by p3nr0s3 » October 19th, 2024, 11:27 pm
I don't know if this is related, but one of my roommates in college was from West Virginia (I don't remember from where exactly), and told me a story once about how she remembered this bridge that crossed a river by parents' house. Like, in all her childhood memories, there was absolutely, definitely a bridge there.
Around middle school they moved away, but her freshman year of college, before I met her, she'd taken a little road trip to visit the bridge. But it wasn't there. There wasn't any sign that there had ever been one. She spent like two hours inspecting the area, and then got back in the car, and idled there for a bit, and she says it was like there were two voices talking to her, one on each shoulder.
One voice was all whispery, telling her the bridge was still there, she just couldn't see it, like it was invisible or something, and she should just drive over it to prove it to herself. She started slowly driving the car towards the spot the bridge was. (Or wasn't.)
The other voice was telling her no, don't do it, turn around, drive far far away. It got louder and louder until it was like hundreds of voices screaming inside her head. She ended up stopping just a foot from the slope to the river, and she just booked it right out of there.
She told her parents about remembering the bridge (not about the visit) and they said there'd never been a bridge on that part of the river by their old house, the nearest one was MILES away. She hadn't told anybody about that visit until she told me. She never returned.
Sorry for the dump, again I don't know if this is related to Erika and Sophie's stories. (And also, I'm pretty sure we were both VERY not-sober that night.) But W.V. plus a bridge plus two "entities"...
I don't know. But I do know that I would NOT go to Vienna.
I don't know if this is related, but one of my roommates in college was from West Virginia (I don't remember from where exactly), and told me a story once about how she remembered this bridge that crossed a river by parents' house. Like, in all her childhood memories, there was absolutely, definitely a bridge there.
Around middle school they moved away, but her freshman year of college, before I met her, she'd taken a little road trip to visit the bridge. But it wasn't there. There wasn't any sign that there had ever been one. She spent like two hours inspecting the area, and then got back in the car, and idled there for a bit, and she says it was like there were two voices talking to her, one on each shoulder.
One voice was all whispery, telling her the bridge was still there, she just couldn't see it, like it was invisible or something, and she should just drive over it to prove it to herself. She started slowly driving the car towards the spot the bridge was. (Or wasn't.)
The other voice was telling her no, don't do it, turn around, drive far far away. It got louder and louder until it was like hundreds of voices screaming inside her head. She ended up stopping just a foot from the slope to the river, and she just booked it right out of there.
She told her parents about remembering the bridge (not about the visit) and they said there'd never been a bridge on that part of the river by their old house, the nearest one was MILES away. She hadn't told anybody about that visit until she told me. She never returned.
Sorry for the dump, again I don't know if this is related to Erika and Sophie's stories. (And also, I'm pretty sure we were both VERY not-sober that night.) But W.V. plus a bridge plus two "entities"...
I don't know. But I do know that I would NOT go to Vienna.