x283. GLITCH IN THE MATRIX | Listener Tales of Time Warps & Alternate Realities | Paranormal Podcast

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If I had to rank my favorite topics paranormally, this would be top three. I cannot decide whether it was a dream, a message, or if I have accidentally possessed another version of myself. The hallway behind the glass was just gone, like a void, like opening that door would suck you into a nothingness. What in the severance? We're doing glitches. very spooky. [Laughter] I don't know. Someone is sleepd deprived and it's Karin. I couldn't guess. I have a baby and that baby only let me sleep about 3 hours last night. This is two girls, one

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ghost. Two girls, one ghost. And we are your ghostesses. I'm like about to cry. Are you? Cuz you're No, I'm fine. I'm good. Where are your ghostesses? Karen, are you okay? No, my brain hurts. But that's okay cuz we're going to read cool stories. Yeah. And then after that, we can put you in a sleep chamber. I'm just going to find a way to recline this chair that isn't reclined and continue working in silence. Well, this is Karen. Hi. One of the ghostesses and I am Sabrina. We have a really cool topic for today. Tonight, actually, one of my favorites. If I had to rank my favorite topics paranormally, this would be top three. Well, what else is on the top three list? I'm curious. Crypted encounters, specifically in the woods. Okay. My top three would be aliens, Ouija boards, demonic encounters, and believe it or not, I don't think aliens are my top encounters to read because I feel like there are some really incredible ones, don't get me wrong, but

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I feel like they're limited. I would say Ghost Photos over Aliens. Ghost photos. I'm I'm a little surprised you didn't say reincarnation. I think you really vibe with the reincarnation stories, too. But I guess they're so limited in terms of our inbox. Yeah, like those photos. So, all of the above, I guess. I don't even think we've even said what this one was. You just said it was among the top three and listed the other two. Glitches. Time slips. Glitches in the matrix. What is time? Are we in a simulation? 100% we are. I can verify everything all at once in another timeline. These microphones are hot dogs and we're just bagels looking out on the landscape. I want to be a bagel so bad. Eyes and a rock is a heart. What kind of bagel would you want to be? Um, a parmesan rosemary with veggie cream cheese. Okay. Veggie cream cheese with the chunks of veggie. Oh, yeah. Yeah. Is like a deli homemade veggie cream cheese. Yeah, absolutely. So good.

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You're making me so hungry. Cream cheese. Can we order bagels to eat after this? I can't eat bagels. They have gluten-free bagels places. Okay. Wait, did you know something? No, I don't know. Did you know anything? I don't know anything because this is me from an alternate universe where we all know nothing and I can't speak because I'm glitching in my brain. Holy donut. Yeah. Delivers now. Down to Massachusetts. Oh yeah. What? I think maybe Americanwide. I only learned this when Brian surprised me with a shipment of gluten-free holy donut donuts and you didn't see them. Why? Because I ate them in like 2 days. Okay, but this is glitches and this is not supposed to be just a ramble though my brain wants to do that. This is an encounters episode where we we read the stories that you send your encounters with the paranormal, with the bizarre, with the weird, the wacky, the macob. We read them back to you and we're doing glitches. And I think I will start, please. And I'll give you a second to just breathe. Sink into this dimension. Let's

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trade out our chairs for massage chairs, right? Imagine I'm talking and you get to just zone out and not listen to me. Just can we should just hire massuses to come stand behind us as we record. Oh my god, that is luxury. My actual fear like I I still exist within me. I have a fear of the massage chairs at malls because I don't know why but when I was younger I convinced myself that they were filled with like trolls and evil little entities with basically Chucky dolls. I was picturing like small creatures with knives that were going to like massage massage stab. So I can't sit in those. Maybe in another dimension that's what exists. We have some stories

Hotel Whitcomb, Back Rooms and The Top Floor Doesn't Exist

and I'm going to start with this one from our listener Abriana. Abriana and it's called Encounters. The top floor doesn't exist. Hello, my name is Aana. I love the community you two have built for your listeners. I'm slowly dipping my toe in and maybe will one day be brave enough to interact. Hey, you're

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interacting right now. But you ghostly pals have gotten me through countless workdays, workouts, and commutes and have inspired me to explore my witchy, intuitive side. I love that. This is my first time sending in a listener tale. And I'm using talk to text because every time I try to write it down, something weird happens. Weird. My phone will die. The email shuts down. Something urgent pops up. So hopefully this works. Seems like it did. This happened back in 2012 or 2013. I was 18 and had just been accepted into this film program in San Francisco. They housed us in the hotel Wickcom, which fun fact used to be a county jail or courthouse after the San Francisco fires. That's all I really knew about it at the time, aside from the fact that it was incredibly old, very grand, and has that old Hollywood glam vibe. When you walk into the lobby, it truly feels like you've been transported to another era. Like Greta Garbo could just stroll through the double doors at any second. Beautiful. The program split us up into groups. Fashion students, film students,

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photography and editing. I was with the film students and we were placed on the third or fourth floor. The fashion students were above us and the editing students were below us. This whole thing lasted maybe a week or two and I remember the moment my roommate and I were given our keys. We walked into our room and immediately felt off, like we were intruding. Not in a scary way, but more like we had walked into someone else's living room. And I don't consider myself particularly sensitive to energy or anything, but I felt a distinct feminine presence, like it was her space. I even had this weird urge to say sorry, like I was going to move her things. I didn't tell my roommate because I didn't want to freak her out, but I will never forget that feeling. Now, the bathroom in our room was at the foot of my bed, and it had the worst energy. And this is going to sound weird, but in my memory, it had a dark green hue. Not the tiles or the walls, but the light and the energy in there felt green. It's like the aura of the room. That's not how lighting works, but that's how I felt and how I remember it. Interesting. That bathroom terrified me.

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Oddly enough, it became the first bonding moment with my roommate because that night she grabbed her bathroom kit to go shower, walked in, and immediately walked out and said, "Hey, this is going to sound weird, but um I really don't like the bathroom." And I was like, "Oh my gosh, thank God it's not just me." We ended up agreeing to shower or use the bathroom with the door cracked, wedging the iron between the door and wall so it wouldn't fully close. Wow. It made us feel safer. And then things got weirder. One day we had free time to work on our projects. And some students went out into the city. But a few of us decided, let's stay behind and explore the hotel. That night, someone down the hall, one of the students, was having a get together. And his room was packed with kids from everywhere. Canada, Utah, Northern California, you name it. At one point, this fashion student walks in looking terrified. I noticed, but I didn't say anything. A few other girls walk over to him, and soon they get really flustered, which made me curious. So, I walked over and asked what's going on. He told us that he was exploring and decided to go to the top floor. It was

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marked employee access only, but he was curious, so he pressed the button. When the elevators opened, he said it didn't look like the rest of the hotel. The hallway was white, sterile with fluorescent lights, almost like a doctor's office. This almost reminds me of like the back rooms or like we are in a simulation and 100% accidentally went into the back of the There were two chairs like a waiting room and two doors, one to the right, one to the left. What in the severance? The right one was a set of double cafeteria style doors. The left one was a single door with a keypad and a thin rectangular window. He looked through the single door first and saw a hallway lined with what looked like office doors. Some had name plates on them, like doctor's names. He assumed maybe the hotel had medical facilities or an in-house clinic or something. Then he sat in one of the chairs and went on Instagram for a bit. When he got bored, he decided to check out the double doors. He pushed them and he heard chains rattle from the other side like they were chained shut. He

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managed to push the doors just enough to peek through and inside he saw people. People in robes and slippers sitting around playing board games. Freaking out, he realized he definitely stumbled somewhere he definitely should not be and took the elevator back down, which is when we saw him terrified. So naturally, me and these three girls, who I didn't even know, by the way, decided we should go check it out. Not my smartest moment. We got into the elevator he used, but we didn't see an employee only floor button, just a top floor button. So, we pressed that. But when the doors opened, it looked like any other floor. We figured this guy was probably lying or just trying to mess with us. So, we went back down. But then one of the girls had another idea. Let's try to use the other set of elevators across the hall because the hotel had a mirrored layout, two elevators on each side. So, we got into the opposite elevator. And this time we did see the employees access only button and it had a little keypad next to it. We didn't know the code, but we pressed the button anyway. To our surprise, the elevator

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moved. When it opened, it was exactly how he described. White, sterile, eerily bright. Same chairs, same doors. We stood there stunned. Also, employees only. The employees are just hanging out in robes playing board games. Like what? To the left, we saw a woman just her back. She was wearing light tan high-waisted capri pants and a tucked in white shirt. Very vintage looking like something out of a Marilyn Monroe photo. She went into one of the office looking doors, disappearing. We all ducked, suddenly terrified of being caught. I even looked for security cameras. Nothing. So, me being emboldened, I crept toward the double doors, pushed gently, sure enough, heard the chains. I peeked through and the room was empty. It was set up like a cafeteria, but now covered in dust. There were playing cards still on the table. Chairs were stacked in corners as if no one had been there for years. I called one of the girls over and she saw it too. Same thing. Dust. Abandonment. It looked like

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someone had set it all up and then everyone left in the middle of a game and never came back. Then we turned to the single door where we had seen the woman on the other side go into the office. It was now pitch black. The hallway behind the glass was just gone like a void. Like opening that door would suck you into a nothingness. We panicked. One girl started frantically hitting the elevator button. No one screamed because we were too afraid of getting caught, but we were losing it. When the elevator finally opened, we rushed in. And here's the strangest part. I don't remember the ride down. I remember everything else in vivid detail, but not that. Next thing we knew, we were back in the lobby. We didn't run. We didn't cry. We just kind of shuffled out, dazed like we were sleepwalking. We went over to the bellman, who was an older guy, and asked him what was on the top floor that was marked employees only. He stared at us and said, "There's no employee only top floor." We pushed a little bit more, asking about the area that's off limits. And he smiled and said, "I don't know what you're talking about, but hey, it's past curfew for students." And that was it. I don't remember going back to the room. I don't remember going to bed. And now that I'm thinking about it, none of

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us ever talked about it again. Not that night, not for the rest of the program. It was like we all silently agreed just to pretend it never happened. But I never forgot. I have chills. And to this day, I still don't know what we saw. a glitch, a time slip, a hidden part of the hotel stuck in another reality. The whole building had this feeling like there's too much happening all at once. Like there were a dozen different versions of itself in one space. That's the story that has always stuck with me. That's from Ariana. She her. I mean, like I've never been more intrigued. I want to call this place and say, "Hey, do you have any like She also drew a layout of what going up onto that top floor looked like, which is so back rooms, like the waiting room and everything, white, bright, sterile." Well, it also reminds me, so I just started Severance, so I'm on like episode 4 of season 1. Like they just randomly encountered the room that has the guy who's like they're not ready with like the little baby goats. So like this is kind of reminding me of that like things like set up things appearing

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a different way for one person not the other. But then it like them not remembering the elevator. I don't understand if this isn't already on Reddit. I urge you to post it on Reddit because I'm so curious if anyone else any other students have ever encountered anything like this or anyone who stayed at this hotel. Right. Wait, which hotel is this? Hotel Wickcom in San Francisco. Should we call them right now? Yes, but you do it cuz I'm shy. Okay. How are you going to What's your opening line? Let's wait. That's just going to happen. Wait, is it closed? Temporarily closed. Damn it. Wait, this is actually crazy. I'm now I'm trying to remember because I think Payne told it to both of us, but Payne said that he was staying in San Francisco once at a hotel and he got the weirdest [ __ ] vibes from it so badly that he checked out and went to go stay somewhere else. And when he looked it up recently, it was closed. And now I'm wondering if it's the same hotel. Did you call him really quickly and ask or text him? I'll call him. Let's see. Hi, it's Karin and I. We have a question. We're phoning a friend and

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you're on air. You're on air. So, remember that hotel you stayed at in San Francisco that you got really bad vibes from? Do you remember what it was called? Oh my god. I found it one time. Is it Hotel Witcom? Whitcom? It's closed. I know that. Right. Does Hotel Whitcom sound familiar? If you send me the link, I'll recognize it. Okay. It looked like a haunted house inside. like a tacky. It might be this. Now I need to look at it was like on top of a hill, but that doesn't do much for San Francisco. But yeah, let me see because we just read a story from this listener that is wild and the hotel is now closed. We were going to call them and it's closed. It might be the same one. I mean, I just sent you the link. I traveled like 8 hours that day on planes and I got all the way there and I was so freaked out that I literally just walked out the door and walked to a different hotel. It kind of gives Haunted Mansion vibes on the inside. Exactly. Wait, did you see the link? Oh, absolutely. That's it. Oh, holy [ __ ] What?

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We got to Sabrina will read you the listener story later. Crazy. Wait, that's crazy that you stayed at the same hotel. Yeah, that's definitely it. When was this? When did you stay there? Um, that was like 2019. When was this email sent? The email was sent recently, but they stayed in 2012 or 2013. Damn. Oh my gosh. Oh god. Okay. Well, thank you for verifying. I will fill you in on the rest of the story when I get home. Oh my god. You did well. Thank you. Yeah. Good job leaving it. You probably escaped possible to other timelines. Yeah. Yeah. I I don't regret my decision. That's so wild. All right. Love you, P. Bye. Love you, too. Bye. That's crazy. flabbergasted. Wait, quick search in the inbox for Wickcom. Wickcom. Why is it such a hard word to say? I don't know. No, that's the only only email in our

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inbox about this hotel. Are there any weird like Yelp reviews or Google? I mean, look, this is now this just needs to be an episode on this place cuz what in the hell is this reviews? Very oldw world traditional hotel. Interesting. 7 years ago. decent place to stay to sleep if you're not going to spend much time at the hotel. They need to have more lights in the room as well as passages. It's all very dimly lit. Okay, wait. Reddit. The hotel I work at is haunted. Can you say gloomy? The best way to describe this hotel. The energy is creepy in some of the corridors. Why is it so hard to find? Oh my gosh. Okay, this is now a huge call to action. Everyone who has stayed here or knows of this hotel or if you live in San Francisco, you got to tell us everything that you can find. Oh my god, I'm flabbergasted. How do we move on? We can't. We simply must, though. All

Tire Shop Timeshift

right, so I have one and this is called Time Shift at one of the sketchiest places in Texas, Fort Hoot. What I'm going to attempt to describe in this

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narrative is an actual incident simultaneously experienced by three people. And this incident can best be described as human beings being the recipient of a divine shift from one place in time and space to another in a blink of an eye with no warning, without fanfare, completely devoid of any stress or trepidation. And at that moment in time, for reasons unknown to any of those affected, many tales of mystery begin with, "Oh, it was a dark and stormy night." And in this case, it was anything but that. It was a very normal and bright and sunny and shiny day in central Texas. And it started with a friend of mine and her wonderful 8-year-old daughter getting into my Suburban with an empty large standup motorcycle trailer hitched to the back for a trip from Plano, Texas to Colleen, Texas. And then we were going to go back and pick up the remainder of my friend's father's estate that was in a storage building in the garage of Khen. And the trip down to Colleen was southwest along I35 and then west along Highway 14. And

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this was uneventful. both the girls curling up in the seats and sleeping for the majority of the way. Upon arriving in Colleen, my friend's uncle and if I remember correctly, a cousin met us at the storage facility where we loaded the majority of the furniture, the tools, ladder, boxes, etc. into the trailer and then proceeded to the uncle's house to finish loading the trailer with a full set of her father's drums and a very upscale bicycle. Okay. After everything was loaded, the three of us drove to Sonic. We had lunch and then we began to drive back to Plano going east on Highway 14 out of Kylen to join up with I35 about 19 mi east of Kylen. And somewhere along the drive on Highway 14, I felt a bump bump bump coming from the trailer. We pulled over somewhere along Highway 14 to take a look at the trailer and what I found was that the right rear tire tread had separated from the core of the tire and had come off, but the core was still holding air. And because I had not brought a spare tire, we slowly proceeded east on Highway 14 to

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the next exit where I was going to have to stop and then call my insurance company and have them bring us a new tire. So, just as we got onto the exit road, there appeared to be a country tire shop just off to the right. Oh my gosh, talk about luck. We pulled in and asked if there were any new or used trailer tires that I could buy and have them balanced and mounted on the spot. We were told that the proprietor had no new trailer tires, but they may have a used car tire that could work and that this would at least get us back to Plano, and that he would sell it to me for $60. All used tires were $60, they said. So, seemed like a great deal to me. Sounds like a great deal. As he went back to search his used tire pile, I began to imagine what type of car tire he had. He already told us he had no trailer tires, so I was like, what is he going to come up with? And then in about 10 minutes, he appeared with a brand new trailer tire. It still had the sticker on the tread, which was the exact brand and size of the original tires on my trailer. Convenient. He said he had no idea that he even had any trailer tires

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back there. Be as it may, there it was. A brand new matching trailer tire that he had found in his used tire pile. Huzzah! Huzzah! Realizing that this was a new tire that he miraculously found, I began to imagine what this is going to cost me. Probably 120 bucks, 130 bucks, I don't know. I asked how much. He said, "Well, since it came from the used tire, I could just charge you $60 like any other used tire plus $5 for mounting and balance, of course." And I was like, "All righty, home run." So soon we were back on Highway 14, headed east with our new tire and having a discussion about how fortunate we were that the tire core had held air, that we were able to find the Country Tire Shop with a new matching tire out in the middle of nowhere. And at this point, we were still about 20 m short of the intersection for Highway 14 and I35. Wow. I can really remember feeling as though the Lord was smiling on us that day. I feel like this is about to take a real turn. Right about the same time that thought was passing through my mind, I noticed that somehow we'd gone from 20 m west of the intersection to about 20 m north of the intersection.

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What? And this happened in what seemed like a blink of an eye. Thinking that maybe I had some sort of mental break, I asked my friend if she remembered going over the overpass that we would have to in the intersection, and she said no. And we seemed to look at each other for one of those long quiet forever staires. But in reality, that probably lasted only a few seconds and then it got very very quiet for a little while. We talked about it later and we still do now and then today. But first of all, I do not believe in coincidences. However, I do strongly believe in intelligent design. I also believe in the existence of good and evil. The light side versus the dark side, if you will. Hence, when I go back and look at the events of that day, at least the trip where we truly were beneficiaries of this sort of divine shifting, basically getting that tire, I believe in my heart, good and evil, were no doubt having a battle over our lives that one day or at least over our vehicle. There were just too many things that happened for no rhyme or reason in succession to even begin in believing in anything else. First, we decided at the

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last moment to stop at Sonic. That delayed us a few minutes. And then we had the tire that should have gone flat on a heavily loaded trailer come off, but the core still held air enough to get us off the highway to a conveniently placed tire shop in the middle of nowhere that just happened to have a brand new trailer tire that they had not routinely carried trailer tires in their used pile that was brand new that they didn't remember having. Well, that decreased the delay, putting us back on the road in record time. And then someone way above my pay grade made the decision that evil was just going to win this one probably because he was plain done with one of us for the day. And he just picked up my Suburban, let my loaded trailer and the three people and shifted us way beyond the point that we were trying to go. I still get a shiver up and down my spine when I think about it. And then I see my friend and her gorgeous daughter and the understanding of why maybe not the how becomes a little bit more clear. And this is from Skip. Skip. I'd be so curious if you could look on a map and find that tire

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shop to really understand where it actually is because what if it doesn't actually exist or what if it exists somewhere completely different? I don't know. I just feel like Yeah, it does feel like divine intervention but almost in a not real reality. Yeah. And also, okay, I do want to say one thing that I really appreciate about this. Only one thing. Yes. Well, how we received this. Oh, wow. So, this is Skip's story, and we were given permission to use Skip's story that he wrote down for this, but it was sent by our listener, Charlotte, who like basically knew her friend Skip had this story, had him write it all down to send us. Oh, so it's like a little a little pyramid scheme glitch time shift thing. But it is weird. It's one of those things where it's like, yeah, they didn't go anywhere like spooky dimensionally, like see anything weird, but it makes absolutely no sense. And it it does seem like the kind of battle where it's like something perfect happens but then it's like bad. It's it actually reminds me of Jake who I did blink with. He has he and his friend Adrian have this saying like worst luck best luck where they have the worst luck

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and they get in the worst situations but then the best thing happens in that situation and that kind of feels like this. It's such a weird thing. Back and forth back and forth. I don't know what I'd prefer. Actually, I just watched so randomly. I was just looking for like a like easy thing to put on in the background cuz I didn't want to think and I just watched it's a Lindsay Lohan movie called Something of the Luck. But oh, is this the new one? Is it new? Oh, I don't know. I thought it was old. It's a newer movie. Um, so talk about aging beautifully. What a freaking glowing person. I'm like Lindsay Lohan. Just my luck. Just my luck from 2006. Okay, it's her and Chris Pine and she's like this luckiest person in the world. like literally walks outside on a downpouring day and it stops downpouring and then Chris Pine's character is the complete opposite where he has the worst luck in the world and then they kiss and luck switches. Oh, she freaky Fridayed again. Yeah, basically but with luck. Yeah, I

Moon Shift and Disappearing Dollar Tree

have one that is actually this person after experiencing it has done a deep

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dive about the area and it is a common place. Oh, I love this. This is from our listener CJ and it's called Glitch in the Matrix. Hi Karen and Sabrina. I hope you two are well. Today I want to share a weird glitch experience I had when I lived in Arizona. After college, I spent some time living in the desert with my mom in Tucson, Arizona to save up some money before moving to Atlanta, Georgia. My time in Arizona was beyond spooky and gave me some of the most scarring experiences I've ever gone through in a paranormal sense. I'll share some more another day, but for this, my best friend Caitlyn from home, I'm originally from Minnesota, came out to help me pack and move. But when she came down, I asked her, "Hey, I've never been to the Grand Canyon. This could be one of the last chances I have to just drive up there. Should we go?" Naturally, Caitlyn is just as excited by adventure as I am and was like, "Duh." So, in the car we go the day before I'm supposed to leave, and we drive the 6 hours up to the canyon. The trip began very normal with the necessary Dutch Bros pit stops and photo ops along the way and we get to

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Horseshoe Bent. It's bright, it's sunny, it's beautiful. Then we begin to make our way back. I turn on a podcast talking about John Titter which too long don't read. He was a time traveler in the early as that predicted a bunch of things and found his birth family where he was still a baby supposedly. What? What in the world? this episode, they also start talking about parallel universes and how easily we can slip into them, etc. Well, as we're listening to this, also wait, what is this podcast called? I want I know. I need to find As we're listening to this, a major misty fog begins to roll in around the red rocks. Low key, this is kind of spooky. The weather has been nice all day. The part of the canyon we're driving through begins to open into this bendy drive that has a straight drop off on the side and has big red canyon walls all around. At this point, we'd been hearing the sound of thunder, but hadn't seen any lightning. But considering the fog, I hadn't thought twice about it until we're literally dodging loose rocks the size of bricks now littering the road. I'm talking full-on swerving in a tight

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two-lane road to avoid taking out Caitlyn's tires. In the hour since we had just come up this way, the road had been severely rocked by something nasty. Wow. Luckily, we get through it. A little disturbed, but no worse for wear. Jokingly, we say it feels like we entered a parallel universe. But we laugh it off. After all, the canyon always feels a little mystical. Cut to several hours later when we're back at my mom's house. It's supposed to be a full moon that night, and there's this really pretty lookout that I wanted to take Caitlyn to. We start our drive out of my mom's neighborhood, but I pause. Directly ahead of us is the moon on the horizon, bright red like a harvest moon. H. But that's not what was shocking. The moon was rising on the wrong side of the sky. I had been living here for months. It always rose on the east side of town and sets on the west in the exact direction we were facing. But for some reason tonight it is rising in the west. I make a comment to Caitlyn about this and she says she'll get out her planet app that shows where everything is. I'm

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still super shocked, but I pull out of the driveway so I'm not blocking traffic. Caitlyn is having trouble with her app and can't get it to work. We turn to look back at the moon and it's gone. Straight up disappeared. no longer in the sky. We both stop and stare and I look at her and I go, "Um, maybe our elevation changed." Despite the fact that we barely went through one stoplight. So, we keep driving toward the lookout. Finally, her app gets to load and as we're pulling up to the drive of the lookout, her map is showing the moon is definitely rising on the east. We get to the spot and sure enough, we see the moon where it should be. To this day, we've never been able to figure out what happened that night. But between the weird mystical storm in the canyon and the angry red moon, we took it as a sign that it was definitely time for me to get out of Arizona. I also had a really weird glitch in Georgia. I nanny for a corgi about 40 minutes outside of Atlanta. Well, one night after I'm leaving this house to start heading back to mine, I notice I'm feeling kind of weird. I feel like it's taking twice as long as it usually does to get home, but unfortunately, I was not paying attention to the clock. The roads are clear since it's later at

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night and I've been the only car driving on the roads. Now, for some context, even though it's a 40-minute drive, I only really take three turns. They're so ingrained in me that I could genuinely do it asleep. I'm getting restless now. I'm waiting for the second left turn that I need to make as I should be close to the Dollar Tree as that's my way point. Only the Dollar Tree never appears. This turn never appears. I keep driving and driving and I'm starting to get nervous because why exactly is this road never ending? Then all of a sudden, I see businesses, only not the ones I need. Instead, I've somehow wound up on a different road that I know I would have had to turn onto about 5 minutes before at a busy intersection. And I know for a fact I didn't turn onto it at any point. I was so disoriented by it that I pulled over into a parking lot of a Dollar Tree, mind you, and pulled up GPS to just make sure I wasn't bugging. I wasn't. It is known as a joke in my friend group that I'm basically a human GPS and I can get anywhere without a map. So, how did I end up making a turn without realizing it and having it spit

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me out so far down that I didn't notice on a drive that I make nearly every day? Yeah, that's bizarre. To this day, it still stumps me thinking about it. I've run through every plausible explanation and have considered that maybe I was just zoned out driving and took a turn at the wrong spot. The only issue is I remember making the drive the entire way and I only turned once at the very first junction leaving the neighborhood. So then recently I went down a Tik Tok rabbit hole of people reporting a weird time loop that they found themselves in driving out of Vdosta, Georgia. No way. Hearing their stories, it sounded so similar to mine that it has really creeped me out more than usual to know that it's happening in other parts of our state frequently. Okay, so it's not the same part, but but still weirdness, CJ, it's pretty wild that I do appreciate that there are other Reddit stories, but then it's like, what is happening? What is happening in the mountains here? Also, CJ talking about the red moon rising in the wrong spot. I don't know that I believe that it was a moon. I didn't even think about that. It

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is Arizona. It's Arizona. It easily could have been some sort of like alien UFO UFO facade like situation following them and CJ was not coming in. No, it was two people witnessing it and the fact that atmospherist Yes. The app wasn't working. Atmospheric changes are happening where like there's a lot of discussions about like cloaking and clouds and like rain random storms that like weren't predicted and you don't have any evidence on like whatever the weather people use. Yeah. I don't know. I think it was an alien. I don't even think about that. But then also, yeah, it's just like so many things like little things were just different and changing. It's easy to zone out, especially on a drive where you drive every day. But I also feel like something something weird happened cuz CJ even wrote that as they were driving, they started to feel a weird sensation like physically in their body. Yeah. And like it's one thing to zone out, but it's another thing too to like be kind of like what CJ was saying, like be spat out so far, like going so much further

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than what you would expect for like the amount of time. Yeah. You had to I don't know. Interesting. See, this is why I love these stories because I'm just like, what is the universe? I don't

Highway Glitch or Abduction?

know. I kind of went road themed a little bit with my stories. So, I have one called The Time I Somehow Ended Up on the Opposite Side of the Freeway going back the way I came without realizing. What? Hey ladies, my name's Carly. I've been listening to you for just under a year and I discovered you through Morbid. I'm also sending my paranormal experiences to you. But this story is about the time that I ended up on the opposite side of a freeway going back the way I came without realizing. At least I didn't end up on the opposite side of the freeway going the wrong way. That would be terrifying. That would be awful. This is a short tale and exactly like what the title says, but few people in my life have heard this story before because I still find it really hard to believe myself. H you could call this a glitch in the matrix, but I've always referred to it as my abduction story because in my mind I was picked up and plopped on the other side of the road by something in such a small fraction of a

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second that I didn't even notice. I believe it because aliens and abductions are very tangental and related to stories like this that I wouldn't be surprised. I wrote a research essay in high school about abductions. And no, this isn't similar at all because I think aliens are cool. Was this before or after your experience? I I don't know. We're going to find out. I was 17 years old. It was my last year of high school. I was driving home by myself from a dance competition an hour or two away from where I lived. I was a competitive dancer throughout my school years. And I would go back and forth to competitions for about four to six weekends total in the spring. And this is a drive I'd done many times alone and with my family throughout my life. Most of the drive was on a freeway. It was six lanes, three in each direction, and I was traveling home going east. It was very early evening, but it was a little overcast and kind of rainy. I was exhausted, but more physically than in a sleepy way. There's a large bridge that you have to cross before the last 45minute stretch of highway on the way home. And I crossed that bridge and then

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I continued on. 5 minutes after driving across the bridge, you pass under a pedestrian overpass that's lit with colorful lights. And I can't remember if they were rainbow or if they cycle through colors, but I'm going to call this Rainbow Bridge. So, I pass under the rainbow pedestrian bridge going east. No more than 10 minutes go by before I pass under Rainbow Bridge again, but I'm going west. I was very confused as I had been driving straight. I never turned. I didn't turn around. In order for me to turn around, I would have had to exit off of the freeway, drive over an overpass, and then get back on the freeway on the opposite side. Right. There's a whole ordeal to get onto the other side of a highway. You can't just like hop, skip, and jump. Right. Yeah. Rainbow Bridge is the last or second to last exit going west before crossing the large bridge again. And shortly after passing the Rainbow Bridge again, I have to go back over the large bridge before I can even turn around. So, I take the next exit after the large

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bridge. I get kind of confused. I've never taken this exit before. It wasn't really as straightforward as most others, but I do get my way back onto the freeway going east again. I crossed the large bridge for the third time and then under the rainbow bridge and I drove all the way home. I don't know if I was listening to music or what time it was exactly, but I didn't get home much later than I was supposed to either. I could easily write this off as a dream because of how odd it was and how dreams can feel real, but the feeling and thoughts that I had in this moment convinced me otherwise. And also dreaming while driving. I don't I don't Yeah. Yeah. I remember feeling confused, but also confirming in my head to myself that I wasn't imagining things. And I remember specifically telling myself not to forget what just happened, to trust myself because I could imagine my future self doubting this experience. It's easy to write off as an old experience when you no longer feel the emotion attached to it and it starts to feel a little less real as time goes on. And I do very much question if this actually happened

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now that it's 7 years after this has passed. But I'll never forget in the moment confirming with myself that yes, I did just have to turn myself around after miraculously teleporting to the other side of the freeway. Love and light, Carly. See, this is so wild cuz like this is sort of like the glitch in the matrix thing where it's like I feel like people talk about glitches where it's like, "Oh, I owned one shirt and now I have two of them in my closet or it's like this the scissors I was looking for just went missing and now they've reappeared like 10 minutes later." But when it's you and you're the one glitching in and out of existence, similar to how Carly did this and like rationalized, I feel like when you're experiencing it, you try to rationalize it. Like maybe I did accidentally buy two or like one was before I went to Mexico. I couldn't for the life of me find my passport. I remember you were tearing through. I truly went through every drawer, every bag, everything to the point where I take everything out. Yeah. And this was over like a couple days span, too. Yeah. And I said out loud like to the house, I was like, "Can

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you please return my passport?" And the next day, that night, I searched literally just opened a drawer. the one drawer that I had searched and emptied completely twice already and it's just laying there. It's like how how what happens to the objects when they get taken and they go missing? Like is a ghost hanging on to them? Like what's going on? Like this right here like Carly like maybe nothing's happening. You're just boom boom in and out of existence. And sometimes the timeline is is wonky as to when that happens and sometimes it's within the same like split second. We recently, as in last night when we were on campfire stories, brought up one story that has really stuck with us over the years. There's two that I'm thinking of, but one that we referenced last night, a listener working in the movie theater and missing time. Mhm. And like the video surveillance footage of them just like standing there like talking to their boss just they were asked to take the trash out, I think, and then it was like boom. It was like 45 minutes of no

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memory and like odd behaviors. And then it reminds me of we read that listener story or you read it where the woman had gone to fill up gas and then woke up naked in her bed. Ah, I have one to end us on. And but weren't all like the the lights on in the house and like the windows or something or Yeah. Yeah. It was like bizarre bizarre bizarre bizarre. Yeah. I hate these. All right. Well, I have one to end us on. This is

Alternate Dimension Self

from our listener Daniel and it is called Encounter. I think I may have astral projected into other dimension me. Mhm. Ooh. Oh, this is so interesting cuz immediately my mind goes to all the stories where people are like, I think I might have died in another timeline when they get in an accident and they shift and then it's like, well, what happens to the consciousness of that other person? Do you just like knock them out, right? Or do you just get absorbed? Hi there ghostes. My name is Daniel and I am a new listener. This was sent in 2022 and I came across your podcast after your wonderful collab with Ladies and Tangents. As a travel nurse, I spend long hours on the road each week, and you two have

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really made those commutes so much less lonely. So, for the story I'm about to tell you, it still confuses me to this day. I grew up 10 minutes from Lilyale, New York. So cool. Very cool. The town of witches. I know. I wonder if this person went there. Well, Daniel says, "I am a practicing witch, so I have my fair share of paranormal experiences. From exercising a demonic portal in my apartment to seeing what I think was a physical manifestation of the goddess Hiccate in my room. How cool. Wow." But this one, I cannot decide whether it was a dream, a message, or if I have accidentally possessed another version of myself. Any insight or thought would be greatly appreciated. Okay. This past summer, I was working in Albany. I have been watching a lot of Tik Toks about reality shifting and I thought it was basically the new lucid dreaming and seeing as I have been trying to do that for years with no avail. I started doing meditations and watching as many videos as I could on the subject. So on my day off after breakfast, I decided to do one of these meditations. I laid down in bed

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around 9:15ish, hit play, and immediately fell asleep. I was dreaming. I was in some post-apocalyptic world, surrounded by crumbling buildings covered in overgrown vines, dark skies, and all of the colors were desaturated, which is common for my dreams. I was looking for my nieces, who were hiding from something, but I couldn't tell you what. I turned into a building, and there they were, huddled on a bed looking. Started mixing some potions in an old sink and called it unicorn snot, which made my nieces giggle. Suddenly, there was what I think was an earthquake, and I woke up. or I think I did because my eyes opened and I was in a brightly lit room. I believe it was a child's bedroom. I was looking up at the underside of a mattress, meaning I was like in a bunk bed. Yes. So, I must have been looking up at the upper level of a bunk bed. I could smell burning incense, lavender, sage, and something else. I want to say mugwart, but I'm not sure. These walls were a light green, and the blanket I was on was almost a play-doh purple color. The top of the blanket felt like that weird material that sleeping bags are made of. There was

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sunlight pouring in from a window on the wall adjacent to the bunk bed, and I swear I could hear birds. When I sat up, I saw a desk with crystals and herbs next to the bed. It was a small room, just big enough for the desk, bunk beds, and a dresser. And there were two other people standing on the opposite side of the desk. One of them I didn't recognize, but something told me that this was her bedroom. The other was a friend of mine, E, who I hadn't seen in years. She was the former best friend of my ex- fiance, who we'll call Be. I still talk to E, but she lives in North Carolina and I'm in New York. So, I remember being very confused and I look at E and I ask, "Where am I?" And she told me that we're at our friend's house in Asheville. I remember shaking my head, very confused, and asked, "Asheville? What am I doing here? I'm supposed to be in Albany." E gave me a very confused look and told me that B and I had moved there over a year ago. I instantly felt panicked. B and I had not ended things well. Things were so bad, in fact, that it took me over a year to feel comfortable in my own skin again. and we had ended things at the beginning

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of co in April of 2020. This was July 2022. I hadn't spoken to be in over 2 years and I wanted to keep it that way. So, how did I get here and why would I go anywhere with him? I started taking deep breaths trying to calm myself down while feeling like any moment be would come around the corner. I started focusing on the desk next to the bed and I asked E what they were doing. She exchanged a weird look with the other girl then looked back at me saying that we had been doing a lucid dream ritual. What? I asked what was in the ritual and the other girl spoke up sounding confused as she informed me that the ritual was my idea. Again, I had no idea who this girl was or what was going on. So, I sat there quietly at the edge of the bed. It was at this point that E left the room. The other girl and I just sat there waiting in silence. After all, I didn't know her. She was looking at me smiling, but I could tell that she was appraising me, trying to figure out what had happened, just as I was doing of her and my situation. Honestly, I was really just panicking, wondering what I was going to do. What was I doing here? How did this happen? How am I supposed to get home? Am I safe? Yeah. Who is this

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girl? Moments later, E walks back into the room, phone in hand, and said, "Well, Brandy says that confirms it." And just as I was about to ask, "Confirms what?" Everything went black. I start opening my eyes again, but this time I'm back in my hotel room in Albany, New York. I tried to sit up, but I couldn't feel my limbs. I'd say it was like sleep paralysis, but it was more like I wasn't in my body. I was there but not attached yet. I remember mentally calming myself, grateful that I could open my eyes to this room and not Asheville or wherever that other experience was. Slowly, I regained feeling and as soon as my arms and legs didn't feel heavy anymore, I picked up my phone. It was only a little after 10:00 a.m. I had started the meditation around 9:15, so my nurse brain immediately starts tingling. It takes about an hour and a half for the brain to reach REM or REM stage R, which is the dreaming state. How was I having such vivid dreams after only being out for maybe an hour? Was it even a dream? It truly felt like I had been physically there, like I was looking at their world. Like I'm looking at my computer screen right now as I'm typing this

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email. I could feel, smell, hear everything as if I had been there. What was this? My first step, message E. She's a fellow witch, so maybe she would have some answers. I opened Snapchat and asked her if she knew someone named Brandy. She told me she did, but she hadn't spoken to her in a while. I asked if she was a practitioner, too, and E wasn't sure. I then described the other woman and she said it sounded like a couple of people, but without a name or any information other than potential nationality and that she was a mother, she couldn't be sure. I told her about the whole experience and she was like, "Sounds like you had a reality shift or you were being shown what life would have been like if I had moved to North Carolina with Be." When we were done with that conversation, I then messaged my coven mate. He is a mental health professional and high priest. So he was going to give me spiritual guidance or maybe commit me. Either would be acceptable at this point because when I relayed what happened as well as the messages with E to him, he got very excited saying that I must have reached an altered state while I was meditating. He also told me it might have been a vision of what life would have been like

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if that relationship hadn't ended as E had said or it was a message from my guides. But I really don't know. And what did E mean in that alternate reality that confirms it. Confirms what? I've tried multiple times to recreate the circumstances with no avail. Same meditation, same time of day. I even requested that same hotel room twice trying to do it there. Wow. Nothing. Well, there is one thing that I definitely can't recreate. The day was July 5th, 2022. And when I snapped out of whatever state I was in, it was around the same time that CERN had turned on the Hadron Collider. No freaking way. Coincidence? Maybe. Could just be one of those things I'm not meant to understand. That is all. Any insight would be lovely. See you on the other side, Daniel. Oh my god. What if also Daniel in the alternate timeline was clearly doing some lucid dreaming type of experiment at the same time as Daniel in this reality was doing their meditation and it was the exact timing. So those two realities switched synced. Yeah. Which I do appreciate that Daniel

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in many timelines it seems has the same interests and the same desire to try to do this shifting. But then also, I'm so curious what Daniel from the other reality that Daniel of this reality switched with experienced in the hotel in Albany because there wasn't anyone in the room to talk to, right? Oh my god, the confusion. Like what does Daniel in that reality talk about to E and Be who were there and how scary for E and B to just be like sitting there and like watching a very confused version of their friend sitting there being like where am I? Cuz they were trying to do lucid dreaming, not a reality shifting. That is wild. And it is wild too cuz it's like two witnesses and one of them is known in the present timeline. I am glad though that Daniel you were able to come back to this reality because clearly that relationship is not you're not in it for a good reason. But also it's like it just reminds me of all the stories of people who are like I went to bed and I woke up in another place and I've never been able to go back and I

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had kids or like I was in college or I lived at my parents house and now everything is different. everything is wrong and they have to like mourn the people that they lost because they're they shifted somewhere that's so dramatically different that like they don't even have those people don't even exist in their timeline. It's like the leftovers which I never read saw I don't know it is based on a book by Tom Peroda but they turned it into a TV show that is very very depressing I will say but also so well written and done. Um, they kind of never answer it, but it's just like a small percentage of the population just disappears at the same time. And where they went, no one knows. Did they go to another dimension? Did everyone Did they ever come back? No. Oh, [ __ ] Yeah. So, it's not like that one, what's that one show about like the plane that goes missing and then like 4 years later it comes back? The 3,300 or something. Or Manifest. Oh, manifest. Manifest. But there's that show with like the group of people who all go missing. Weren't they like in space though or something? But they come back

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and they have like powers. There's so many stories. So many Yeah. So many different iterations of it. And that's just in the reality we know that we're experiencing at this moment. But it's possible that we've skipped hop skipped and jumped into other dimensions many times like Baronstein bears and the fruit of the loom logo. Yeah. Where's the cornucopia? Where's that monle on the Monopoly guy? What if we just change like something really small about our podcast? Don't say anything about it. Be like slightly like the cat's no longer there. It's like what we did for ghost instead and they're like what the [ __ ] It's like what we did for April Fools. We didn't do anything for April Fools. What are you talking about? Many years ago last year. Yeah. But it feels like many years ago. Anyway, we love you all and we would love to hear about all of your weird, wacky, strange, unusual encounters with the paranormal, with glitches in the matrix, with time warps. Yeah, email them to us at two girls podcast@gmail.com. Follow us on social media, rate and review us on iTunes. And

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