke of earlier, and from time to time, people's clean to see him rise a lake monster perhaps like messy but granted a crown and a purpose. Often these stories rise to explain the disappearances of Children and young women. Why is it always young women that disappear? People say they ran away. And when that isn't likely, a monster rose from the lake and took her. It seems about right, doesn't it? I mean, I'm sure a monster took her, and I'm sure she ended up in that leg. But I'm not sure that the monster rose from the lake. My next forest is considered the most haunted in all of the world, and I visited there last year. Hoya Brochu Forest in Romania is most decidedly strange in Romania. Over. The people are very resistant to the belief in ghosts, or at least they're resistant to being fought, that they believe in ghosts. In fact, they're very resistant to anything supernatural, and I think that has to do with the fact that so many people think of the Romani and think of fortune telling and think of Dracula when they think of Romania and they. They have a tendency to believe that that means that we in the West think of them as being less intelligent or less, um, less modern, then weigh our and it's unfortunate I will say this. They always. They were very eager to tell us, however, that they felt that they were a very superstitious people, so they don't believe in ghosts. But they do believe in dark spirits. It's interesting, Um, they tend to dismiss any kind of casual ghost story, but they definitely do believe in the evil eye and in evil curses. So it's an interesting dichotomy how Yobo shoe is very interesting. Visually, the trees grow and kind of strange, almost human forms. They don't grow straight up, but they kind of grow into weird shapes where they're moving towards each other and then up. And it seems to defy kind of gravity and a natural path of growth. They form in circles, and sometimes they create their own. Their own paths spontaneously on the forest has long been known as a hotbed of strangeness and paranormal activity. We always want to know why, but here it seems that it simply is. There doesn't seem to be a reason why there doesn't seem to be. There's no curse that happened in the forest. There was no murder. There was no no specific folklore that created the paranormal reputation of this forest. It seems instead to have always had it, which leads some people to believe that it's actually a vortex. It's actually a place where paranormal activity originates, and it is not a result of something else. It falls upon a spot in the earth where the planes of existence just seemed to shift more easily. People have reported seeing strange lights and orbs with their own eyes, and not only in pictures. They hear a disembodied female voice. This is what is most commonly reported that seems to call them deeper and deeper into the forest. They claim that as they get deeper and deeper into the forest, she's always just a little bit off, always kind of encouraging them to follow. And then they can become disoriented and lost. One woman got lost in the forest for five days, finally stumbling out near where she went in with no recollection of the time. She had spent their save for the voice that she followed. It probably comes as no surprise that UFOs are commonly reported here, both from outside the forest and from within. Locals refuse to enter because they fear that they won't return. Or if they do, they'll come back. Changed in the 19 seventies of very famous UFO photograph was taken here, and that's become something that people commonly refer to when they think of this particular forest. And I can attest to the fact that you feel differently in the forest. You definitely feel watched. It's strange and it's beautiful and it's beautiful. In a strange way, whether it's the natural ambience of the place or it's the humidity or the barometric pressure or whatever else it's this or even a strange electromagnetic vibe to it. You feel a presence. You don't feel alone. You feel as if somebody is just reaching out for your shoulder, and it can be really unnerve ing. I'm sure that there are those of you out there who will say that all of this is explainable and I'm sure that it is. But I ventured in there in daylight and I did not go at night. I would not hesitate to do so But I would definitely want to bring some kind of a bread crumb to leave behind me to make sure that I found my way out. And one of you, dear listener, what strange stories have you got? What strange experiences have you gotten up to in your neck of the woods? I would love to hear your stories. Send them to me at my story of paranormal tower dot com or call our hotline and tell them to us yourself a 7327379 to 1 to. If I use your story on our podcast, you're gonna get some nice piece of swag. I hope you've enjoyed this week's Tales from Paranormal Tower. Please make sure to follow us on social media. Visit paranormal tower dot com for links to our social media pages and our show notes, please also make sure to subscribe, download like in review wherever you get your podcasts and please share us with your friends as that's the best way to keep us up and running and growing. 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speaker 0:   21:54
But the reason why is because, like you guys, I live in an area that is becoming increasingly, um, it's becoming increasingly dangerous to be outside on dhe to be socially connected with people at this point. For those of you who think that this is all some kind of silly a media perpetrated hoax, I hope you're right. But let's just take a couple of weeks break. Let's separate a little bit. Let's, you know, clean everything. Let's just lay low for a couple of weeks and see if we can't get a handle on this. Before too many of our neighbors become sick and too many of our most at risk people died. If you think it's silly and you think it's stupid, that's okay. Listen to this story. Sit at home and listen to this story or a few of my stories and enjoy yourself. And if you don't think it's crazy, then you know what you can listen to these stories to And in fact, I'm going to try and produce as many of them during the week as I possibly can to keep myself entertained and hopefully to keep you entertained as well. The most important thing, guys, is that we all stay healthy and that we all stick around for a long as we possibly can. Some of these stories that we tell on paranormal tower or scary stories, but a lot of them are not nearly as scary as what's going on outside today. So I want you to sit back. I want you to relax, and I want you to listen to a couple of these stories. Welcome. Paranormal Tower. I have something to tell him. There are so many things in this world that we have an irrational or unfounded fear of spiders, clowns, that creature under your bed. All of those things may be dangerous and unique and obscure circumstances, but generally speaking, they're not. Spiders are not out to get you. There's no demon lurking under your discarded underpants and clowns. Well, you know what, guys? Clowns really are terrifying. So just you're clear of those. But there are certain things that we fear, perhaps less than we should. Historically, many of our legends and myths are centered around places that we probably are better off being frightened off, like abandoned mines and, of course, forests. Dark forests at night, mainly, but forests are threatening. You do have things that live there that are intent on killing you, large and scary and hungry creatures. Lions, tigers and bears. Oh, my and Wendy goes, Wait, the Wendigo, the reek, Slenderman all manner of these creatures. But put aside the supernatural. Put aside the unknown, the stories that were told to keep people safe. Well, they were largely successful. Now imagine you live in a clearing in a forest. You may be new to the continent as you in the United States in the 17th century, or your people may have been here for millennia. Still, it's a time of no electricity, no cell phones, no police, no rangers. It's a time when darkness brought with it not only stories of scary things, but really scary things. Perhaps your mother and father would keep you safe by telling you of witches or ogres or trolls or other strange things. Still, in truth, while they were making these things up in order to frighten you, they were right to do it. They were right to frighten you because your little dark world really was trying to kill you at night. And two that the ne'er do wells who might stumble upon your house or village And and then, of course, there were the winter nights which were so long and so dark and so cold. And the outside world was so hungry you and your people would hunker down after evening meal, perhaps around the hearth, with the fire providing the oldie warm and the only life. And there you would set awaiting the dawn. And you would feel safe in the numbers safe in the warmth safe in the light. But you knew you knew that that door right there before you I was the only thing that kept the outside world and all of its dangers away. You would not linger outside. You would not me end or pass the line of trees. You would not chase the howl to see what made it what you You should fear the forest. You was certainly should, but certain Farrah Swell those you should fear more than others. Many of our childhood nightmares come from a collected series of stories from a particular forest in Bavaria, Germany, the Black Forest. The myths and folklore, if that's what they are, were collected diligently by two brothers who believed them to be important social and historical subjects. These brothers were most aptly named. They were the Brothers Grimm. Now, despite what Disney films have taught us in these last 30 years, thes stories were far from delightful tales with happy endings. No, in fact, some are so dark and so twisted that I wondered that Disney chose them at all. For instance, in Sleeping Beauty, the princess's ordeal is pretty awful on all levels. While she lays in an enchanted slumber, a king finds her in the forest, and when he can wake her, he, for lack of a better word, rapes her unconscious body. Mind you, the Grimm brothers do not sugarcoat this. These stories are terrifying, and they are intended to be that way. She becomes pregnant and gives birth to twins while she's sleeping. One of them, starving, manages to suck the poison splinter from beauties finger and awakens her. The king, who's already married and already has a queen, decides that he's gonna marry beauty, his wife. It should come as no surprise, is opposed to the idea and decides that she will get her point across by killing the twins and serving them to the king. Now, she was not successful. She did not kill them. She did not bake them. They actually lived. But that gave the king and idea. And he decided that divorce would be a little bit messy with this queen. And so he burned his wife alive, thus freeing himself to marry beauty who had little choice. Please don't ask me what happened to the Little Mermaid. But these were the stories of the black forest, the ones that became known as fairy tales. Yet the Black Forest has much more frightening stories and creatures than just cruel men and their wives. The witches, of course, are well known. The wear wolves, the mermaids and even Children. Yes, the black forest is filled with stories of spirits of giant demons who devour Children who refused to obey their parents. Not every child paid attention. Some really did leave the cabin at night. Some really did venture where they should not have. And some really we're just swallowed up by the Great Black Forest and the black forest is massive. It covers a huge amount of space, and within it there still villages and towns and homesteads that are untouched and have been for hundreds of years. There are legends, of course. For instance, of bottomless legs were kings of the underwater world. Rise and steal. Young women, two people, their kingdoms, contemporary stories, talk of creatures that come from the mortar. But the's air hardly kings. In December of 2008 I trekked into the black forest in search of something, some feeling, I think. I mean, I've heard so much about it so much of my childhood stories that I loved, and I heard the lessons I was taught took place in it. I really was not prepared for the size of the place. That darkness, that guy's the trees, the massive trees we had started in a place called Baden Baden, which is an entryway to the forest. It's a spa like city, remember, we're modern travels, and we were riding in a comfortable car seeking places to stop and investigate, but we had started late in the day was incredibly sure the sun dropped like a stone as we climbed through the villages and into the forest. They're no lights there, no guard rails. There is no Mickey Mouse. There is no Walt Disney, and after about a 40 minute drive, there were no other cars, and we had settled into silence. The joking had stopped at a sullen quiet had wrapped us up the lying. This was the music playing. Someone had put on a traditional German yodeling CD, which was almost creepily cheerful on other occasions that had caused us all to laugh and attempt to follow along, despite it being in German and, of course, it being yodeling. Even our guide, who was eternally chipper, became subdued. The moon, fat and glowing, became lost above the canopy. This forest, even on the world close to civilization, was vast and dense. It was throbbing. It was, it seemed to be alive, and it seemed to be watching. From time to time, you would glimpse the tendrils of smoke rising above the tree line off in the distance, and then you knew someone lived there But where was there? It was the middle of no place, the middle of nothing, just trees, trees. Now we have gotten a very late start, and I was really disappointed that we had not reached an investigation point before the sun went down. I knew it would limit us as with the cold, our guide new on Lee, where we were going and he was not from the area. He did not know the specifics of why we were there. The forest has always been a frightening place. However, it is often provided safety for the people of Germany as well. In the past, it's slowed but did not stop the progress of the black plague and from time to time, marauders and armies. But its vastness also provided covered for society's most heinous people and most heinous actions. They could always slip it out of the trees and find the crevices and then slipped back into the darkness, can't they? It always seems that the darkest among us understand the darkness of the forest. At this point, we had travelled more than two hours into the forest, somewhere near a place called Thornburg. We're approaching one of the places that I was curious about. In 1959 a young man named Heinrich Palmer Neck t tormented and terrorized this part of the Black Forest. He was a serial rapist and killer. He was beyond vicious. In his first murder, he attacked a woman in a sleeper car of a moving train. He raped her, and when she fought back, he dragged her from the car and flung her off the train. She was smashed against the rocks on the side of the tracks and severely injured. But he wasn't done. He then pulled the emergency cord on the train, stopping it jumped off, ran back to where she was, stabbed her repeatedly and smashed her head against the rocks until she died. He then raped her corpse. Palmer Nikki was known as the beast of the Black Forest. He committed any crime that he felt the urge to commit, including robbery, rape and murder. He was a madman who believed women were witches and that they tempted him specifically in movies and the film that drove him over the edge with Cecil B. De Mille's 10 Commandments. When he was finally caught, he was charged with 10 murders, 20 rapes and 35 robberies, and he called it the game that he could not stop playing. The area was marked. However, it seems, by his actions. The spirit of one of his victims dragged into the woods and left to Ron has been seen here. It is a desolate and truly frightening place. I put myself in the mindset of the victim. There was no real escape because she was the captive of a madman, but also because she was in this forest, this forest with the road, but no way in or out for her. Mad men are not afraid of death. They're not even scared of being stopped. They think only of that moment that second, when the compulsion is satisfied and her fear must have been immense, she must have thought she was in the grasp of a monster for indeed she waas. As we pulled off the road onto the gravel and then into the dark, I knew I would not venture too far in I brought with me only my phone. I was looking for a feeling, not evidence, and so I stood near the spot where she had been seen two hours from town. No lights. Not even noises. Not yet. Just the vastness and the dark, the dark. That was not even the night, but a different dark altogether. I could understand this spot being halted. I can't say I saw anything that night. All right? I can't. But I certainly felt something. And what I felt was cold. It's so cold. But I felt feverish and shaky as if something was surrounding me. And I think I felt fear. And I don't usually feel that. And I have said that to you guys before. I don't get afraid, not in situations like this. And so I believe I was feeling a lingering fear of hers. And perhaps I'm mistaken. I can't say for sure, but I do know that that forest is its own world. It has bends that you cannot see and it has physics that defy our eyes. Some people will call it a vortex, But I think of it more as a world Ah, world that exists within but separately from our own. On the way back, we stopped at Lake Mumble See, formed of a glacier 10,000 years ago. This pristine lake is home to the king I spoke of earlier, and from time to time, people's clean to see him rise a lake monster perhaps like messy but granted a crown and a purpose. Often these stories rise to explain the disappearances of Children and young women. Why is it always young women that disappear? People say they ran away. And when that isn't likely, a monster rose from the lake and took her. It seems about right, doesn't it? I mean, I'm sure a monster took her, and I'm sure she ended up in that leg. But I'm not sure that the monster rose from the lake. My next forest is considered the most haunted in all of the world, and I visited there last year. Hoya Brochu Forest in Romania is most decidedly strange in Romania. Over. The people are very resistant to the belief in ghosts, or at least they're resistant to being fought, that they believe in ghosts. In fact, they're very resistant to anything supernatural, and I think that has to do with the fact that so many people think of the Romani and think of fortune telling and think of Dracula when they think of Romania and they. They have a tendency to believe that that means that we in the West think of them as being less intelligent or less, um, less modern, then weigh our and it's unfortunate I will say this. They always. They were very eager to tell us, however, that they felt that they were a very superstitious people, so they don't believe in ghosts. But they do believe in dark spirits. It's interesting, Um, they tend to dismiss any kind of casual ghost story, but they definitely do believe in the evil eye and in evil curses. So it's an interesting dichotomy how Yobo shoe is very interesting. Visually, the trees grow and kind of strange, almost human forms. They don't grow straight up, but they kind of grow into weird shapes where they're moving towards each other and then up. And it seems to defy kind of gravity and a natural path of growth. They form in circles, and sometimes they create their own. Their own paths spontaneously on the forest has long been known as a hotbed of strangeness and paranormal activity. We always want to know why, but here it seems that it simply is. There doesn't seem to be a reason why there doesn't seem to be. There's no curse that happened in the forest. There was no murder. There was no no specific folklore that created the paranormal reputation of this forest. It seems instead to have always had it, which leads some people to believe that it's actually a vortex. It's actually a place where paranormal activity originates, and it is not a result of something else. It falls upon a spot in the earth where the planes of existence just seemed to shift more easily. People have reported seeing strange lights and orbs with their own eyes, and not only in pictures. They hear a disembodied female voice. This is what is most commonly reported that seems to call them deeper and deeper into the forest. They claim that as they get deeper and deeper into the forest, she's always just a little bit off, always kind of encouraging them to follow. And then they can become disoriented and lost. One woman got lost in the forest for five days, finally stumbling out near where she went in with no recollection of the time. She had spent their save for the voice that she followed. It probably comes as no surprise that UFOs are commonly reported here, both from outside the forest and from within. Locals refuse to enter because they fear that they won't return. Or if they do, they'll come back. Changed in the 19 seventies of very famous UFO photograph was taken here, and that's become something that people commonly refer to when they think of this particular forest. And I can attest to the fact that you feel differently in the forest. You definitely feel watched. It's strange and it's beautiful and it's beautiful. In a strange way, whether it's the natural ambience of the place or it's the humidity or the barometric pressure or whatever else it's this or even a strange electromagnetic vibe to it. You feel a presence. You don't feel alone. You feel as if somebody is just reaching out for your shoulder, and it can be really unnerve ing. I'm sure that there are those of you out there who will say that all of this is explainable and I'm sure that it is. But I ventured in there in daylight and I did not go at night. I would not hesitate to do so But I would definitely want to bring some kind of a bread crumb to leave behind me to make sure that I found my way out. And one of you, dear listener, what strange stories have you got? What strange experiences have you gotten up to in your neck of the woods? I would love to hear your stories. Send them to me at my story of paranormal tower dot com or call our hotline and tell them to us yourself a 7327379 to 1 to. If I use your story on our podcast, you're gonna get some nice piece of swag. I hope you've enjoyed this week's Tales from Paranormal Tower. Please make sure to follow us on social media. Visit paranormal tower dot com for links to our social media pages and our show notes, please also make sure to subscribe, download like in review wherever you get your podcasts and please share us with your friends as that's the best way to keep us up and running and growing. 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