The satanic party next door


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Tonight’s episode is called the party next door in 1973. I borrowed $5,000 from my mother to start a small pool hall in Seattle Washington. Now I was only 18 years old at the time and back in 1973 $5,000, we go a long way.

I rented a small storefront on 50th Street. Just a mile down from the University of Washington. I had a great location and my little business was pretty successful right away. I own two pools. Tables to foosball tables and air hockey table and contracted another company to provide 8 pinball machines. Now, I got to keep all the money from my tables.

And I split the profits from the pinball machines. 50/50

there was a very unusual movie theater across the street. It was very small almost like watching a movie in someone’s living room. Remember 1973, we didn’t have videotapes, so this movie theater, only held about 15 people and I often wondered how is this theater, every one of them make a profit there was another business next door that sold which supplies,

I don’t remember the name of the business, but I do remember going into their shop, a few times, most of the stuff they sold was incident burners and incent holders crystal balls and a lot of books about Wicca. This is really more of a bookstore than anything else.

The owner of the store was always nice to me and we never really had any issues. Except for one time, I had my music up a little bit too loud. My little pool hall, consisted of several rooms, so I’ll place the games in each room, and then I would name the rooms after the game, such as the pool room, and the pinball room. Also purchased a Coke machine after several months, I was earning a pretty good profit from my little business.

Went to work every day more than 12 hours a day, I was generating more than a hundred dollars a day, which was pretty good in 1973.

From time to time, I would go next door to the Wicca store and buy incense for my business. I never bought anything else, but I usually took the opportunity to look around

the wick is a store, which had lots of different types of candles and white sage for smoldering burners. They had lots of Wicca books, a large assortment of daggers Robes of all colors. In a lot of wicked jewelry. I had no idea what all this was about, but it was very interesting. I was always amazed by the different Flyers posted in the windows at the quickest, or I realized that the story

More than just a Wicker Store. It also is a store that hosted several different beliefs such as paganism and Satanism.

I assume that the Wicker Store catered to different beliefs because it increased their customer base allowing them to make more money before producing this podcast. I did a little research and I found a website called learn religions at learning and according to them, Wicca is a tradition of Witchcraft that was brought to the public by Gerald Gardner in the 1950s.

There’s a great deal of debate among the Pagan community about whether or not Wicca is truly the same form of Witchcraft that the Ancients practice, regardless many people, use the term Wicca and Witchcraft interchangeably. Paganism is an umbrella term that is used to apply to a number of different earth-based. Faiths Wicca falls under that heading, although not all pagans are

So in a nutshell, here’s what’s going on. It seems that all Wiccans are witches, but not all witches are Wiccans, all Wiccans are pagans, but not all pagans are Wiccans. And finally, some, which is are pagans, but some are not and some pagans practice witchcraft, While others choose not to

So you can see it gets pretty confusing and when you add Satanism into the mix, it just gets too. Muddy to figure out all the different beliefs. Now, according to Wikipedia Satanism is a group of ideological beliefs, based on Satan, the Contemporary religious practice of Satanism. Begin with the founding of the Church of Satan and 1966 prior to public practice satanism.

It is primarily an accusation by various Christian groups, toward perceived ideological opponents, rather than self-identity Satanism. And the concept of Satan has also been used by artists and entertainers. First symbolic expression accusations that various groups have been practicing Satanism as been made throughout much of Christian history during the Middle Ages. The Inquisition that

Attached to the Catholic Church alleged that various Christian groups such as the Knights Templar performed, secret Satanic rituals.

One morning. I arrived at my pool hall and I noticed that one of my windows was broken. This particular window is on the side of the building and it had a latch on it, just like a house window once unlocked, then window could be raised and lowered.

When I unlock the front door, I noticed that something just wasn’t right. Someone had broken into my business and stoled my money out of the cash register, which was bashed in. Now, they only got about $200 and mostly in quarters, but the cash register that they broke cost me more than $400. And of course, I was very upset. I wanted to catch the person responsible. I believed that the person who broke into my pool

All was a customer who knew the layout of the business.

I started sleeping in the pool hall at night, all night long, with the gun, I wanted to catch the thief in the ACT, looking back on this year later, it’s probably a good thing that person never robbed my store. Again, the last time I slept at my pool hall was on a Friday night and it was raining as it is most of the time in Seattle, I closed my pool hall at night at about 11:00 p.m. and I fell asleep about 1:00 in the morning.

As I was sleeping, I heard people talking. I didn’t know if this was a dream or not, and I couldn’t make out what they were saying, but it seems like a small group of people all talking at once like there were several conversations going on at the same time.

I fully woke up and realized that this was not a dream. There were in fact, a small group of people standing outside the front door of my pool hall, and I remember thinking what in the hell are these people doing? And why are they standing outside of my business at two in the morning? I peeked around the corner of the room that led to the front door and I could see several adults wearing

Robes standing in the line, like they were waiting for something. Then the owner of the Wicca shop showed up and unlocked, the shop next door, and all the people entered the Wicca shop. And within about five minutes, another small group of people arrived and entered the shop. There must have been about 15 people total. I thought to myself. What in the hell is this all about? I could hear.

R, the people gathering in the business next door. All of them talking several conversations going on. At the same time, my business had a common wall with the Wicca shop and we had a vent that opened up into both businesses because we shared the electric bill and the heater. I could hear these people just as though I were in the room with them as clear as a bell, however, they had no idea I was even there, I was as quiet as a mouse.

Just sitting on the beer, wooden floor, and total darkness listening to the conversations next door. The only light I had was a small amount coming through the shared air vent between our two businesses. Now I recognize the wicked shop owner’s voice and I heard him say lock up when you’re done. So I assumed it was this is not the first time that this has happened. But it was the first time for me and I wondered, why are these people here?

Here at two in the morning, I continue to listen. And finally, they all stopped talking and they turn their attention to a spokesperson who said, okay, let’s get started. I noticed the lights through the air vents dimmed as they turned off. The overhead lights and lit candles. It was a flickering light that was very dim I realized at that moment that these people were about to do some kind of religious ritual, I overheard them talk about

ISM. I could hear the wooden chair sliding on the floor as people adjusted their chairs around the room. I envisioned them putting their chairs in a circle but I couldn’t really see anything. I heard one person, say join hands and then he started talking in a language that I didn’t recognize.

All this time, I was just a few feet away behind a common wall.

I remember feeling like I was out of place and didn’t belong there. I also felt that if I were to leave, they would hear me locking my door, so I just stayed. And now I know they were burning some kind of ritual Sage because I could smell it through the air vent. It was a musty sick, sweet smell even today. 45 years later, sometimes I come across that same smell when people burned,

Certain kinds of incense, the smell triggers me into an uneasy feeling of quiet Terror.

I heard one person talking about bringing Satan into the circle and while she was talking, the other people were chanting and a very low voice.

I heard her voice change into, deep-throated multiple voices, as though someone or something was taking over her body, I could hear sounds coming from the room and it sounded like wind.

I noticed a green Cloud type silhouette hovering in the corner of the room that I was in. It looked like a ghost or it was something watching me as to say, why are you here? I felt the room get cold and I was getting cold. I was starting to Shake in fear. What and the hell am I doing here? How do I get out of here without being noticed?

A lot of thought ran through my head, as I listened to the Satanic ritual. I said on the floor for so long, my legs were falling asleep and they were tingling. I remember trying to adjust my legs, to get the feeling to come back, but at the same time, trying to be totally quiet.

Then I heard a Voice that ran ice water through my veins. There is someone here who does not belong.

Someone over and over again, the same message. I know the voice was talking about me but I was too scared to even move. I didn’t know what to do is I don’t even remember getting up and leaving, but I must have left because I do remember driving back home in the rain, trembling all the way.

I didn’t go back to the pool hall for several days. Regular customers who knew me were calling me to see if I was okay. And I told him that I was sick, but the fact was, I was scared. I never went back into the Wicca shop. Again, I sold my pool hall to an investor, a couple of weeks later. I paid back the loan to my mom and I never told her what happened.

Four weeks after I had very strange dreams. I kept having the same dream over and over. I kept hearing the same voice in my dreams. There was someone here who does not belong.

Then I would suddenly wake up and look over at the clock. 3:14 a.m.

Just for a split second, I swear that I could see the same green silhouette cloud, and then it would quickly disappear whatever that was. I knew. I didn’t like it. Now I am 66 years old. I have respect for other people’s religious faiths even if I don’t understand them, I know to leave some things alone and not to provoke or cast, doubt on other people’s beliefs. Some people are

Confer tension. Others are looking for answers, I enjoy bringing Mysteries at the unsolved questions into the light and presenting them to you on the creepy Show podcast.

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