Creepypasta of the Week: “NoEnd House”

locked doorPreviously: “The Strangest Security Tape I’ve Ever Seen.”

The house featured in “NoEnd House” reminds me a little bit of the Blackout haunted house that takes over New York (and apparently Los Angeles and Chicago now, too) every October. I’ve never been through it – something about (yuck factor alert) someone yanking out a bloody tampon and throwing it at me just doesn’t do it for me – but I do enjoy a good house-with-a-mystery tale. The payoff at the end of this one is pretty fantastic, so even though it’s a long read, it’s worth sticking with it ‘til the end.

If you’re not a big fan of the gross-out factor as a scare tactic either, though, allow me to recommend a different sort of experience: Escape the Room. It’s not scary, per se, but it’s certainly a mystery. 

Let me start by saying that Peter Terry was addicted to heroin.

We were friends in college and continued to be after I graduated. Notice that I said “I”. He dropped out after two years of barely cutting it. After I moved out of the dorms and into a small apartment, I didn’t see Peter as much. We would talk online every now and then (AIM was king in pre-Facebook years). There was a period where he wasn’t online for about five weeks straight. I wasn’t worried. He was a pretty notorious flake and drug addict, so I assumed he just stopped caring. Then one night I saw him log on. Before I could initiate a conversation, he sent me a message.

“David, man, we need to talk.”

That was when he told me about the NoEnd House.

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Haunted Road Trip: The Lemp Mansion and Brewery

Lemp brewery

Previously: The Portland Underground and the Shanghai Tunnels.

The history of the Lemp family is one of those things I usually file under “So Weird, You Can’t Make It Up.” Once one of the most popular brewers in pre-Prohibition St. Louis, they rocketed to wealth and success before plummeting dramatically back to earth, dogged by a serious of most unfortunate events as they went. Their mansion and the remains of their brewery still stand today, and if I ever make it out to Missouri, you can bet they’re on my list of places to go. Here’s the story:

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Encyclopaedia of the Impossible: The House on Ash Tree Lane

The House on Ash Tree LanePreviously: The Slender Man.

Type: UB (Unknowable Building)

Period/location of origin: Subject is located in the southeast Virginia countryside, somewhere in the vicinity of Richmond. It is unclear when subject may have been built; although real estate records date the house to 1720, a journal found in the library of Lord De la Warr circa the founding of the Jamestown colony indicates that the property and its extraordinary characteristics have existed at least since 1610 (see: The Journal of Lord De la Warr, entry dated 23 January, 1610: “Ftaires! We haue found ftaires!”).

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‘Spook Train’: Because Claymation Horror Is Way Better Than Regular Horror

Seriously, you guys. Does this not look amazing? Spook Train comes from the mind of Lee Hardcastle, the director of the “T is for Toilet” segment of The ABCs of Death. From what I can tell, this one is another anthology film; 10 different rooms give us 10 different stories, with the kids riding the titular Spook Train ride tying the whole thing together.

Claymation horror is definitely an untapped medium, but I think it’s a stroke of genius waiting to happen. Remember way back before CGI when horror films had to do everything the old fashioned, practical way? This kind of reminds me of that. Evil Dead II is what immediately comes to mind for me – specifically the dancing, headless corpse scene – but take your pick from any of the other classics. Or ParaNorman. That works, too.

Hardcastle is Kickstarting the project right now, so if it floats your metaphorical boat as much as it does mine, head on over and contribute. Because really: Who doesn’t want to see a clay zombie get torn apart by a clay shell from a clay shotgun fired by a badass clay dude?

[Via Topless Robot]

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