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UKArchive ID: 5821Strange Places, Strange Voices by chrisk
Originally published on April 5, 2004 in Fiction

I should categorise this as fiction. However some incidents mentioned here are based on true events.




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STRANGE PLACES, STRANGE VOICES.

By C R Krishnan













There is a place in the United Kingdom, a cat-loving nation, where a cat is buried alive under a building to bring good luck to the owners and all that stay in it. One can view it through an inlaid plate glass sheet in the lounge area.

It is an hotel, recently refurbished, in Sudbury, a town in the Essex/Suffolk border area where a group of people stayed while making a short film about The Borley Rectory which was at one time the most haunted place here in U.K, destroyed by fire in 1939.

One checked in, and on the way to your room you pass this burial site and there you will find this cat lying as though it is having a nap.

That was a good start! They did not know what more to expect as this was a very strange beginning to their project.

At about 11 am they prepared to go to the area where the Rectory once stood and now houses have been built on it. What is still there is the Borley Church, still open for worship and surrounded by well kept graveyard on one side and nettle filled unkempt ground on the other. Opposite side of the road, the only old building left is the Stable cottage. The place is deathly quiet, and the silence is deafening! No birds, no insects, everything is as lively as a picture on a wall.

They suddenly encounter this family (Their car was the only vehicle parked in the vicinity of the church and they all wondered later how this family suddenly appeared!) of a father, mother and a daughter. They have come to see the place, as the young girl, very beautiful, is doing some research for her studies in some University. They exchange pleasantries and even agree to be photographed. A nice looking family.

From the cemetery side of the church they move to the other side where there are overgrown bushes and nettles with a couple of old trees and they start filming. There are three in the group. Soman operating the camera, Ian the sound, and John a young man who is taking still snaps and he takes quite a few pictures of the pretty girl.

Soman starts filming but the camera suddenly shows low battery level and in a few seconds just stops. So he is thinking now, how could it be that a fully charged battery suddenly won’t function? So he takes the spare fully charged battery and replaces the old one in the camera, starts filming, and the same thing happens again. Low battery level and the camera is dead!

He shouts out, ‘Hey guys, its no good the batteries are packed up, both of them’. Ian says it’s impossible, as a normal battery on this camera should last at least one hour each. ‘That may be the case but its gone, the juice is gone, so we better take some stills and come back tomorrow with fully charged batteries’

Soman suddenly feels a light breeze around him and voice unfamiliar to him whispers in his ears. ‘Don’t come back!’

‘Hey who said that’?

They shout almost together, ‘Who said what, Soman?’ So it can’t be any one in the group, as no one was standing close enough. The whisper was clear!

The family says good bye.

They return to the hotel go past the dead cat and to their rooms and having had dinner decide to have an early night so they can get an early start. Soman puts the batteries on charge.

He is fast asleep but some one nudges him awake. The room is dark. He can’t see a thing but feels a cold breeze around. Some one is in the room and is looking at him. He feels the eyes boring into him and suddenly hears the same voice which he heard in Borley, ‘Get out, go away’ This time so loud that it hurts his ear and he jumps up from the bed and knocks at Ian’s and asks him whether he heard anything. ‘Yes I heard “Get out” and I thought you were having a night mare but then I thought it doesn’t sound like you!’ So Soman explains what happened. Ian says he is also feeling uneasy in his room and felt some one or something watching him from the dark corners of the room.

John complains that he couldn’t sleep all night as he had visions of the young girl with a white cat on her shoulders coming towards him! Ian and Soman wonder how any one can be disturbed with the vision of a young beautiful thing! The man is an idiot!

Next morning they pack their bags and want to leave as its pouring buckets and therefore it would be wise to temporarily shelve the project.

The still films were given for processing but came back, blank, no pictures. Soman rings the number given by the family and asks for Emma, the girl as he had promised to send copies of photographs. He might as well give her the bad news.

‘Hallo, Can I speak to Emma please’?

‘Emma?’ Silence for a few moments. .

‘Sir, What is your name?’

‘Oh, I am Soman, just want to have a quick word with her, are you the father?’

‘ No, we are the new owners of the house. The family who used to live here, Emma and her parents died in a car crash about a year ago while on a trip to see some church in Sudbury or some where. I am sorry.’










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UKArchive ID: 5821
Archived comments for Strange Places, Strange Voices
Zydha on 2004-04-05 07:07:54
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
I am so glad I read this at lunchtime and not late at night when I often enjoy visiting here, Chris. This gave me shivers. A well written account, I wonder if you mean the place is real or that some of these 'happenings' actually took place.

Either way, I love your style of writing, Zydha

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chrisk on 2004-04-05 08:28:15
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Hi Zydha
Thank u. The place is real, there is a cat buried under that hotel, still visible, all the buildings mentioned are there but I have added a few bits here and there to polish the story but overall its based on true events. Now you are far away from that place so don't have any nightmares!
Regards
Chris


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Claire on 2004-04-05 14:07:20
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
I like this. Nice and creepy. Gave me shivers. Keep 'em coming.

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chrisk on 2004-04-05 15:53:06
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Claire Hi
Do u really mean it? Thanx a lot. You like getting the shivers? Watch this space , young lady,lol.
Regards
chris

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Claire on 2004-04-06 11:58:34
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
I love being scared shitless!! I read, watch and try to write horror.

I know when I've read a decent one - they always give me the shivers.

And when I've watched a decent horror movie I can't sleep! Worst film ever is 'IT' I still have nightmares, hate bloody clowns as well!

And if I ever write a decent horror I'll know - cause I won't be able to finish it!

I'm looking forward to reading more of your work.

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chrisk on 2004-04-07 02:28:09
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Thank u Claire, u r on! I think I have a couple more floating about.
Regards
Chrisk

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SmirkingDervish on 2004-04-07 07:31:46
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Pretty standard horror material executed competently enough but as with every piece of writing there is room for improvement. However, I liked the style because it sounded more like a script of someone speaking rather than a written horror story and that was effective.

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chrisk on 2004-04-07 11:26:17
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Hullo SmirkingDervish,
Thanku for that. I find that even using a third party you can still effectively communicate with the reader. Thats been my style for a long time and am very pleased that you liked it.
Regards
Chris

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chrissy on 2004-04-07 14:40:26
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Scary enough for me Chris and I felt sorry for the cat. Liked it a lot and I read it just as it's getting dark. Oooh.
Chrissy

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chrisk on 2004-04-07 14:50:48
Re: Strange Places, Strange Voices
Chrissy Hi
Thank u. Next time u read my horror stories read it when its day light. lol. The cat is still there for all to see!
Regards
Chris

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