...Holy crap I actually remember seeing that when I was a kid! If it wasn't that, it must have been some other claymation with a creepy talking mask.
Wow...
I... Wow. I can't believe I forgot all about that until you showed it.
Anyway, as far as creepy things, I can't think of any online things right off the top of my head. However, I can tell you the story of the time I think I saw a ghost:
My grandparents live on a farm in the middle of nowhere (not making fun of Courage the Cowardly Dog, I'm serious. They live outside of Neosho Falls, Kansas. Try looking it up).
Anyway, during one visit I was sleeping on the couch in the living room. If you've never slept anywhere but in an even remotely urban area, you don't know how seriously dark it gets at night out in the country. So it was dark as hell, but just enough moonlight to see a little.
I couldn't sleep. I was laying on my side, staring at the dark room. Eventually, I thought I saw movement in the living room. It looked for all the world like a kid was in the living room, walking from side to side. None of the grandkids had been born yet, at that time, and my grandparents don't have pets or anything.
I followed the kid with my eyes as it (it was too dark to tell what gender the kid might be) walked from one side to the other, and into a darker part of the living room where it just kind of dissapeared.
I was stunned. I couldn't even bring myself to get up and investigate. All could do was lay there, eyes wide, trying to figure out what the hell I'd just seen.
I mean, come on, ghosts don't exist.
Right?
Wow...
I... Wow. I can't believe I forgot all about that until you showed it.
Anyway, as far as creepy things, I can't think of any online things right off the top of my head. However, I can tell you the story of the time I think I saw a ghost:
My grandparents live on a farm in the middle of nowhere (not making fun of Courage the Cowardly Dog, I'm serious. They live outside of Neosho Falls, Kansas. Try looking it up).
Anyway, during one visit I was sleeping on the couch in the living room. If you've never slept anywhere but in an even remotely urban area, you don't know how seriously dark it gets at night out in the country. So it was dark as hell, but just enough moonlight to see a little.
I couldn't sleep. I was laying on my side, staring at the dark room. Eventually, I thought I saw movement in the living room. It looked for all the world like a kid was in the living room, walking from side to side. None of the grandkids had been born yet, at that time, and my grandparents don't have pets or anything.
I followed the kid with my eyes as it (it was too dark to tell what gender the kid might be) walked from one side to the other, and into a darker part of the living room where it just kind of dissapeared.
I was stunned. I couldn't even bring myself to get up and investigate. All could do was lay there, eyes wide, trying to figure out what the hell I'd just seen.
I mean, come on, ghosts don't exist.
Right?