When I was in the pub, I was having a drink with a few mates, it was warm in far corner of the room. I was laughing and chatting away when I felt a hand over my shoulder and whisper something in my ear, it went very cold, I couldn't make out what the voice was saying but it sounded as if I was being told to do do something, The voices stopped. About ten minutes later I felt my hair being torn off, it wasn't but it was very saw. I heard lots of faint screaming and shouting and pleading for mercy or that's what it sounded like anyway, it suddenly it all stopped and went warm again. I was very shaken and told my friends that I was going home. The next day I got on the net and researched that the pub had been the owner of a family that had been murdered in the same room in 1523 and the wife had been dragged from where I had been sitting and stabbed to death just half a meter away from me and 180 years later been dug up when the pub was being refurbished.
I still go to the pub but I don't sit in the same spot as I did that night it just sends a shiver down my spine!
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This was a very chilling and interesting story thanks for sharing!