There's a Creepy Doll

[foolish_m0rtal]

Okay, so I put off going to the gym till about 9:45PM, but that happens a lot. It's in the apartment complex I live in, so it's just a few minutes walk. The complex encircles the activities building like a hug. The building itself has two floors. The bottom one can be accessed from the street. The complex itself is on top of a high hill, so most people go in through the second floor, which has a walkway leading to it. They closed off the top part of the building, so it takes about seven more minutes to walk all the way around the complex, down the road and into the first floor.

Today I was walking home when I heard this cell phone ring a couple times. Just your average tinkling generic ringtone, but for some reason, it gave me a really REALLY bad feeling. I'm habitually paranoid about everything, but this especially gave me creeps down my spine. I remembered reading a book by Malcolm Gladwell called Blink, which talks about how people go with their gut without thinking about it and they're usually right.

So I took off running as fast as I could and didn't stop till I was safe inside my apartment with the doors locked. Gladwell later on breaks down the situation the people were in and shows that the scene did have clues that lead to the same conclusion albeit more slowly, but the only remarkable thing is the people could not have processed all of that information at once. That's why the "gut feeling" is so strange and studied by psychologists. There's no explanation.

Even now as I'm sitting here thinking about what clues I might have been processing, I come up with nothing. I really don't know what prompted me to do that.

Have any of you ever had a bad feeling about something or gone with your gut for no apparent reason? What was the situation, and did you end up being right in the end?

Today's title brought to you by Jonathan Coultron's Creepy Doll.

Comments

[x-mog.livejournal.com]

I get them sometimes. And I totaly GO WITH THEM. If my brain says "Run" I run.

I get it sometimes when I'm outside alone. Sometimes in the broad daylight. >.> Once I was just sort of taking a walk around the dentist office next door. It was daytime. People were still working in the building. Including the landlord and his sons who I've known my whole life. Anyway, there's this little area where you can sit on benches thats down a set of stairs, right by a back door. And I usualy go down there and sit. And there's a back gate that leads out of the area. And there's a few tress and a REALLY big bush type thing. (We're talking maybe fifteen feet in height and a little more than that wide.) And its dense so you can't see through it.

So I start down the stairs and I just get this feeling like "No. You don't wanna go down there. You don't. Something isn't right."

And I froze and I turned and I ran back over to my house and went back in.

I still don't know where that feeling came from or if there was anything wrong in that situation. But I'm glad I don't, in a way. Because if I DID know, who knows what would have happened. >.>

[foolish-m0rtal.livejournal.com]

zombies!

I'm glad I'm not the only one with a "Run Away!" instinct I can't explain.

[x-mog.livejournal.com]

zombies? O.o?

Hey, I feel that you gotta be getting it for a reason, right?

[foolish-m0rtal.livejournal.com]

Yes.

From zombies.

Most probably...