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A creepy encounter...

I don't know if many of you have been to Edinburgh
But even if you haven't had the pleasure of visiting this lovely little city
you may be aware that it is  one of the creepiest places by day because of its architecture
and even creepier by night...

Now the encounter....
James and I were walking down Candlemaker Row last night about 6.30.


It was dark but the street was adequately lit by street lamps.
We were walking past the Greyfriars Kirkyard or cemetery 


-Which can be a bit eerie in itself-
When I noticed someone to the left of James off the curb of the footpath trying to pass us out.


I turned around and stopped chatting (why do we do that? In hindsight it's weird)
All of a sudden I heard James roar "What the f**k!"
I turned around to see a very freaked out James
but no sign of the person who had been there seconds before.
Apparently James saw this person also so he started to move more towards the centre of the footpath.
Then he has tapped quiet aggressively on the shoulder.
He thought it was the man on the road behind him.
Turned around to see what he wanted.
And there was nobody there.
Nobody at all.
Hence his roar.
The thing is.
I saw the person.
But it was so dark I didn't see any features.
Well, I didn't pay enough attention to see them.
But the person never passed us.
Nor were they behind us.
And there was nowhere else to go.

Lets just say we quickened our step and turned onto a main street as quickly as possible.
Quite freaked out.

Comments

  1. 1st, are these your pictures? if so, incredible!

    2nd! holy shih. lu. that is some pretty freaky business. you even had the hairs standing up on my arms!

    i'm glad you're all safe. haunted. but safe. ;)

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  2. Hey Tif!
    I'm afraid these photos are not my handy work... and yes that is some very freaky business!

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