(Part 2) Top products from r/creepy

I read it in a book called Red Victory, a pretty good non-history major friendly work about the Russian Civil War. It's a long read, but fascinating if you enjoy the subject.

There were more examples of KGB atrocities, of course, but this one...stood out.

So hard, I just want to point you at some Conan. And it's been a long time since I read but, Howard has an Anthology of just his Horror stuff, and it's got a pretty good smattering of his work. Some Solomon Kane and Bran Mak Morn.

It's this one here. Sorry, I know it's not a single story but I haven't had my coffee yet and I wanted to suggest something other than the Tower of the Elephant. Hope it helps a little.

Have you read Into the Silence? It is an amazing history of the first Everest attempt and the story behind the men who had all survived WWI and how it affected their "assault" on the mountain.

Got a book to recommend. Michael Talbot's The Holographic Universe Dr. Talbot bases his theory on the structure of the universe on the Holographic principle and brings up many ways he hypothesizes that NDE's/OBE's, as well as "Past Life Memories" are not necessarily our experiences, but are still materially a part of us. It puts an entirely new perspective on Lawrence Krauss' "We are stardust..." quote.

It should give you an interesting shift in perspective to the event listed here.

The book Brain Lock is actually highly recommended by a lot of people learning about their own OCD and trying to figure out strategies to cope with it. Even if you can't work with a therapist at this time, it might help you.

(Here's an article by the book's author if you want to check out what it's all about before buying anything or looking for it at the library.)

I knew this was the plot of something I read once: http://www.amazon.co.uk/Mighty-Fizz-Chilla-Philip-Ridley/dp/014038510X. I cant recall all of it but at one point Discount Captain Ahab adopts a monster that lives in a teacup.But the monster is Cursed...... dun dun. His wife leaves him and he vows vengeance.

Hey /u/Trevor_Roll, if you have a chance you should read Richard Rubenstein's The Cunning of History. It expounds about the idea embodied within this quote, and is a thorough but relatively short read.

This?

Here's the book I believe this picture is from: http://www.amazon.com/Haunted-Air-Ossian-Brown/dp/0224089706/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1335024429&sr=8-1

From The Gashlycrumb Tinies by Edward Gorey. I found this gem when I worked at a bookstore a few years back and immediately snatched it up.

If anyone is after a good/creepy read on the subject

http://www.amazon.com/Children-Flames-Mengele-Untold-Auschwitz/dp/0140169318

http://www.amazon.com/Mathematics-Neuroscientists-Fabrizio-Gabbiani/dp/0123748828

Context:
http://www.amazon.com/Discovering-Scarfolk/dp/0091958482

The first thing I thought of was this, but I can't remember any illustrations in it.

Eh, maybe it isn't

Bastards took all of Stephen's drawings out of the books.

As part of my Rescue Diver certification the instructor recommended we read Michael Ange's Diver Down. Its a collection of real life diving accidents and how to avoid them. http://www.amazon.com/Diver-Down-Real-World-SCUBA-Accidents/dp/0071445722

This poor fellow must not have taken this advice...

It's dangerous to go alone, take this

> "A Very Bad Thing"

Ah, that explains the "thing that happened". Guess we don't need Painting by Numbers after all!

^^^^But ^^^^God ^^^^damnit ^^^^I ^^^^still ^^^^want ^^^^it!

The book is Thomas Hardy: The Time-Torn Man by Claire Tomelin. First heard about this from an article in The Fortean Times.

By the way, if anybody knows of any other weird excerpts in otherwise normal autobiographies/biographies/non-fiction accounts, please share. It’s a topic I love, and there are a few other strange ones I know about:

• In Sam Watkins’ memoir Co. Aytch, about his time serving in the Confederate army during the American Civil War, there are a couple of strange passages, such as this one where Watkins describes witnessing a “will-of-the-wisp”-type phenomenon in the chapter titled “Killing a Yankee Sharpshooter”:

> This is where I first saw a jack o'lantern (ignis fatui). That night, while Tom and I were on our posts, we saw a number of very dim lights, which seemed to be in motion. At first we took them to be Yankees moving about with lights. Whenever we could get a shot we would blaze away. At last one got up very close, and passed right between Tom and I. I don't think I was ever more scared in my life. My hair stood on end like the quills of the fretful porcupine; I could not imagine what on earth it was. I took it to be some hellish machination of a Yankee trick. I did not know whether to run or stand, until I heard Tom laugh and say, "Well, well, that's a jack o'lantern."

• Also in "Co. Aytch", from the chapter “The Death Watch”:

> At a little village called Hampshire Crossing, our regiment was ordered to go to a little stream called St. John's Run, to relieve the 14th Georgia Regiment and the 3rd Arkansas. I cannot tell the facts as I desire to. In fact, my hand trembles so, and my feelings are so overcome, that it is hard for me to write at all. But we went to the place that we were ordered to go to, and when we arrived there we found the guard sure enough. If I remember correctly, there were just eleven of them. Some were sitting down and some were lying down; but each and every one was as cold and as hard frozen as the icicles that hung from their hands and faces and clothing -- dead! They had died at their post of duty. Two of them, a little in advance of the others, were standing with their guns in their hands, as cold and as hard frozen as a monument of marble -- standing sentinel with loaded guns in their frozen hands!

• In the introduction of his book "Flying Forts: The B-17 in World War II", author Martin Caidin reprints the notes of British officer John V. Crisp, which details this odd occurrence (this one I found from a user on the Fortean Times message board):

> It seems that on 23 November 1944, an American B-17 landed roughly in a plowed field outside Brussels, near a British antiaircraft station. No one emerged, and the props continued spinning. "The Troop Commander put through a call to me at my Operations Room at Erps-Querps, near Cortonburg," writes Crisp. "Within twenty minutes I was examining the B-17 . . . The whole craft was devoid of occupants, although evidence of fairly recent occupation was everywhere." (p. 11). Crisp switched off the engines and studied the log; the plane had left Hertfordshire for a bombing run and had been returning when it crash landed. Code-books, flying jackets, and, strangest of all, a dozen parachutes were found in their places. The plane was undamaged except for the port wing, which grazed the earth upon landing. Attempts were made to locate the crew through assignments and identification numbers. "They have never been found," Caidin finishes.