Welcome strangers, strangelings and strange cetera to a strange tober Strangeoween mini sewed with Madam Strangeways.

That's me.

I'm celebrating all month long with bonus mini episodes every Monday and every other Wednesday to give you 350% more strange stories than usual these October.

These strange Tober mini sods will just be story narrations, but every other Wednesday I'll still release a main episode with my usual commentary after the.

Story.

And I'll then get back to dragging you kicking and screaming down endless rabbit holes.

Before we get to our true strange stories, just a quick reminder that if you're ingesting a lot more scary content lately and you find yourself getting easily spooked, just remember that you.

Can feel afraid.

And not be in danger.

And of course, a quick.

Shout out to my Patreon patrons who helped make the.

Podcast possible?

TJ Hotter of Tapes of trepidation, G Man Music, Ted, Keith and Tori Thank you to my Fiendish 5 for.

Supporting the show.

Now, do you hear that?

It sounds like it's about.

To rain hellcats and hellhounds outside.

So you know what that means.

On to.

Our true Strangeoween stories here with Madam Strangeways.

The Library by Banana Anna 2.

1008.

I work in a very large library.

One day I was working on closing our music library when all of.

A.

Sudden, a score, like a book but with music instead of words, flew off the shelf right in front of me.

It happened shortly.

After I turned off the lights in the back of the room and as I was moving to shut the lights off on the other side, there was absolutely no reason for it to have flown off the shelf like that.

I had also gotten very unsettling vibes.

That I was being.

Stared at in our main building.

I was working on closing the building around 2:00 AM.

There's a rumor that one of our W basement classrooms is haunted by a young woman who is looking for her biology assignment.

The rumor is that you'll supposedly see her around 2:00 AM and she'll.

Ask you if you've seen it.

I have never had that happen, but I have felt watched when doing my closing routine in that part of the building.

This one wasn't actually a ghost, but it sure amped up the creepy vibes I got in our main.

Building's basement.

I was opening the building and was the only person inside at the time.

I had gotten to the last floor, our east side basement, and had just finished hyping myself up to unlock the doors to the floor.

The east basement.

Is pitch black without lights on.

And it's eerie when you can't see.

As soon as I opened the door, I hear.

This very loud.

Screeching coming from the black abyss in front of me.

This.

Sends my nerves skyrocketing.

I ran up the steps but could still hear it.

I somehow found the courage to bolt into the space and flip the lights on from behind the service counter.

I could.

Still hear this loud?

Screeching with the lights on with my new found courage.

Of being able to see.

I went to investigate, turns out one of the fans in the computers for our patrons was in the process of dying.

I turned the machine off and reported it dying.

Computer fan or not, I thought a spirit was going to pop out and maul me.

I'm beginning to think all of these aren't just coincidences by Meredith.

I've tried to brush this off, but too much has happened in too short a time and none of it feels random anymore.

I'm.

Visiting my parents for the.

Summer and staying in the spare room in the basement.

A couple of nights ago, me and my mom were talking casually in the kitchen when we suddenly heard three or five loud.

What was that?

That was scary when we suddenly heard three or.

5.

Loud, spaced out bangs coming from the hallway.

These were deep, clear physical hits.

Like someone pounding on the wall with their fist.

Like the bangs from the haunting.

My mom also heard it.

I immediately walked through the house and checked every room.

Trying to.

See if something had fallen or shifted.

I didn't want to overreact, but I wanted to be sure.

Everything.

Looked normal, nothing was out of place.

The garage door was shut.

After that, I headed downstairs to go to bed.

Not long after I got into the room, my daughter said she saw my mom standing outside her bedroom door walking back and forth.

She said she heard footsteps.

She assumed it was her grandma, but when I checked, my mum wasn't there and hadn't been anywhere near that part of the house.

A short while later my dog kept going to the door and smelling and looking at the door, tail up.

Like cautious, he also.

Whimpered half the night, but never barked.

Then, around 4:00 AM, an old motion sensor alarm in the basement bathroom suddenly went off.

It was.

Plugged in.

Upside down and hadn't been used in years, but it let out a loud alarm like someone had triggered it which sent me into a spiral.

Got very little sleep that night.

Just a.

Heavy.

Scary.

Feeling the next morning my dad got on to me for leaving the garage open, but I hadn't.

I had.

Just walked through the house the night before.

The door was closed so it must have opened some time after I went to bed.

Then that evening around 8:45 PM my dad called down to me and said something's burning and your room downstairs.

Me and my mom both.

Looked at each other.

I ran downstairs and the entire basement was full of smoke.

We called the.

Fire department and they confirmed the ceiling fan motor had completely burned out and heated up a wire in the ceiling which caught fire.

It wasn't in the room I was staying in, but the room next to it.

All of this happened within about 48 hours today.

Is day.

3 Nothing else I've noticed since last night.

Added to mention, my parents have lived here for.

30.

Four years and built the home, not on any ground worth mentioning.

This is the first time my parents have ever encountered something like this.

They are definitely spooked.

The Man on the Stage by Anonymous Back in the early 2000s, I worked in an old working men's bar in.

Chester mainly.

In the function room, we used to put on rock nights, host weddings, and occasionally have biker meetups, which tended to get a bit messy, often requiring us to order extra alcohol one night after a function I can't quite remember what it was I had.

Pulled the.

Shutters down on the front of the bar and started mopping the floors behind it.

The function room had a stage in the corner.

While mopping, I glanced up toward the stage and saw what looked like the shadow of a man standing there.

It didn't register at first.

I looked right back down and kept mopping.

Then it hit me.

There's a man on the stage.

I looked back up, but there was nothing there.

Still a bit confused about what I'd just seen, the woman I worked with came back into the room and asked if I was OK.

Yep, I'm fine, I replied without hesitation.

She asked have you seen anything?

I hesitated, then said maybe.

Her reply still gives me goosebumps to this day.

Was it a man?

I see him all the time.

I almost quit that evening, but I never saw anything there again.

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You can feel afraid and not be in danger.

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See you soon, She.

Said ominously.