Siggy´s Chest of Old Tales

[Sigfried]

Less prolific than my poetry work, i still did some stories, specially scary stories back in the old forum, i made (or more likely translated local legends and spanish scary stories from spain and latin america in general) quiet a few of them and i thought, since Adam loves spooky stories so much, that i would bring back from the dust these little precious, enjoy:

The Survival
((texts brought in raw form, no changes made, its all from when i wrote it back at 2004))

all started 2 years ago more less, when i was told that in Argentina the prices were extremely low and you could buy anything, just in the middle of the Argentina crisis. I went with the hope of buy good clothes for a very low prize, specially leather jackets , after arriving to the airport when i was going to take a cab, i was robbed, one suitcase and half of my money, i was angry as hell, then i went to a hotel, very crappy by the way, i wanted to buy my jacket right away, so i went downtown, i walked a few blocks then i took a bus to the commercial area, after arriving i looked for a good store, surprised i was when i saw all the shops closed, every single one of them. I wanted to go back to the hotel, so i took a cab to my hotel, afte a while i noticed something strange about the driver and the other occupants, later i figured that they were kiddnaping me, my luck cant be more lower than that, then the cab turned in a corner very violently and it has hitted by a police car, with the cab spinning around with me inside. After the crash, i tried to run away, just to be caught in a violent riot of more than a thousend people, imagin a whole horde of angry people coming to your way, i tried to run, even bad hurted, but in the end i was caught, stones and molotov bombs flying everywhere, it was a real hell, then i screamed for help, bad choise, since my accent its very foreign, they went against me, a guy hit me with a wooden bat in my back and they were kicking me in the ground, insulting me and such, then the police came, the pushed back the mob and i was taken to a nearby hospital, i was there for three days, then the embassy send me back home

a lesson for this, never trust gossips <_<

[Sigfried]

The Legend Of The Highway Ghost

he main highway that goes from Baltimore to New York when arriving at kilometer 12 crosses an important freeway. One is a very dangerous crossing, and in many occasions it has been spoken to construct an underpass to avoid accidents, although still nothing has been made. A Saturday at night, doctor Eckersall returned to his house after attending a nightclub. When arriving at the crossing he reduced the speed and he was surprised when seeing a delicious youngster, dressed in a long suit of celebration and hitch-hiking. He pulled over and he signaled to her so that she raised the back part of his convertible. - the seat of ahead is full of golf sticks and packages - he apologized. And next he ask to her - But, what is making a young girl all alone to these times of the night? - history is too long to tell it now - the girl said. Its voice was sweet and simultaneously acute, like the ringing of the bells of a sleigh. - Please, take me to my house, i will explain everything there. The direction is North Charles Street, number XX I hope that it is not very far from his way. The doctor grumbled and put the car in march. When he was approaching the direction that she indicated to him, a house with the closed windows, she said to him: - we have already arrived. Then he turned and he saw that the back seat was empty. - What demons... - the doctor murmured for himself. The girl could not have been fallen of the car, far from it to have banish. He called repeated times to the bell of the house, confused as there were no it been in all his life. After a long time of delay, the door was opened and a man of gray hair and tired aspect that watched it fixedly appeared. - I do not know how to say to him the the most surprising thing happened- it began to say the doctor -, a young girl gave this direction to me a little while. I brought her to here... - Yes, yes, I know it - said the man with fatigue air -, this same thing has happened other times, all saturdays at night of this month. That girl, gentleman, was my daughter. She died two years ago in an accident in that same crossing where you found her...

[Sigfried]

The Legend Of The Spirit

One day, my friends and i was doing some spiritism, for me it was the first time, but even if it was scary at the begining, i got obsessed with it, at the point that there was no day that we didnt do it.

After a long time, we were talking with a spirit and he said that one of us shall die. We laugh at the begining because we didnt believe it. He repeated again and again that one of us shall die and we must not laguh about it because its true and we must be careful. The case is that we ask which one of us shall be dead and the spirit said the name of a friend of mine, she was the only one who didnt believe a thing, and she only did it to kill some time. A that point we asked the day and the reason of her death, the spirit answered that it shall be on 19 of june, and she shall be dead by a truck. SHe was laughing and she didnt believe it, we didnt believe it either, but there was something that made us doubt...The day came, my friend remained at her home, she didnt believed in the spirit, but just in case she didnt went out in the whole day, in that case it would be imposible to die by a truck or thats what we all thought...That day in the afternoon, she was cleaning the house when she slipped with a toy truck of her little brother and with the fell she struck her head with the floor and died...

[Sigfried]

22-08-1954

Everything happened in the year 1954, in a little town called Canet, it was a storming night in august, it was something paranormal in the sky, no one knows what exactly happened, the town was without light, the storm disappeared within seconds, everything was weird, suddenly the streets dampened by the storm started to dry themselves in seconds. Demian, a 11 year old boy, surprised by the event, followed the remaining trails of water left in the streets as if they were alive, they were backing down slowly into the cementary.

Once there, Demian looked as the last drops of water disappeared beneath the graves, the sky in that afternoon became alive, a strange imperfect blueish circle was covering the graveyard, Demian scared ran out to the front gates of the cementary when the doors closed with him in... it was the 22 of august and until now no one knows what happened that day, Demian disappeared, and the cementary gone with him!!

Since that day, every year within the same date, it rains and you can hear a boy screaming!. Five years ago in Canet, a boy was born and his parents named him Demian, he was born on 22 of august, eveyone in town feared the boy that with five years old has an unknown sickness, ones said it was the devil and others said that it was the spirits around him, the case is that the boy speaks alone and he has supernatural powers, since his birth there was no rain in that date, and the townfolks are still wondering what happened with the boy that disappeared!

It is said that, within 4 years, when the kid have 11 years, something is going to happen in Canet, what would be?, it is said that the end of the world is near and there are still events without explanation...

Everyone who doesnt live in Canet be afraid, because on the date 22 of august in the year 2008 something big is going to end...

((to be hones, the last word was happen, but couldnt resist to change the last word for artistic purposes  ))

[Sigfried]

The Legend Of The Beheaded Boyfriend

In the town of Ciempozuelos there is a psichiatric, every madman with mental problems in spain goes there, some of them really dangerous. One saturday afternoon, a rumor was running about a "madman" who escaped from the psichiatric, one of the most savages and dangerous of them. That same night, a couple of lovers at the gates of marriage and from another town, were going back home after a night of party. A couple of miles away from their house the car ran out of gas and then they pull over at the side of the road. After waiting a while for someone who could help them without hope, the boyfriend wanted to go to a near gas station with a can of gas, with the girlfriend staying behind in the car. Two hours have passed, and the boyfried still doesnt appear and she were very nervous about him when she starts to hear loud noises in the roof of the car, as if someone is pounding it. Terrified, she decided to get out of the car, when she turns her head, there was a person pounding the roof of the car with a human head, the head of her boyfried. Since that night, she fell into a nervous crisis that she couldnt got over, and was hospitalized in the psichiatric until this day. That same night, the Civil Guard captured the madman, with the clothes full covered in blood...

[Sigfried]

The Villager Who Tricked The Devil

((be aware, as these stories are very old, my english of back then was very bad too, forgive my noobness  ))

Certain time, in a forest of the south of Chile, a villager, needed with urgency money. When he couldnt find a job in no place, he had the clever idea make a pact with the devil. Once he went to the thickest place of the forest and invoked the devil. After waiting for one hour aprox, he was let see in the place, and its unmistakable scent to sulfur could be feeled. - Who is the one that it has invoked to me - the villager once when seeing, was scared a little and said: - I was - and what you want? he answered - I want to do a pact with you and sell my soul in exchange for money, a lot of money. - the request seems to be interesting... when you want me to ake ypur soul? - Tomorrow said the Chilean villager. - the people who sell their soul to me request years before i come to them to look for their souls and you request to me that i takes yours tomorrow. Good, how much do you want ... - Hmm, I do not know, about 30 million. - good, then i grant them. The villager, before closing the pact, said to the devil that he has to sign a paper where he says that he agree with him, for which the devil accepted without problems. The villager was the one that wrote the paper, which said: \"Bartolo Lara, I will not take to You Today, But I take you Tomorrow ". Were in agreement and both they went away. The villager took a good life, women, drinks, etc. and when to the following day the devil appears before him and says to him that he comes to look for to take his soul, the villager asks to him indignant, that why was wanted it to take his soul if you are not fulfilling it. - Read the paper again that you signed yesterday and tell me if I am not lying, the indignant devil read the paper that said: \"Bartolo Lara, Will not take to You Today, But I take you tomorrow \ ". Ah. pardon to You the thing is tomorrow, before going away the villager requested 30 million but by the passed annoyance, and thus he deceived him by a year and the boring devil and without being able to take it to hell shouted a day: \ " You deceived me villager, Until Never \ ".

[Sigfried]

The City Of The Caesars

They say the elders of the island of Chiloé that the City of the Caesars is located to borders of a river that, instead of stones, it has pearls and diamonds on them. The waters of this river flow back to move away the boats that approach too much the city that also is port of rest for the crew of the Caleuche (what it is a ghostship with a ghost crew who appear in the island of Chiloé to the south of Chile). The streets are paved of silver and massive gold, and shaded by trees with wonderful fruits that gives health and eternal youth. The city is in the middle of the mountain range, locked up between high hills and hidden by one thick fog that prevents the traveller to discover it although it walks through it. In order to keep the secret of their location, the inhabitants of the Caesares do not construct any boat. It has streets so long that it is necessary to walk \"since the sun rise until it sets to walk by one of them "\. the inhabitants who populate it are such that they already built it many centuries ago, since in the chimerical City of the Caesars nobody is born and nobody dies. An enormous gold cross crowns the tower of the church and the bell that there is in her is so great, that underneath two houses can settle comfortably. If this enormous bell gets tolled, it would be listened throughout the world announcing the end of the time. By some moments every year, in Good Friday can be seen, from highest hills of the Great Island, as to the distant spot in the Snow-covered Mountain range, the Cupolas of the Towers and the ceilings of the houses that shine in the prodigious city are of silver and gold. Nothing can equal the happiness of its inhabitants whom they do not have to work to live, neither suffer diseases, nor poverties, nothing is scarce in her. Who has entered the City loses the memory of the way that lead it to her, and the memory of which was before to live in the Caesares. If by some miracle, somebody leaves the city, right away it begins to die when leaving the walls because of the years that without aging have lived in the Caesares, this can give faith a man who now is old and who when he was young his father disappeared by those places. A day already being adult walked by a way very near the mountain range, in a day in which he was very cold, of between fog banks appeared its father, he ran to him but then he saw his father exactly how he looked when he disappeared, he approached his father who watched him confused, until he said to him that he was his son, the father said to him where he was been and that he felt to die now. Saying this, the father embraced his son and began to crumble in dust, his body was am reduced to a knoll of dust at the feet of the man (witness). In the city of the Caesares the time does not pass. The toll of the bell of the invisible city will be listened to, for only and last time anywhere in the world, announcing the arrival of the day of the Final Judgment. Then the supernatural City of the Caesares will be made visible to convince to the incredulous ones that they doubted his existence.

[Sigfried]

The Clock Of Saint Marcus

((again, translation, never happened to me))

This legend was told to me by my father like as to they counted it before . this is a legend that has been happening from generation to generation. It is not a twisted story , modified nor invented in spite of the time that has happened since it happened because it was my own father underwent it. My father would be about 14 years old, at that time he lived with my grandparents in one on the houses of the Comunity Los Hornos, streets filled with small houses stuck with the others, in the town of Antequera that comprises of the province of Malaga. In this house, there was one of those old cupboards, where food kept and where in addition to the food my grandparents had a clock of small hands to which if everything were in silence, you could hear clearly its tic-tac. One night that tic-tac, began to be heard with such a force that arrived at any corner of the house. My grandparents on the following day, went to the cupboard to observe the clock, because they thought that it was broken or something and it could be the reason it sounded so hard. Then my grandfathers, took the clock that rested on one of the shelves of the cupboard, took it to the hall and he disarmed it completely. As it was his surprise, that in the house, next to the cupboard, continued being listened to the noise of the clock. Then they began to look for clocks by all the house. They disconnected all those that even found and such, continued being listened to the tic-tac. They asked the neighbors whom they had to both sides, but none of them had clocks that would sound as hard as my grandparents said, requesting to them a bit of time which they disconnected his, but the sound of the clock followed without stopping. One week passed already and they were accustomed to it. To the following week the sound of the clock was extinguished, right away of to have stopped, my grandmother received a bad news, a car had run over to my father causing to him almost the death. It was miracle that he was saved. All were perplex of the event thing and they realized then the legend that commented generations ago was in fact, a count down of a misfortune that would happen when the sound of the Clock of Saint Marcus stops.

[Sigfried]

Aftermath

Prologue:

One hundred years have passed since the Warlord Hermann, baptized Arminius by the Romans, assumed the leadership of the Cherusci tribe after the death of the grand Warlord Segimer, his father. With an alliance forged with other tribes, mainly the Chatti, he defeated 3 Roman legions composed by 30,000 men commanded by the Roman governor Publius Quintillius Varus, overcoming it in the battle of Teuteburgerwald, this finishes with the suicide of Varus. Before this, Emperor Julius Caesar, shouting "Quintillius Varus, give me back my legions!”, demanded revenge against the Germanic tribes.

Consecutive Roman expeditions fortified the Germanic alliance against the Romans, but after the Germanic defeat in the battle of Minden at the hands of Julius Caesar, finishes in the weakening of the reign of Hermann, causing the rupture of the Germanic alliance and culminating with the death of Hermann at the hands of a Chatti warrior. The rupture of the alliance ends in a ferocious civil war between Cheruscans, Chattis and Chaucis. The Chaucis were defeated by the Cheruscans and they were expelled to present Belgium, but the Chatti were a formidable rival, but with the Roman harassment, both tribes were equal in strength.

But a fact changes everything, the tribe of the Saxons invaded the west of the Germania, pushing the Cheruscans near the Rhine, the situation now is unbearable. Hagen, descendant of Arminius, was defeated by the Chattis to the south of Osnabrück, he routed the remnants of the Cheruscan army to the northeast, but he was ambushed by the Saxons. Tired by surpluses of his battle against the Saxons, most of the soldiers died, but he escaped. Alone, tired and hungry, he flees from the Saxon warriors, thinking about how winning this desperate war...

((i think i never wrote more of this story, maybe i will retake it in the future))

[Airy]

I think that you are trying to make me have a fucking heart attack!!!(The first one) That is just horrible!!! I am sooo sorry Siggy!

[Sigfried]

Anna

((im particularly ashamed of my english on this one, its like a grammar nazi wet dream!!!))

My brother studied in the UNI and I arrive the time to him from the final examinations, and three friends rented a small house to the outskirts to study in calm. The first night at twelve o´clock of that night someone called the door, they did not wait for anybody since nobody knew that they were there, the relatives and the fiancèes only. The friend of my brother, Jose, opened the door and saw a girl of about 20 years with books in the hand... - Hello I am called Anna, matters to you if I remain to study with you?-They remained stunned since she was pale and was wearing a white dress. The four did not put beats and they let her pass. To 6.30 am they said to have breakfast but she said that she has to go. That night came again and already it was very usual to them, and they took confidence because the day of notes they happened to look for her. When not knowing in what class she studies, they went to the advisor to ask for her: - can you tell us in which class this Ana.....is? - A little while he look for in the computer. There is nobody call thus, you enter and ask the director. - Thanks. The four entered and they asked to him, the director was surprised when they asked to him and he look for her file. - so that you will look for her but that girl died two years ago in a car accident, no one was alive, it happened on these dates. They were surprised, since all the nights studied together. That same night they were for the house and as always she appeared, my brother opened the door and as she walked in, he asked her: - Ana you I can make a question? - sure Juanjo. - Your not dead? - Mmmm....YES . Ana disappeared suddenly and they have not returned to see her anymore.

[Sigfried]

The River And The Kid

again, its not mine, and this one is going to be tell in first person, hope you all like it as i am:

Many years ago, around the year 1901, in a little town in Southamerica, in the country of Uruguay there was a wealthy man with a son of five years old that liked to go to fishing in the river.

One day was raining and the kid scared by the thunders and lightnings ran away back home. He was so fast that he slipped and fell into the river, it was 20:23 pm.

Futile was the attemps to save him since he didnt know how to swim. His parents started to worry about him because he didnt came back and they went to look out for him. The time passed and hes disappearing was obvious.

His father made a coffin and he decided to bury it with his toys and personal belonging, since he knows that he is dead. The couch in the way to the cementary crossing the bridge in the river, and without notice, left the coffin fell down to the river, disappearing in his waters completely.

The time passed, and one day i went with my friend to the river to fish a while. Because we didnt catch anything, we wanted to continue fishing until 20:30 pm. There was around 22:23 pm when suddenly it was raining and we decided to go back home. While we were on the road back home, i watched my clock and it was 20:30 pm and i asked my friend if there is a problem if we arrive all wet when we heard a noise in the distance of something falling into the river in the place we were fishing.

We ran back to see if someone fell into the river when we notice that there was nothing there. Suddenly at the distance, a coffin was carried by the river towards us, without thinking twice, my friend grabbed the coffin and he opened it.

we found several things that looked to belong to a kid and behind our backs there was a 5 years old boy watching us and then he said.

-I hope you both know how to swim

And a strong wind pushed us into the river. I by luck, was grabbed down the river by another fishermen. Since that tragic incident that killed my friend i never went back to that river.

But it is said that if you go to the river, there you can hear at 20:23 pm as something is falling into the river, and i warn you: never rescue what is in the river!!. Tha river exists its named the river Queguay and its near a city called Paysandú.

[Sigfried]

The Office 902

((again a translation, didnt happened to me))

Dad had a serious discussion with his boss, by that reason he had to resign, and to make matters worse we had ourselves to move to the great city.

We arrived at Barcelona, dad rented an office to a very respectful young person. The first days that we were there, everything was normal, until that night. We were in the family business, it was a night of which only it give desire you to be in the bed because of the intense cold. Dad and Mom had to leave to buy things of the sale so my brother Anfre and I had to be alone.

It was 10 pm and we already had to close the office so we could go to our house. We were shutting off the machines, when suddenly appeared a youngster in the door. She was with the torn clothes and a blow in the head. Anfre approached and he asked to her what she want, but the young woman only said "Yes". Immediately afterwards, the young lady fainted. We took care of her, we cleaned her head, and we called to a doctor. When the doctor arrived, he checked on her and he remain with a scared face. He said to us that she was dead.

The following morning we listened the doctor talking with dad, he said to him if we just had arrived at the place. Dad responded that already we were in that office. The doctor said to him that it was impossible, because that corpse was five days to have passed away and it could not be possible to not find the body and they do not called the police. Mother, very scared by the event, found out about the woman. She was with a great surprise, this woman was called Rosalía. She had died five days ago in an accident. The day of her death, was requested her hand in marriage. According to which her mother counts, she wished to marry with her fiancè at all cost. Right that day she was going to give the answer to him. I believe that the young woman was mistaken of person, but in the end she said "Yes".

[Sigfried]

The Priest

This legend is very spreead out, it isnt known if it was true or its just a legend:

The legend says that in a little town in USA a mysterious tragedy happened. A protestant priest lived in a house away from the main town with his wife and kid. His son was an atheist in spite of his fathers influence, he was very sick with a heavy fever and he barely moved from the bed. In the nights he had difficulties to sleep and he was delirious about things without sense. The doctor said it was normal but serious.

One stormy night, his parents left him a glass of water if he was thirsty during the night. Both parents prayed for him and the father, as the priest he were, it read something from the bible for the situation. He left the bible next to the glass of water and they went to sleep.

The next day, with the sun coming in, the mother waked up and she noticed that her husband wasnt in bed with her. She decided to look out for him in her sons room. As she entered the room she found her husband dead with a knife stabed on his back in his sons bed bathed in blood. The glass of water was broken, in the bible all the pages with the word god on it erased, and the son was disappeared...

[Airy]

This did not happen to you directly right???!!!