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The Melted Man
We moved into this house not too long ago from an younger couple that inherited the house from the husbands mother. We got a great deal on the house because the house had fire damage on the left wing of the house and the repairs were less than par. We were happy because we didnt need that big of a house so the left wing wouldnt be used until we started to grow our family or had a guest over. I remember the young couple looked relieved that someone was buying their house since it had been on the market for a while and there was a lot of emotional conflicts in the past associated with the home.
The home was on a residential street in a somewhat standard looking area just outside of a major city. My husband just got a job in the city and the commute was roughly 20 minutes for him. We moved in and lived in the home for 3 months or so without incident when my sister came over with her children. She had 3 children ranging from the ages 10 to 4. The youngest of the 3, Janet, had a mental disability and didnt talk much and we had to really work with this child to understand what she wanted. I didnt have any children of my own but I invited my sister over to announce the arrival of our first child in 7 months or so. My sister came in and her children ran in and did what children do and explored the house while making a mess of everything.
I had just announce to my sister that we were expecting our first child when the little Janet came up to her mom. She said softly "Red...Red man". This was typical of her behavior since it isnt uncommon for her to ramble about nothing. My sister responded and told her "You're going to have a new cousin!" The child smiled and ran back and played with the other kids. Sometime later I began to show my sister the house when we came to Janet standing in the hall way facing a room on the left side of the house. My husband and I were sure to lock the door since that room was the "Fire Damage" room and we only used it for storage. She didnt say anything but just stared as if she was really focused about something. This was unusual since she was always moving or doing something with her hands.
My sister asked what was in that room and I went into the story on how we were able to get such a great deal on the house. She looked shocked and asked if anyone was hurt from the fire damage and thats when I paused. I didnt think to ask that to the people we bought the house from since my husband did all the talking to the previous home owners. I responded with an unsure answer along the lines of "I dont think so since the fire was only in this room". My sister nodded as if understood we began to walk to another room when we heard a "Thud" on the door. My first thought was that a storage box fell over since we kinda just threw a bunch of boxes in that room. My sister jumped a good bit and was more surprised than scared. I had the key to that room on hand and opened the door to find nothing out of place. She began to laugh and I told her something fell over when nothing actually did. She looked relieved and I began to laugh too when Janet said, still staring at the room, "Red man". My sister said to her "No silly, boxes" pointing to the boxes. Janet look confused then began to smile like she normally did and ran to play again.
I finished showing her the rest of the house and they stayed for another hour before they left. It was weird for me to stay alone in that home until my husband came home from work. Before he came home I checked the room again and nothing was out of place. The room was pretty big and was kind nice despite being repaired in an obvious rush and lack of budget. I began thinking of designs for a nursery when I heard my husband unlock the front door. I left the room and hugged him per the usual daily ritual for us during the week. I told him about my day and how I thought the left room would be great for a nursery for the coming baby. He thought it was a great idea and agreed. I brought him back to the room and showed him how I wanted to design the room when I remembered what happened with me and my sister. I asked him "So what was the deal with the fire again?"
He looked like I asked an uncomfortable question and said sheepishly " Oh, well, I forgot to tell you this but the couple we bought it from's father fell asleep with a faulty electric blanket and he caught on fire in his sleep. He ended up dying a few days later at the hospital I think." I made a face that said ewww and my husband responded in kind. "Yea it totally just melted his skin off." Thats when it hit me like a ton of bricks. I instantly felt all the blood drain from my face. "Melted?" I said. "Yea the guy's son we bought it from gave us the great deal so he didnt have to live in a place with all that sadness." I didnt say anything to him about Janet mentioning the "Red Man" or the thud against the door.
Things were never the same after that day. It was as if this great home we had been living in for months had all of the sudden became infiltrated by another resident we couldn't see. We woke up a few weeks later and there was a chair in the middle of the hallway. Like a kitchen chair. My husband asked me why I left a chair in the middle of the hallway when he realized that we went to bed together and couldnt have done that unless I did it in the middle of the night. I came out of the room just as confused and told him that I didn't do that. We just put the chair back in the kitchen and went about our day. I went out and got some groceries and came home to find our front door wide open.
My first thought was to call my husband but he didnt answer. My neighbor was outside in his garden and I told him what was happening. He agreed that I should come in his home and wait for the police to arrive. They showed up and told me that the house was empty but all the door were open as well as all the lights being on. I knew they thought what I was thinking but didn't want to say my house was haunted. They did tell me that there were some home theft in the area and maybe I didnt have what they were looking for. This was a poor attempt and trying to make me feel better but I said thank you and went into my house.
My husband came home about 30 minutes later after getting my message and stayed with me the rest of the day. Things felt uneasy in that home and we considered maybe moving or calling a priest of some kind but we ended up not contacting anyone. One night a week or so later my husband heard a sound in the kitchen and went to investigate. We dont own a gun so he just went with a broom handle from the broom in our hall closet. He came back and told me that we were going to a hotel for the night. I began to freak out and cry as I got my stuff together and left. We were in the car, driving in less than 5 minutes. I asked him what happened and he told me the most terrifying thing I have every heard. He told me that he cleared the whole house up to left room. When he was making his way down the hall he noticed something red that was two feet tall moving slowly towards him. He didnt understand what it was at first until a few seconds later when his eyes adjusted. It was a man with no skin, crawling towards him, his flesh melting from his body. The man crawling then reach his hand towards him as if he needed his help. That when my husband left and came back to the room.
We went back the next day and the house felt like it did before all the events. The house felt clean, the air felt warm and peaceful. My husband and I think the ghost just wanted to be seen and his presence felt. We were going to give the house one last chance before we moved but nothing happened since. It has been 4 years or so from all of that and I had since given birth and raised a beautiful boy we named Tanner. We were happy with the house and felt that we were living the life we were meant to live. Today I was putting my child into his car seat when he point to our home behind me. He said in his toddler words. "That man has red ouchies!" My skin felt the electric buzz as it did before. I didnt look back. I just finished putting my child in his seat and got in driving down the road. I think the ghost knows my child can see him.
The home was on a residential street in a somewhat standard looking area just outside of a major city. My husband just got a job in the city and the commute was roughly 20 minutes for him. We moved in and lived in the home for 3 months or so without incident when my sister came over with her children. She had 3 children ranging from the ages 10 to 4. The youngest of the 3, Janet, had a mental disability and didnt talk much and we had to really work with this child to understand what she wanted. I didnt have any children of my own but I invited my sister over to announce the arrival of our first child in 7 months or so. My sister came in and her children ran in and did what children do and explored the house while making a mess of everything.
I had just announce to my sister that we were expecting our first child when the little Janet came up to her mom. She said softly "Red...Red man". This was typical of her behavior since it isnt uncommon for her to ramble about nothing. My sister responded and told her "You're going to have a new cousin!" The child smiled and ran back and played with the other kids. Sometime later I began to show my sister the house when we came to Janet standing in the hall way facing a room on the left side of the house. My husband and I were sure to lock the door since that room was the "Fire Damage" room and we only used it for storage. She didnt say anything but just stared as if she was really focused about something. This was unusual since she was always moving or doing something with her hands.
My sister asked what was in that room and I went into the story on how we were able to get such a great deal on the house. She looked shocked and asked if anyone was hurt from the fire damage and thats when I paused. I didnt think to ask that to the people we bought the house from since my husband did all the talking to the previous home owners. I responded with an unsure answer along the lines of "I dont think so since the fire was only in this room". My sister nodded as if understood we began to walk to another room when we heard a "Thud" on the door. My first thought was that a storage box fell over since we kinda just threw a bunch of boxes in that room. My sister jumped a good bit and was more surprised than scared. I had the key to that room on hand and opened the door to find nothing out of place. She began to laugh and I told her something fell over when nothing actually did. She looked relieved and I began to laugh too when Janet said, still staring at the room, "Red man". My sister said to her "No silly, boxes" pointing to the boxes. Janet look confused then began to smile like she normally did and ran to play again.
I finished showing her the rest of the house and they stayed for another hour before they left. It was weird for me to stay alone in that home until my husband came home from work. Before he came home I checked the room again and nothing was out of place. The room was pretty big and was kind nice despite being repaired in an obvious rush and lack of budget. I began thinking of designs for a nursery when I heard my husband unlock the front door. I left the room and hugged him per the usual daily ritual for us during the week. I told him about my day and how I thought the left room would be great for a nursery for the coming baby. He thought it was a great idea and agreed. I brought him back to the room and showed him how I wanted to design the room when I remembered what happened with me and my sister. I asked him "So what was the deal with the fire again?"
He looked like I asked an uncomfortable question and said sheepishly " Oh, well, I forgot to tell you this but the couple we bought it from's father fell asleep with a faulty electric blanket and he caught on fire in his sleep. He ended up dying a few days later at the hospital I think." I made a face that said ewww and my husband responded in kind. "Yea it totally just melted his skin off." Thats when it hit me like a ton of bricks. I instantly felt all the blood drain from my face. "Melted?" I said. "Yea the guy's son we bought it from gave us the great deal so he didnt have to live in a place with all that sadness." I didnt say anything to him about Janet mentioning the "Red Man" or the thud against the door.
Things were never the same after that day. It was as if this great home we had been living in for months had all of the sudden became infiltrated by another resident we couldn't see. We woke up a few weeks later and there was a chair in the middle of the hallway. Like a kitchen chair. My husband asked me why I left a chair in the middle of the hallway when he realized that we went to bed together and couldnt have done that unless I did it in the middle of the night. I came out of the room just as confused and told him that I didn't do that. We just put the chair back in the kitchen and went about our day. I went out and got some groceries and came home to find our front door wide open.
My first thought was to call my husband but he didnt answer. My neighbor was outside in his garden and I told him what was happening. He agreed that I should come in his home and wait for the police to arrive. They showed up and told me that the house was empty but all the door were open as well as all the lights being on. I knew they thought what I was thinking but didn't want to say my house was haunted. They did tell me that there were some home theft in the area and maybe I didnt have what they were looking for. This was a poor attempt and trying to make me feel better but I said thank you and went into my house.
My husband came home about 30 minutes later after getting my message and stayed with me the rest of the day. Things felt uneasy in that home and we considered maybe moving or calling a priest of some kind but we ended up not contacting anyone. One night a week or so later my husband heard a sound in the kitchen and went to investigate. We dont own a gun so he just went with a broom handle from the broom in our hall closet. He came back and told me that we were going to a hotel for the night. I began to freak out and cry as I got my stuff together and left. We were in the car, driving in less than 5 minutes. I asked him what happened and he told me the most terrifying thing I have every heard. He told me that he cleared the whole house up to left room. When he was making his way down the hall he noticed something red that was two feet tall moving slowly towards him. He didnt understand what it was at first until a few seconds later when his eyes adjusted. It was a man with no skin, crawling towards him, his flesh melting from his body. The man crawling then reach his hand towards him as if he needed his help. That when my husband left and came back to the room.
We went back the next day and the house felt like it did before all the events. The house felt clean, the air felt warm and peaceful. My husband and I think the ghost just wanted to be seen and his presence felt. We were going to give the house one last chance before we moved but nothing happened since. It has been 4 years or so from all of that and I had since given birth and raised a beautiful boy we named Tanner. We were happy with the house and felt that we were living the life we were meant to live. Today I was putting my child into his car seat when he point to our home behind me. He said in his toddler words. "That man has red ouchies!" My skin felt the electric buzz as it did before. I didnt look back. I just finished putting my child in his seat and got in driving down the road. I think the ghost knows my child can see him.
Thursday, January 24, 2019
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