Creepy Movie Patron

When I was in my senior year of high school, I took a part-time job working at the local movie theater. It paid reasonably well, enough for me to have a bit of pocket money, and despite the management’s strange stance that high schoolers had nothing better to do in their spare time than work, I did like the job. My coworkers were nice, I got to watch bits of the latest films during my breaktime, and I always came home smelling like popcorn.

It was also my very first foray into the wild and maddening world of customer service, and as the months passed, I saw more than my fair share of rude, dense, uncooperative, and downright dickish customers. Most of them have faded into the background over time, but there was one experience I had that rattled me so badly that I still recall it now.

During the run of “What Lies Beneath” (a ghost story/murder mystery movie starring Harrison Ford and Michelle Pfeiffer), I got promoted, so to speak, from concessions to box office, so I was learning how to work the computer and sell tickets. There was no monetary raise involved; the additional training just meant that the management could swap people around to cover different jobs as needed.

One particular evening, as I was working the box office, a man came in to see a movie. He was on the tall side and that vague sort of pudgy that looks more broad than fat. I smiled and launched into my typical greeting.

“Hi, welcome to the theater! How can I help you?”

“Yeah, I’ll take one ticket for Lie Beneath Me.” Mind you, at this point, I’d heard the movie misnamed a few times, but there was something about the way he said it, and the way he leaned forward and stared directly at me, that made me vaguely uncomfortable. I couldn’t put my finger on it, but it didn’t seem like an appropriate sort of look for a grown man to be giving a seventeen-year-old girl. Nonetheless, I maintained my Customer Service Mask, pretended I hadn’t heard the slip-up, and handed him his ticket.

“Here you are, sir, enjoy the show!”

“You wanna come watch it with me?” Still with the stare and an odd smile that didn’t reach his eyes. I was starting to wish my trainer was in the box with me, but I was too short to look over to the concessions counter to see if anyone was there to intervene. The only thing I could do was keep the mask up and hope for the best.

“Sorry, no can do. Have to stay here and sell tickets. You have a good one though!”

He stared at me for a few unending seconds, then plodded off toward the concessions counter. I let out a breath and composed myself, then put the smile back on to greet the next customer in line.

A couple of hours later, the strange incident almost forgotten, I swapped out with a coworker who was going on break and needed someone to cover the ushering for a couple of shows that were about to end, including the Ford-Pfeiffer flick. Grateful for the break from constant smiling, I grabbed a broom and pickup, and went to go sweep the aisles and remove trash and spilled popcorn. Let me tell you – something about being in a movie theater turns even the most fastidious people into complete slobs. I swear it’s a sickness.

I entered the theater as the last guests were leaving, while the end credits rolled. As I was picking up trash in the forward section, minding my own business, who should I spy but Mister Creepy from the box office. And his eyes were fixed directly on me once again. I’d never been leered at so openly in my entire young life, and I wanted to bolt for the door, but I had a job to do. So I kept my head down and hoped that he would leave with the rest of the patrons.

No such luck.

As I was dumping a load of spilled popcorn into the garbage bin, I heard footsteps behind me, and then a voice, far too close for comfort or manners, said, “Too bad you weren’t here. I was the only one in the back row. We could’ve had some fun.” One of his hands was fumbling deep in the pocket of his khakis and he was breathing hard and staring at me. I gripped my broom and tried to subtly edge away. He moved to block me.

My heart jumped into my throat and lodged there. The theater was now empty, and as far as I knew, I was the only one ushering for that show. I was too young and too scared to know what to say or do to get myself out of the situation. Nothing in our employee orientation had mentioned anything about what to do if you got trapped in a theater with a creepy customer. All I could think was, “If he comes any closer, I’ll jab him in the balls with my broom and run like hell.”

Fortunately, at that very moment, a couple of other employees walked into the theater to help with cleanup. Mister Creepy yanked his hand out of his pocket and booked it down the steps and out the fire exit at the front of the theater. I was shaking, but otherwise unharmed. I didn’t know what to say or how to describe what had happened, so I said nothing and went back to concessions for the rest of my shift as soon as I was able. Being around half a dozen other people and the watchful eyes of the office security cameras made me feel a little better.

When my shift ended, I grabbed my hoodie, put the hood up against the light rain that was starting to come down, and walked outside into the nearly-empty parking lot. I had no car of my own yet, so my mother came to pick me up when I was done for the night. And just like clockwork, she was there in the side parking lot just beside the entrance. I waved to some coworkers who were leaving at the same time…and then I froze.

Halfway down one of the aisles, sitting at the wheel of a large dark-colored SUV, was Mister Creepy. And he was craning his neck like he was looking for someone. Without waiting to see more, I booked it over to my mother’s car, hoping my hood had hidden my face so that he didn’t know it was me. As we pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home, I saw him still sitting there, watching the doors of the theater as if waiting for an unsuspecting young girl to come out.

I saw him a few more times during my tenure at the theater, but I always managed to duck into the storeroom or the breakroom or the lady’s toilets before he noticed me. So thankfully, Mister Creepy and I never did meet again.

Crazy Person at the Movies

This event happened to me and my family a few years ago, and I decided to share it here. This is still very clear in my memory, and pops in my head here and there. This event occurred sometime in 2013, when me and my family lived in Texas in a town known as Beeville.

We lived very close to a very small movie theater. It was probably a 10 minute walk to the theater from where we lived. We used to walk there frequently. After this incident, we moved to a totally different state.

From all I can remember, it was a Friday night. We walked together on the road to the theater. We arrived just as usual. We got the some snacks. We went inside the theater room and sat down. There were about 3 other people in the theater with us, each sitting a few chairs away. As we patiently waited for the movie to start, me and my family played little games and talked, while eating our snacks. Suddenly, there was a loud crash and a loud scream, from what heard to be from the snack bar. My little sister whispered to me “What was that?”. I replied something along the lines of “Probably someone got hurt”. A few minutes into the movie, another loud crash suddenly came from the snack bar, except it sounded like it was closer. My parents were whispering. but I couldn’t make out what they were saying.
Probably halfway through the movie, a man comes through the door, talking softly to himself, but loud enough to make everyone’s head turn. My sister whispers in my ear telling me how funny he looks, but I just ignore her. I turn my head towards my parents and see them looking at the movie. I just relax and watch. A few seconds later, the man starts clapping and laughing, staring at the wall. Me and my sister thought this was funny at the time, and both silently stared at each other and laughed. After what happened next, our grins faded away.

The man started giggling and stared at one of the people sitting in the room. I clearly remember the man saying “I am going to kill all of you tonight!”, in the most disturbing voice I had ever heard. He started to shriek, and run at the person he was looking at. The person attempted to run, but failed to do so, and was rammed into by the crazy man. My little sister started to cry, and my parents tried to slowly walk to the exit, gesturing us to follow. I started to panic, and began to cry. I remember looking back at the disturbing sight of the person screaming as the man was biting on his face. The other two people ran for the exit, making loud footsteps. The crazy man looks back at our direction, and runs.
As we run out of the theater room hearing the disturbing shrieking come closer, he see the two employees. They were both dead, with bite marks and flesh everywhere. Trying to ignore the horrific site, me and my family run towards the exit and escape. As we ran, I turned to look back, and saw the crazy man jump on the stranger and bite his face. We successfully ran to the road, and ran to the nearest place with people-downtown.
To what we saw, the crazy man was not following us. We arrived in downtown Beeville, and went to the police station. Told them everything. They sent a few cars down the road to search for the man at the theater, but he wasn’t found. We moved out a week after the incident, because our parents were worried that the man will come into our home. To this day, me and my family still remember what happened that Friday night, and we are all grateful for our lives. Just to know that the same man that was there that night is still out there, scares me even to this day. (The paragraphs have the weird spaces. Sorry for the inconvenience)

 

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Summer Psycho at the Improv

This event happened to me last summer so I may be a little fuzzy on the details; however, I remember enough. This event occurred during either the third or fourth day of a week long field trip that the oldest age group of my camp, and our sister camp attends. Our camps are in Massachusetts and we were in California for the trip.

Now, enough background information, time for my story. My friends and I were at a theater awaiting to watch some form of improv. Side note, I normally hate improv. So anyway, we were waiting inside for our sister camp to show up. Ten minutes into waiting a loud noise lifted everyone’s head off of their recently regained phones, to the entrance doors. About four kids, me being one of them, and two councilors approached the thankfully locked doors. What we saw will be burned into my memory: a tall, slender, almost skeletal, balding, dirty man banging with his fist on the door with obviously all his strength, and he was yelling in a raspy voice “LET ME IN!!”.

My friends and I began to back up and tried to hide. I know right, a cluster of sixteen year olds scared of one man. We were scared that the door wouldn’t hold this psychotic, high, homeless, and or insane drug addict for long. Then one of my friends who had just left the bathroom, Jack, heard the man yelling and did the most stupid thing ever! He walked towards the door and extended his hand to the door before, in unison, we shouted “Jack”! Thankfully, Jack walked away from the door; however, the man was still yelling.

Soon we no longer heard yelling and the councilors called the cops. Who showed up, a policeman on a non motorized bicycle who looked like a rookie. After taking the councilors statement and leaving, we began to calm down and started ripping on Jack for almost getting us killed. Just then, the heavy locked exit door, which I was sitting in front of started getting pounded from outside and we heard a muffled let me in. Afraid I moved; however, it quickly died down and nothing like that happened for the rest of the night.

A few minutes later the girls came, we watched the show, I nearly crapped myself laughing at the show despite it was improv ‘based’. Before the summer, I had began listening to narrators such as darkness prevails, lazy masquerade, be-busta, corpse husband, and mr.nightmare; however, I never would have believed that an event similar to their narrated stories would occur to me. Now I pay much more attention to their stories so that I know how to get out of situations like this, just in case something freaky occurs to me again. So, homeless, insane, and or drug addict, I have two think to say, get help and let’s never meet again.

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