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Three spooked girls.

When you want to hear about the paranormal, you get the spooked girls. True crime that makes you hypothermal.

With the three spooked girls, stabby snippets will give you dreams.

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Along with the spooked girls.

Bring on the slaughter.

We are on that haunted ground.

The three spooked girls. The three spooked girls.

Hey, Spooksters, and welcome back to another Sunday Scaries here on Three Spooked Girls.

My name is Tara, and as always, I'm here with my girlfriend, Jessica.

Hello.

If you are new here and you haven't listened to parts one through five,

you're going to want to pause this, go back, and then come back when you're all caught up.

Because our Sunday scleries are covering the Reddit stories from the No Sleep Reddit

that kind of birthed the legend staircases in the woods. For those caught up, let's go ahead and

dive on in. It's been way too long since I posted an update, and I'm sorry about that. There's also been some confusion about the new formatting requirements on the board, which I've cleared up. So these next few stories are going to be posted a little differently. They'll be in chronological order, and I'll do my best to tie them into each other as much as I can so it doesn't skip around too much. When I started out as a rookie, no one had told me a lot about the job in terms of weird things that could happen. I'm assuming this was largely to prevent me from freaking out and abandoning the park. But a few months into my service, when I was still a rookie, a friend and I were drunk at a party when he opened up a bit. Yeah, I can get a little crazy out there, I guess. I think the worst are the ones where people just die when they shouldn't, you know? Or when we find them dead like 10 minutes after somebody saw them last. They were fine when I pass them on the switchback, I swear, that sort of shit. Like, take this guy I found one spring out on a really popular trail.

Someone comes into the VC freaking out about how some guy who's lying in the middle of the path in this giant pool of blood.

So we run out there and we find this guy dead as a doorknail.

Which he absolutely should be because the back of his head is like mashed potatoes.

The skull is decimated.

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