Go ahead and try to tell me that this cabinet is not creepy as shit.
For context, it’s the only thing on the wall in the water closet of the guest bedroom at my parents’ house. My parents own a renovated farm house
from the 1800′s
in the middle of a sleepy town in middle Georgia with at least one murder on its record. And I mean the house: a guy was shot on the front porch.
The cabinet is not originally from the house though. Don’t know where my mom picked it up from, but like every white lady in a horror movie, she think’s it’s adorably rustic and every one of her friends thinks it’s “charming.”
Now the water closet is separated from the rest of the bathroom by a sliding door and has it’s own light. You can go in and slide the door shut then start doing your business and the light will go out. Mind you, it doesn’t go out as soon as the door slams/slides shut - that I would blame on faulty electricity. No, the light goes out after you’ve sat down and started feeling comfortable. Sometimes, I’ll just leave the slide open ‘cause I don’t want to deal with that bullshit and the light will go out anyway.
I blame the cabinet. The nasty haunted fucker.
Some of you might say “it’s probably the house, not the cabinet… the house is old!” But no! The part of the house the guest bedroom, water closet, and creepy little shit cabinet are in is a new section of the house added on during the renovations. Everything in this section of the house is brand-spanking new.
Except the cabinet.
The cabinet will also open it’s door when you’re not looking. It always sits a little open, but every now and again I’ll come into the water closet to find it sitting just open enough to where I *KNOW* it’s not where I left it - a good couple of inches, but not all the way. Menacing little shit.
For the record, I am not wildly perceptive of the supernatural… in fact I’m rather ridiculously skeptical despite the fact that my husband has had frequent encounters with the supernatural. But even I know this cabinet is haunted as FUCK. He can hardly sleep when we stay over with my folks and has seen figures sitting on the bed or otherwise lurking around the bathroom area.
This cabinet freaks me out so much that although I took this picture while staying with my folks, I waited until now (weeks later) to post about it because I didn’t feel comfortable writing about the cabinet while we were staying in the house.
I don’t think we spend enough time appreciating the fact that Jon Pertwee, Katy Manning, and Roger Delgado once made a fake plane of out of studio props, and Jon pretended to be the pilot while Roger was the stewardess.
And then the production staff walked in on them doing this.