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There's a place beyond this place, a middle ground between the light and the darkness,

the nadir and the zenith.

For some it's a bridge between the living and the dead, yet for others is something else entirely. It's the place where our nightmares dwell.

Each one of us has touched the other side

and felt the presence of something beyond this world.

... The Spookers out of the I'm Ack

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Kna Welcome to hip-hop horror stories.

I'm your host, Belli, and each week we're going to take you to the limits of your imagination as we explore the reality of paranormal experiences.

I believe in this shit for real and the stories you're about to hear might make you believe too.

Before I introduce our first guest, I want to share a personal story of mine, a hip-hop horror story of my own.

So let's go back. This was probably 1993, 1992, Ottawa, Canada.

I was probably in Canada at that point for only a few years.

You know, there was, there was, there was just a lot of rules in my household.

It was a lot of things that we couldn't do.

One of those things was to not go on my parents' room.

First of all, shout out to my parents.

You know, incredible people, great inspirations.

But they just had something about going inside their room.

So one day, usually the door was locked, one day the

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