Worshipping Man
Here is a story Iwould like to share with you, It happened to a friend of mine,Let's call him Dan. This happened to him about five years ago, inthe city of Chicago.
Dan had just moved to Chicago from Canada, not a big move, neverthe less a long one. He lived with his father while going toschool to become an accountant. His father was working secondshift, and had purchased a house on the north side of Chicago. Itwas a 3 story brick house, with a slated roof. This was a raresingle family house because there are very few left in the bigcity. They had lived there for about 1 month when they startednoticing strange things around the house. The first instance cameright after Thanksgiving, Dan had just got home from his parttime job at a local 7-11, it was around 8:00 and dark. As heapproached the house, he heard music and saw lights go on and off.He knew it could not have been his father, and there was notsuppose to be anybody home. As he approached the front door, themusic seem to change tone, now it was more of an evil music,almost like chants to Satan. By this time Dan was shitting in hispants. He did not have the courage to go in by himself, so he ranto a neighbors house to call the police. He waited at hisneighbors house for about 5 minutes, until he saw a squad carpull up in front of his house. He ran out and told them what hadjust happened. He refused to open the door, so he gave one of theofficers the key and waited in the front lawn. 20 minutes later,after searching the whole house, the officers came back out andtold him they had not found anybody, but when searching the crawlspace under the house, They found some candles, and small statuesof Satan. They told him they probably belonged to the previousowners. Dan asked them to dispose of the items, and gathered thecourage to go in. When he stepped into the house he did not feelanything, it was the same old house he had left that morningbefore going to school. His father would be home soon, so Dandecided to wait. When his father arrived, Dan began to tell himwhat had happened, but before he could finish, his father beganto tell Dan what he had heard. It turns out that his father hadalso heard that music, but he had not seen any lights. A coupleof days passed with nothing else happening, until one cold Fridaynight, when they decided to stay home and watch TV. They wheregetting their furnace fixed so they had no heat. Sitting onseparate couches in front of the TV, they started to hear themusic coming from the basement. Just as the music started, theybegan to feel heat coming also from the basement. They looked ateach other, and without saying a word decided to investigate. Thetemperature was still rising little by little, but as hot as itwas getting, they did not want to take the blankets off. As theyapproached the door to the basement, the music got louder and theheat became hotter. By this time they were both ready to run outof the house but decided to get to the bottom of this. As theylooked down the stairs, into the basement, the could smellcandles burning and the flickering on the walls was very bright,as if there were thousands of candles. The father went one stepfurther were he could see the whole basement. On the east cornerhe say a guy, kneeling one foot in the air, in front of somestatues. He turned around to look at them, his eyes were as redas blood, and his black clothing hid his arms. there was an evillook in his eyes, then he spoke. He said " Where is my God?"Dan and his father were so scared they ran out and went to arelatives house. The next day, they decided to put the house forsale. About a year ago, Dan went back to talk to his oldneighbor, and learned that a man, in his mid 30's hung himself inthe basement by a pipe. People described him as strange, alwayswearing dark cloths, and coming out at night. They never foundany idols like the ones the police officer found, but maybethat's because he hid them.
This was a true story, Dan and his father never heard or sawanything else in their new house.