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I'm Jen Carpenter, and this is So Dead podcast.

Happy Taco Tuesday, Deadheads.

Today we're going to be talking about sleep paralysis again.

A while back I posted on social media asking you guys to send me your sleep paralysis stories.

And I got so many that I could not fit as many as I wanted into one taco break,

really not even into two.

So we'll probably have to do this again in the future.

But for today, this is part two of the sleep paralysis listener stories. Just to recap, sleep

paralysis, it sucks. It's terrifying. It's happened to me twice, which I talked about in the last taco break.

And it's happened to a lot of you, too. So here are some more stories.

This one comes from Jen. Not me, Jen, a different Jen.

It says, my husband and I were celebrating our 10th wedding anniversary on Mackinac Island at the Matavir,

McGiver, McGiver, I'll say Matavier, it sounds French, the Matavier Inn. We had a room on the first floor,

almost to the very end of the hall on the left. While the room was small and old, it didn't feel particularly spooky. The first night

we were there, we were hanging out in the lobby after dinner and we met another couple. The woman

had had a few too many island beverages and was quite entertaining to say the least. It turns out

that the couple was staying in the room at the very end of the hall right next to us.

We figured this out because they were having a very good time well into the night and we had the privilege of hearing it all.

Hint, sarcasm.

She made clear to specify that that was sarcasm, that listening to other people have a very good time is

not her thing. It's not really my thing either, Jen, so I get you. Needless to say, when it quieted down,

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