Originally posted by Rising Against
- HOTEL TIME WARP
Two British couples vacationing in the north of France in 1979 were driving, looking for a place to stay for the night. Along the way, they were struck by some signs that seemed to be for a very old-fashioned type of circus. The first building they came to looked like it might be a motel, but some men standing in front of it told the travelers it was "an inn" and that a hotel could be found down the road. Further on, they did find an old-fashioned building marked "hotel." Inside, they discovered, almost everything was made of heavy wood, and there seemed to be no evidence of such modern conveniences as telephones.
Their rooms has no locks, but simple wooden latches and the windows had wooden shutters but no glass. In the morning, as they ate breakfast, two gendarmes entered wearing very old-fashioned caped uniforms. After getting what turned out to be very bad directions to Avignon from the gendarmes, the couples paid a bill that came to only 19 francs, and they left. After two weeks in Spain, the couples made a return trip through France and decided to again stay at the interesting if odd but very cheap hotel.
This time, however, the hotel could not be found. Certain they were in the exact same spot (they saw the same circus posters), they realized that the old hotel had completely vanished without a trace. Photos taken at the hotel did not develop. And a little research revealed that French gendarmes wore uniforms of that description prior to 1905.
Originally posted by strato
reply to post by Rising Against
Let's say that it's actually real. What if he somehow dies before that event happens in the future. I think it would mean that there are multiple realities. I wish I knew how it works.
Originally posted by Rising Against
- HIGHWAY TO THE PAST
In October, 1969, a man identified only as L.C. and his business associate, Charlie, were driving north from Abbeville, Louisiana toward Lafayette on Highway 167. As they were driving along the nearly empty road, they began to overtake what appeared to be an antique car traveling very slowly. The two men were impressed by the mint condition of the nearly 30-year-old car - it looked virtually new - and puzzled by its bright orange license plate on which was stamped only "1940." They figured, however, that the car had been part of some antique auto show.
As they passed the slow-moving vehicle, they slowed their car to get a good look at the old model. The driver of the old car was a young woman dressed in vintage 1940s clothing, and her passenger was a small child likewise dressed. The woman seemed panicked and confused. L.C. asked if she needed help and, through her rolled up window, indicated "yes." L.C. motioned for her to pull off to the side of the road. The businessmen pulled ahead of the old car and turned onto the shoulder of the road.
When they got out... the old car had vanished without a trace. There were no turnoffs or anywhere else the vehicle could have gone. Moments later, another car pulled up to the businessmen and, quite puzzled, said he had seen their car pull off to the side... and the old car simply vanish into thin air. (See Time Traveller for more details on this story.)
It'd be really interesting if anyone reading this has ever had any similar experiences to these also.
Thanks for reading and I'd love to hear thoughts on this subject and whether time travelling of this nature occurs through absolutely nothing but the imagination of mere story tellers or because of something much more real.
Originally posted by Silverado292
I remember in 1996 I was laying on my bed doing some homework and I had my door closed. I remember turning on my side looking towards the door when a few moments later to my surprise someone opened my door and was about to take a step in. Now this didn't last too long but it was startling and I remember all the thoughts flowing through my head. At first I thought we were being robbed then I realized the kids face who looked about the same age had the same look of shock. I remember from his clothes he looked like he stepped right out of the 1920's, he then recoiled in fear and slammed my door.
Then my mom hearing my door slam comes to investigate, she opens the door asking what the heck I was doing slamming doors. I told her what happened and that I thought maybe it was a ghost, her reply was Sour Lake was an old town and there were houses where ours were all the way back to the mid 1800's. Her reckoning was time bled together or something like that. We had other weird things happen at the house I came to found out later that the previous owners who had built this particular house passed away, you want to guess which room they died in??