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The Carthage Underground, near Carthage, MO, is a vast, chilly expanse of marble quarries mostly owned by Americold and used for food production and storage. More than 43 million square feet of warehouse and tunnel spaces join up with other abandoned quarry caves, some complete with underground lakes hosting entire ecosystems. Because of the aggregate, disjointed nature of these spaces, urban explorers often brave the dangers to gain entry from other, connected systems. Some of these intrepid explorers have returned with fantastic tales ranging from the discovery of hidden military installations to witnessing creatures straight out of a horror movie. Check out the links below and be sure to read the comments for more about these strange spaces.  http://undergroundozarks.com/carthage...

One night in September 1950, two Philadelphia police officers spotted a glittering disc as it descended from the sky. The pair assumed it was an errant parachute. However, when it landed the officers were astounded by what they saw. The "parachute" was actually a pulsating, scintillating disc of some gelatinous substance approximately 6 feet in diameter and 1 foot thick in the center. When one of the officers tried to take a sample of it, the substance crumbled in his hands and evaporated. All that remained was a sticky residue on his fingers. Within 30 minutes, the disc had wholly evaporated. Later, this incident would inspire the classic 1950s horror film, "The Blob."
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An article from discovery.com in 2009 recounted a similar enigma in Manhattan. In this instance, large globules of soap foam were spotted falling from the sky. Upon investigation, it was learned that maintenance workers were cleaning a ventilation system on the roof of a nearby skyscraper. Foam nearly fits the description of what the officers saw that night in 1950: It is light enough to descend from the sky slowly, its buoyant composition would lend it a jiggle some might call pulsating, and the tiny bubbles would produce a scintillating effect when the officers shone their flashlights on it. Furthermore, it would dissolve quickly and leave behind a sticky residue in ones hands should it be handled. Very large chunks of a similar soapy substance were recorded blowing around the Doukkala region of Morocco in 2016. Some said industrial soap foam was responsible here as well. Others theorized it was seafoam washed inland on strong breezes.


Morocco

The journey of Cabeza de VacaTexas weirdness stretches from the latest UFO sighting to the most ancient of enigmas. One obscure account in particular, from nearly five centuries ago, still causes heads to scratch even now. Just what exactly visited one local tribe in the 16th Century? Was it man, demon, or something more out of this world?

According to chronicles published in 1542, Spanish Conquistador Álvar Núñez Cabeza de Vaca and his beleaguered retinue encountered Native Americans known as Avavares (a Caddoan people) living in South Texas who told him of a visit from a short, bearded entity they received 15 years prior to The Spaniard’s arrival in 1534 .

So vague was their impression of the being, the tribesmen weren't sure if it was even a man, a woman, or what. Sometimes the stranger would attend the tribe's ceremonies dressed as one of their men, and other times he wore women's garments. It was as if he either didn't know the distinction or simply didn't care. While at these festivals, the interloper neither ate nor drank anything. When asked where he came from, the odd man would simply point enigmatically to a hole in the ground and simply respond "from down below."

In Cabeza de Vaca's account, the entity is referred to as La Malacosa, a Spanish compound word for "the bad thing." It's not clear if the Spanish translated a local term as La Malacosa or if this was simply how they described this seemingly monstrous entity. And his actions can indeed be described as such.

The Avavares recounted how La Malacosa would visit their homes at night brandishing a hot firebrand, grab whomever he wished, and slice their sides open. He would then reach into the gaping wound and excise a section of entrails that he would then toss into the fire. He then made three cuts in one of their arms and then another elsewhere. He then dislocated the victims arm before resetting it once more. Strangest of all, when La Malacosa placed his hands on their wounds, the closed immediately. The stranger was also prone to sending their dwellings high into the air and letting them crash to the ground.

The Spaniards didn't believe this tale, brushing it all off as a folk legend. The tribal leader with whom they spoke though took them to others in the village who verified these events transpired just as described. Was La Malacosa a demon from the depths of hell or an alien from a subterranean base? Perhaps a time traveler? A traveler from elsewhere in the world who predated Spanish contact? Maybe La Malacosa was simply a strange encounter with an ordinary man that turned into a fantastic tale as it crossed barriers of language, culture, and time.

While visiting the Island of Jamaica this week, I decided to dig into its dark past to bring you tales that might provide a bit of a chill on these hot Summer days. Enjoy!
The Caribbean island of Jamaica has seen much tumult over the centuries. It has been fought over by warring powers during the height of European colonization; it was a notorious haven for pirates and privateers; and it was, as many of these islands were, a stronghold of the trans-Atlantic slave trade. However, these are the broad strokes; this palm-fringed paradise has also been home to smaller, more mysterious conflicts that defy rational explanation and leave the denizens of Jamaica confused and afraid, as was the case with a tormented young girl over 80 years ago...
14 year old Muriel McDonald—a sensible, unimaginative girl, according to press reports—was living with the head mistress of her school, Miss C. E. Johnson, at the teacher's cottage in Roehampton, Jamaica in the spring of 1931 when peculiar things began to manifest. Stones would be hurled at the cottage by unseen hands, and once inside, would levitate and ricochet around the room under their own volition. Soon books, pots, and jars joined the kinetic maelstrom afflicting the small cottage.
Those in witness of these events quickly noted the strange phenomenon only occurred in Muriel's presence. However, despite taking the brunt of the physical assaults, the young girl seemed unperturbed by it. Miss Johnson, however, was never stuck by any of the stones or other objects. If any of the missiles came near her, they would suddenly drop to the floor. It was as if she had a force field around her. As for Muriel, people had to watch over her constantly to ensure her safety. In one instance, the girl had picked up a hammer only to find it ripped from her hands by this unseen force, fly high into the air, and come plummeting down with frightening speed. It would have struck her head had it not been for the interference of those around her. People began keeping a watch over the pair even as they slept, but it made no difference. Even while dreaming, the stones and other objects would hurl about.
The situation dragged on for weeks. June 6th, 7th, and 8th were among the worst days during the ordeal. Scores of men and women came to the cottage to witness the events and pray for those living therein, but bottles, bricks, and even tables were being violently tossed about the small cottage. A local boy, Martel Hurlock, picked up one of the many stones, wrote his name on it, and flung it out the door. In short order, the same autographed pebble shot back through a window, bounced off the ceiling, and hit the floor with incredible force. One wall of the house was being demolished by the force in order to use its materials as a greater source of projectiles. Eventually Miss Johnson was forced to leave for her sanity and safety.
Those in attendance spoke of other bizarre phenomena. In one instance, a lamp had been hurled through a small hole in a wall, but when an onlooker tried to pass it back through that same hole, it would not fit. A stone weighing roughly half a pound was thrown through a glass pane without damage. Occasionally, it was noticed, that some the stones manifested from the ceiling, leaving the plaster undamaged.
It seemed the consensus was that some sort of malevolent spirit (duppies, as they are known on Jamaica and other islands in the Caribbean) was at work, a violent poltergeist. Muriel, in fact, claimed to see a ghostly agent at the heart of the activity, but no one else did. She stated that whenever she tried to draw their attention to him, the entity would indicate threateningly that she should keep quiet. She told how she saw these duppies all the time, but that she most frequently saw a man in white following her about. However, her descriptions don't sound particularly ghostly. She recounted how he spied on her from back of the house and intercepted her as she tried to go to the latrine. On several occasions, she was able to chase him away by throwing a rock or setting her dog on him. Still, she associated this man with the strange happenings at the cottage, indicating that he often slapped, pinched, and otherwise molested her. He would also knock things from her hands or hurl stones and masonry at her. Muriel further indicated that she only encountered the man and the phenomenon at Miss Johnson's cottage. While Muriel said that she was a bit afraid of these strange goings-on, she was nonetheless feeling all right. She added that she loved Miss Johnson and their life together at the cottage.
It should be noted that Muriel's encounter wasn't unique. Other, similar stone-throwing events had happened on the island around the time, including one investigated by Lord Sydney Olivier when he was governor of Jamaica. This case is peculiar in the annals of hauntings and poltergeists because it seems to combine elements of both when they are frequently unrelated phenomena. Parapsychologists and psychical researchers have shown over many decades of research that true poltergeist happenings follow a particular pattern that often includes an adolescent girl around whom these kinetic manifestations center. It is believed these spontaneous psychokinetic manifestations arise from a psyche in tumult as it teeters on the hormonal precipice of adulthood. Yet, for all accounts, Muriel was happy where she was. Still, one has to wonder about the circumstances surrounding her living situation.
No details were given in the reporting of the time to indicate why it was that Muriel was living with her teacher and not her family. Furthermore, there is an almost sadistically lecherous aspect to her encounters with the Man in White that cannot be overlooked. Could Muriel's powerful subconscious be acting out against a suppressed rage? That she would be the focus of the attacks isn't uncommon either. In many of these cases, the agent is the individual most tormented by the force. Some suspect this is tantamount to self-harm, a paranormal manifestation of low self-esteem.
Inexplicably, the spontaneous manifestation of hurtling stones (lithobolia) is a common thread among many of these. As are other aspects of Muriel's case. In fact, it is highly reminiscent of the Centrahoma Poltergeist as well as similar events in Guyra, Australia; Birmingham, England; and New Castle, New Hampshire.
Eventually, Muriel was persuaded to abandon the cottage, after which the stone throwing ceased. This is yet another example of that blurred line between ghostly happenings and psychic phenomena that surrounds this case. It would seem that Muriel’s departure coinciding with the cessation of activity is an indication that she was, indeed, the locus of the phenomenon. However, Muriel wasn’t plagued thereafter, by all accounts, by these strange stone throwing shenanigans, which indicates that these events were location-based.
No proper investigation was conducted by law enforcement, the press, or psychical investigators. Much of what the press reported at the time was tantamount to hearsay, if later investigations are to be believed. While it seems obvious that somethinghappened at the Roehampton cottage, just how spectacular it truly was remains in dispute. Instances of lithobolia, as stated, are not uncommon in poltergeist cases, but as time marched on, the press was relaying increasingly incredible events. It could be these accounts were somewhat dressed up to keep a newspaper buying public interested.
Was there a hoax afoot? Such claims have been levied before against claimants of poltergeist phenomena. Again, the case lacked proper investigation, thus remaining a mystery that provides more questions that it can ever answer.
Much of what we know of this tale comes from Psychic Phenomena of Jamaica (1934), by Joseph J. Williams, professor of Cultural Anthropology at Boston College. In this tome, Williams also recounts how in 1917 he was visiting a ‘notorious obeah district’ (Obeah being a syncretic Afro-Caribbean belief system similar to Vodou, Santeria, and others) in the mountains of St. Mary’s Parish when he was asked by a man to come and bless his house. The man said his family was unable to eat because and Obeah curse had been placed on them all. Whenever they would try to place food in their mouths, it would be flung away by an unseen force. Williams thought it sounded far-fetched, but nonetheless ventured to the village where he was stuck by the general fervor in the air. Clearly something had the locals riled up. When he arrived at the man’s home, a small crowd was already in attendance, awaiting both more strange food-flinging antics and what ministrations Williams could bring to the tormented family. After talking to the locals, Williams came to the conclusion that whatever was going on, they truly believed it supernatural. Still, he saw nothing unusual himself, so he blessed the home and departed the village.
The Ashanti or Asante are a Twi-speaking people of present-day Ghana who ruled over a once rich and powerful empire several centuries ago. During the Trans-Atlantic slave trade, a large Diaspora of Ashanti arrived in Jamaica where their religion co-mingled with that of Christians. Among their beliefs is that of the mmoatia (sometimes referred to as chichiriga), or little people, a duppie that might best be described as something of an imp or fairy. They can be boons or banes, depending on their mood and how they are treated. Most people can't see them and is these that some say cause the poltergeist-like phenomena. It is said when they are mischievous they will throw stones that behave in ways that no stone should, such as passing through walls unscathed or hitting people with little to no effect. 

On 9/20/1988 bestselling writer Dean Koontz received a strange call at his unlisted number. The woman's voice sounded distant and it faded further each time she repeated her urent message: "Please, be careful!" After he hung up, Koontz was left with the impression he'd spoken to his deceased mother. Two days later the author was attacked by his father, Ray, while visiting him in a care facility. Ray had secretly purchased himself a fishing knife which he used to slash at his son but the writer managed to get it away from him. When the police arrived, they pulled their weapons on Koontz who was now holding the weapon, thinking he was the culprit. Recalling the phone warning, Koontz realized THIS was the scenario for which he received the call.

From the dark forests and hills of the Ozarks comes an old legend of a hirsute figure that stands in testament to the longevity of Bigfoot sightings in the region. In contrast to the assertion that this is a recent phenomenon, the tale of the Blue Man stretches back at least as far as 185 when a renowned trapper and hunter by the name of "Blue Sol" Collins encountered strange tracks in the snow along Blue Creek, near the confluence of the Missouri river and Auxvasse Creek.
Collins described the tracks as bear-like with claws marks, but they would have had to have been the biggest bear he had ever seen. Without trepidation, the seasoned hunter stalked his quarry for many miles, eventually coming to Twin Mountain.
As Collins climbed the slope, he was suddenly assaulted by several large boulders running down the hillside toward him. He was luckily able to dodge the rockslide, but as he looked up, he spotted an enormous, 9-foot tall, hairy man. The figure was clad only in a leather breech, an animal pelt over his shoulders, and primitive shoes tied with strips of leather that left the left the claw-like impressions in the snow.
Collin could see the man--or whatever it was--held a long wood branch that had been used as a lever to dislodge the enormous rocks. The strange figure had set the stones free on purpose.
Collins took stock of the situation and decided--perhaps wisely--to discontinue his pursuit of the hairy figure.
Strange occurrences were reported over the intervening years (missing livestock, etc.), but no sighting of the wild man was reported until 1874 when over a dozen men witnessed it and gave pursuit. Expert as these men might have been at hunting in these woods, they were unable to capture it.
By this time, the name "Blue Man" had come into use in describing the wild man. It is not clear why, but it may be that because "Blue Sol" first reported the strange apparition, that locals took to calling him "Blue's Man" and then later simply "Blue Man." Over the next few decades, like a very long game of telephone, the details would evolve and it would be said the creature was of a purplish-blue color.
Legends even sprang up to explain its existence. One of these involved a French trader who came into the region when it still belonged to France, taking with him a young Spanish woman whom he gifted to a local tribe. From their offspring, the Blue Man evolved, according to a local named "Uncle Jerry" who had lived in the region since the 1820s.
Another search was mounted in 1890 when sightings cropped up. This, too, was an unsuccessful venture. In 1911, a den was found in the hills that locals believed was its home, but the creature was nowhere to be seen.
In 1915, a farmer went in search of two errant lambs. He found their bloody remains in a remote hollow. The following day, the farmer spotted the "Blue Man" chasing after a hog in those same woods. Others had similar sightings.
The descriptions of the creature at this time described a somewhat changed being: thinner, less robust, and its formerly black hair had grown gray. Still, the beast was feared.
Accounts in newspapers seem to die off by the 1930s, but it's likely that the Blue Man was still well known for decades thereafter. While, it's a bit more obscure legend these days, tales of Bigfoot like creatures are still strong in the region.
My grandfather grew up in the area and had his own stories to tell, including the time when I was kid and he had gone outside to scare off a strange, hairy creature that moved on two legs as it tried to get at my grandfather's hogs.

On the Happy Face podcast, Melissa Moore, daughter of serial killer Keith Hunter Jesperson, recounts a sleepless night in the room of their home where her father killed a woman, although she didn't know this at the time. She recalls seeing strange splattered stains on the ceiling and cabinet doors that seemed to be opening and closing on their own. She recounts this with a peculiar nonchalance that belies the clearly paranormal implications. Did Melissa witness the haunting of her father's victim?