The Man on the Staircase

Bill Freitag of Aurora, Illinois, underwent a joint spacetime slip with a fellow from the past. For the suave gentleman on the staircase, it was a brief Forward to the Future trip with Freitag along for the ride. Hunh! (See MYSTERIES OF TIME AND SPACE for original report.)

On a dare from his fraternity brothers, Freitag stayed overnight in a haunted house. He had been about to write the whole thing off as the dullest night in his life when he heard noises in the front hallway. He stepped away from his “nest” in a front room to confront a man in a belted smoking jacket American-Horror-Story-Murder-House-1120-Westchester-For-Sale-10about to mount the staircase.

The man seemed as startled as Bill, but both the perceived and the percipient kept their common cool. The man continued on his way up the staircase, then stopped near the top, and slowly turned around to look down at Bill. Their eyes met for several seconds, then the man resumed his movement up the stairs and walked through a wall.

Bill later learned there had once been a doorway to a bedroom at the very spot where the fellow had walked through the wall.

While the shocked college student saw an erudite gentleman in evening attire, the fellow-from-the-past got any eyeful of a tall, thin youth with shoulder-length hair and a beard!

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Yet Another Pterodactyl (Sheesh)

I swear, these critters must just cruise through wormholes—or whatever it is that facilitates TWIDDERS—as easily as a hot knife through butter.  In the nonfiction book, IT WAS A DARK AND CREEPY NIGHT, Lawrence Jaglarski of Woodridge, Illinois, shared his Forward to the Future spacetime slip (for the flying creature, that is) which occurred in 1995.

I walked out onto the balcony of my apartment to smoke. It was approximately 12:30 AM, and I heard a loud, low whistling sound, as if a big wind was picking up. It was then that I saw what I can only describe as a pterodactyl! 9183984-Pterodactyl-or-Pteranodon-flying-over-the-ocean-Stock-Photo-dinosaur-pterodactyl

It was huge and it flew right past my balcony, not five or six feet from me. It was so close that I could see its big black eye focus on me. Its eye didn’t move; it just sort of focused on me. The “bird” was gray and had no feathers, just small scales.

Its head and neck were not stretched out looking down, like you see in science books and museums. Instead it held its head like a pelican, with its neck bent in such a way that the base of its skull rested on its back bone. It didn’t flap its big wings; it simply glided. Moments later, it was gone.

I was shocked. I stood there trying to figure out what I had just seen. I went inside and told my wife what I saw, but she didn’t care about my experience. I didn’t have a computer back then, but have since gone online and looked for some birds that might have appeared similarly to what I saw; only a pterodactyl fits the bill!

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The Antique Auto

The 1988 spring issue of STRANGE MAGAZINE included an account of a Forward to the Future spacetime slip as experienced by one very confused, frightened young mother, and a number of current-day drivers.  I wonder if she ever shared her quick-trip-to-the-future with friends or family?  Or, if she kept a journal, did she record for posterity the afternoon road trip wherein she saw strangely shaped, modernistic cars that disappeared as she drifted onto the road’s shoulder???

A man known as L.C. was with an associate in the town of Abbeville, Louisiana, driving along Highway 167 towards Lafayette on October 20, 1969.

For most of the drive, they passed no other cars. The road remained empty and calm. Until, that is, they came upon a rather old-fashioned looking car 1940_Ford_DeLuxe_Sedan_Flathead_V8_For_Sale_Rear_resizechugging along. As they drew closer, they realized that it was a vintage, turtle-back vehicle that seemed to be in pristine condition.

As they went to pass it, they noticed that the car’s license plate clearly had “1940” printed upon it.

This was strange to be sure, but things only got weirder. As they passed the vehicle, they noticed that the driver was a young woman wearing what appeared to be 1940’s clothing, along with a little child in the passenger seat.

Although the day was rather warm, both were dressed for cold weather, which struck L.C. and his companion as a bit odd.

As they watched, they could see that the woman seemed to be in a state of distress, looking back and forth as if something was just not right.  Her apparent desperation was so palpable that L.C. called out to the woman to ask if she needed any help. She responded in the affirmative with a nod.

He gestured for her to pull over, which she did, and L.C.’s car came to a stop in front of her. But when they looked back, the vehicle that had just been there, was gone—as if it had never been there at all!

Another car that had been behind the fellows also pulled over, and the driver expressed surprise that the old car that had been directly in front of them the whole time was no longer there. According to this driver, he had seen the whole thing, and watched as the old, vintage car had just seemingly dematerialized into thin air.

Now knowing that it was not all in their heads, L.C., his companion, and the other driver took a look around for the other vehicle, but there was no sign of where it could have gone; no tire tracks moving away, nothing.  The trio considered calling the police, but assumed that no one would ever believe them, and they ultimately kept it to themselves.

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A Late Night TWIDDER

Columnist Joyce Hagelthorn shared a reader’s Back to the Past TWIDDER (not that either she nor her reader knew what the heck the latter had experienced) in a 10 May 1973 newspaper column. By the way, I believe that this could also be classified as a Lost Location spacetime slip; while Ms. Daniels found herself by a thatched roof cottage (a distinctly British architectural housing feature), she was an American, and the newspaper her account was recorded in was the Dearborn (Michigan) Press. (See Brad Steiger’s MYSTERIES OF TIME AND SPACE.)

Laura Jean Daniels was walking home from work late one night. She remembers looking up at the moon, reflecting briefly about how it must have affected the astronauts to look back at Earth from its satellite. When she lowered her eyes, the street before her was no longer familiar.

“Even the pavement on the sidewalk was gone, and I was walking on a brick path. There were no houses on either side of me, but several hundred feet before me was a thatched roof and cottage. And there was a heavy scent of roses and honeysuckle in the air.”

The bewildered woman continued to walk on, desperately fighting panic.

“As I walked up the the brick path and drew closer to the cottage, I could see that there were two people sitting in the garden . . . a man and a young woman . . . thatched-cottages-wiltshire-cottage-1in very old-fashioned clothes. They were obviously in love, for they were embracing, and as I drew closer I could see the expression on the girls face . . . and believe me, she was in love.”

Just as Laura Jean Daniels was wondering if she should cough or somehow signal her intrusion into such a private moment, a small dog came running out from under a bush and began barking.

“He was quivering all over. The man looked up and called to the dog to stop barking, and asked him what he was barking at. I somehow realized that he couldn’t see me . . . and yet, I could smell the flowers, and feel the gate beneath my hand.

“While I was try to make up my mind what to do, I turned to look back at the way I had just come . . . and there was my street! But I could still feel the gate in my hand . . . and yet, as I turned once again to the cottage . . . it was gone and I was standing right in the middle of my own block, just a few doors from home. The cottage . . . and the lovers . . . and the wee dog . . . were gone.”

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The Boy with the Cast

I’m very impressed with how calmly TWIDDER experiencer Cyndi Lepori handled her Instant Replay spacetime slip.  Personally, I would have had to change my underwear.  (See original report in FATE magazine, June 2017, issue #735.)

I recently went to Costa Rica with a friend who got sick and it involved three trips to the hospital. We were calmly sitting in the waiting room waiting for the doctor to see her after lab results.

A boy about 8-years-old walks out of the door leading from the treatment area and his mother is right beside him. boy-in-castHis right arm is in a cast and he says in Spanish to his mother as he was walking by, “Now I can have all my friends draw pictures on my cast.”

His mother gives him a hug and they walk out the door to the outside and we see them get into a car and drive away. Not an unusual happening in the ER, right?

My friend looked at her watch to check how long we had been waiting, as we continued to sit and wait for the doctor.

About ten minutes later the door to the treatment area opens up and the same little boy walks out and totally repeats the actions we just witnessed. It was unmistakably the same boy with the same clothes, the same broken arm in a cast and the same mother in the same clothes that repeated the same words in the same way.

My friend and I looked at each other in astonishment.

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The Office from the Past

This Kentucky attorney underwent a Back to the Past TWIDDER one early spring afternoon.  I like how understated he is; after realizing that something mind-bogglingly extraordinary had happened, he simply recorded that he was “dismayed.”  Should I ever experience a spacetime slip I hope I’m as cool as he was!  (See original posting at

On March 15, 2011 at 3:15 in the afternoon I got into my car at the back of my new law office to go pick up a grandchild at 3:25 for her piano practice. [After dropping her off, I decided to] go into my old law office where I and my late father, mother, brother, and others had our law practice (which building dates to the pre-civil war era) next door to check for damage, having read in the local paper about Mercer County, Kentucky residents being upset with a local factory doing some blasting in the late fall of 2010 that caused some damage [to structures].

I went in the back door and up the side stairs straight to my mother’s room, checking the waiting area on the way; NO damage.  Then my old room, no new damage (some wall damage from two years ago) then to my brother’s old room, no damage, finally the library and much new damage, termite-damage-wallpaper_801x547the ceiling having given way in one big place, wood exposed, but no sign of water. I then went downstairs, checked the kitchen, another secretary’s room, ok, then my father’s room (he practiced law 50 years), ok, back to the main secretary station, ok, and then re-entered the waiting room.

When I went back into the waiting room, there was NOW much wall damage to the wall next to my father’s room, plaster down on the floor and under the heating unit, wood exposed, very heavy wall damage, but no sign of water. I double-checked the room above, the library, room below, and, again, the waiting room.

I then picked up my granddaughter and took her home, then went home and called a neighbor who does house repairs. He came to my home and we went back to town. We went in the old law office, repeated a survey of the rooms, in the same order [as earlier in the afternoon], and when we got to that last room—the waiting room—there was now, once again, NO damage at all. I was dismayed!

I must have walked into the past, seeing wall damage as it existed circa 1969 when we had to clean it all up and redo all the walls; same old vetch-wallpapered walls that came down exposing the wood behind, cracked plaster down on the floor everywhere.

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The Road that Wasn’t

“Paddjo95” relates how a few years ago he and his younger brother one day explored around the woods surrounding their isolated, rural home in southern Arkansas.  There’s no doubt these two fellows experienced a TWIDDER while exploring.  The question is, what kind?  Was it a Forward to the Future, or a Lost Location, or even . . .  an Alternate Reality spacetime slip???  I tell you, this one leaves me cross-eyed!

They headed down the road that led to their house trying to find some new path or trail that they could explore, but what they eventually found surprised them. As they walked along, they came across a brand new looking paved road, Purchase this image at decidedly out of place and something they would have surely noticed before after living in the area for 12 years. They explained it away by speculating that it must have been built rather recently, although nobody had seen any road work being done.
Curious, the two brothers set out along this strange road and things would only get more bizarre.  As soon as they set foot on the road, the air became noticeably colder, and additionally, the road was lined by unusual, thick red trees similar to redwood trees, which were of a type they had never seen before.

They walked several miles along the road and then decided to head back, noting that the air immediately became warmer again as soon as they stepped off it. As it was getting dark, they decided to come back and explore this odd road again the next day.

But when they returned the following afternoon, they could find no sign of the road or those weird trees they had seen. They scoured the area for hours but it was as if the road and its trees had never existed at all.

On top of this, their parents denied that any road work had been done in the area and insisted there were no paved roads anywhere near them. Had that road they found been one into another reality that had temporarily brushed up against our own?

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A Puzzling Park

The following entry is unlike any other I’ve ever come across!  Watertown, New York, boasts a site within a local recreational area dubbed Thompson Park that the municipality claims is a spacetime vortex.  Think I’ll add a visit to this location to my bucket list!  The community has posted a YouTube video; type in THOMPSON PARK VORTEX in your browser and it’ll take you to the video. 

Thompson Park is a scenic retreat in Watertown, New York. A place for visitors to relax and get away from the stresses of daily life, this park occasionally offers up more than people had in mind.Screen Shot 2017-05-16 at 11.35.21 AM
Like much of New York, Thompson Park has an interesting history. The park is over 100 years old, and has reportedly been the location of unexplained disappearances. Though brief, these slips into a space-time vortex have drawn interest from both paranormal enthusiasts and nonbelievers.
A sign in the park reads “Watertown’s Area 51,” alerting visitors to the strange history of this peaceful place. There is, of course, an image of an alien upon the sign, green faced and welcoming.
Reports of park-goers vanishing into thin air and then reemerging moments later, disoriented and shaken up, are not out of the ordinary. Local resident, Dea, who was interviewed by local media prior to the park sign dedication ceremony, spoke in depth about her experiences with the vortex.

She recounted a time when she had led a group of students into the park, explaining that “I had disappeared in front of them, twenty-five people.” Dea added that “I couldn’t argue with them about it, and then it happened again two months later.”

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Same Guy, Same Spot, Same Dog

BW shared an Instant Replay (although in this instance, not quite so instant—but definitely a replay) spacetime slip he experienced with a friend while hiking.  (See

I walked once with someone else in a wood well known to us.

Along the way, we glanced up a side trail and saw a fellow going up the Man-walking-dog-forest-trail_DP_680trail with his dog.

We came back that way about an hour or so later. I glanced up the same trail . . . and the fellow was still going up the trail with his dog in the same spot.

I was about to write it off as coincidence, but the person with me noted it as well and mentioned how strange it seemed. As if the guy and his dog had only moved in place while we had made our walk.

It was probably just the seeming strangeness of the situation, but I felt a slight chill about that time and we headed quickly back to my car.

The phrase that occurred to me when I saw him and his dog the second time was ‘time loop’.

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The Old Lady and the Teen

Many moons ago my interest in spacetime slips began with a Back to the Past TWIDDER as experienced by a vacationing couple in Anchorage, Alaska.  I stumbled across that account while searching through a library book of Alaskan ghost stories (I was compiling reports for a fun October English unit for my Fairbanks high schoolers).

Now, five years after retiring from teaching, it’s again October.  But some ole teacher habits die hard; last week I picked up a tome at the local Sandy, Oregon library entitled GHOST STORIES OF OREGON.  I’m having a blast reading of folks’ spooky experiences when I come across one that is most certainly NOT a ghost sighting, but most definitely a spacetime slip.  

The question is, did the teen go Back to the Past, or did the elderly lady come Forward to the Future???  What do you think?

The woman, who chose to remain anonymous, described her teen-aged year experience to author Susan Smitten  . . .

She was home alone, in her second-floor room when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs from the main floor.  She froze, thinking she was about to interrupt a burglar.  “I thought I was a goner,” she recalls.

Terrified, she frantically considered where she might hide until she saw the shadow of an older woman suddenly thrown into relief on the wall.  As if cast by someone lit from behind, the shadow revealed the shape of a woman with a severe dowager’s hunch, wearing a calf-length dress, a sweater and clunky shoes.  screen-shot-2016-10-02-at-5-20-18-pmHer hair was pulled back into a bun.

“As I saw her, she had her hand on the rail and took the last step to the top of the staircase.  She turned to look at me and jumped.  Then she ran off around the corner to my parents’ room.”

Needless to say, the teen found no one anywhere, either on the second or the main floor of the house.

I have to wonder if that elderly lady, who was obviously so startled by the appearance of a modern-day female adolescent in her home, ever shared her scary experience with family or friends back in her time!

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