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I freaked out and called my boyfriend's name from the bedroom doorway.

I got no reply, but I sure as hell started hearing heavy footsteps pacing towards the entryway.

The man got closer and emerged from the trees.

As he got closer, I realized that he was

quite tall and a bit early. Loki instantly got bad vibes. The emails and calls never stopped.

She would call my husband over and over, day and night, even though he had long blocked her number.

From Disturbed Media,

join your host Chad for true tales of horror,

bizarre happenings, and unexplainable events.

This is Disturbed News. Welcome back in everyone and thanks for joining me.

Today I'm bringing you three true horrifying tales that will give you the chills.

So sit back and listen close as we dive into the horror.

We opened the show with an experience from Reddit user Lucia Grace, featuring voicework

by Marianna Bradford, and we learn that even in your home, you may not be safe.

Last year before my partner and I moved in together, I was living by myself.

For some background, my partner used to work very hectic shifts.

He would get off work anywhere between 5 and 9 p.m.

He'd let me know if he'd be dropping by. He usually wouldn't be

able to give me a time, but at least I knew he'd be coming by. It was around 8 p.m. I was upstairs

in my bedroom, working on an embroidery project. I had my AirPods in, so I wasn't too aware of what

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