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Tales from the crypt Aug 02

A friend relays an evil anecdote.

He was on a “ghost walk” around Edinburgh and the tour group were led down to a particularly dark underground room. The guide gave a spiel about the local ghost being misogynistic and split the group into men and women who stood apart from each other in the room.

The lights went out and the room was pitch black.

My friend, finding a tissue in his pocket, scrunched it up. In the darkness, he threw it across the room in the direction of the women. A scream. A hysterical woman insisting that something had touched her in the dark. And the ghost story lives on…

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