PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk Mystery and Paranormal Magazine Sun, 05 Nov 2017 17:43:26 +0000 en-GB hourly 1 https://i1.wp.com/planetinside.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2017/08/cropped-pifavicon.png?fit=32%2C32&ssl=1 PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk 32 32 Our Website for articles and more!]]> PlanetInside Podcast yes episodic PlanetInside Podcast lukgoh@hotmail.co.uk lukgoh@hotmail.co.uk (PlanetInside Podcast) Exploring the strange and unkown PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/wp-content/uploads/2017/07/planetinsideitunes1.jpg https://planetinside.co.uk 39566566 S01-E06: The Russian Signal, The Knocking Girl And The Man With No Identity - PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e06-the-russian-signal-the-knocking-girl-and-the-man-with-no-identity/ Mon, 10 Jul 2017 15:44:16 +0000 https://planetinside.co.uk/?p=327 https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e06-the-russian-signal-the-knocking-girl-and-the-man-with-no-identity/#respond https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e06-the-russian-signal-the-knocking-girl-and-the-man-with-no-identity/feed/ 0 <p>The Russian Signal – UVB-76 The Knocking Girl The Knocking Girl from nosleep The Demon’s Breath https://www.thoughtco.com/the-demons-breath-2595943 The Man With No Identity Credits: Background Track –Soulmachine, Music Tracks – https://soundcloud.com/weareslicendice/trap-queen-slice-n-dice-bootleg-free-download, https://soundcloud.com/djphibes/sound-of-da-police-twerk-mashing.</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e06-the-russian-signal-the-knocking-girl-and-the-man-with-no-identity/">S01-E06: The Russian Signal, The Knocking Girl And The Man With No Identity</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk">PlanetInside</a>.</p> The Russian Signal – UVB-76

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PlanetInside Podcast yes 54:19 S01-E06: The Russian Signal, The Knocking Girl And The Man With No Identity &raquo; PlanetInside The Russian Signal - UVB-76 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lHkONy37nA The Knocking Girl https://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/49kg2i/the_knocking_girl/ The Demon's Breath https://www.thoughtco.com/the-demons-breath-2595943 The Man With No Identity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=orn8cCycp1c Cr benjamin kyle,boat,breathing,found,knocks,mystery,no identity,podcast,russia,the screaming girl,uvb 76,Benjamin Kyle 327
S01-E05: The Billy Meier Case - PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e05-the-billy-meier-case/ Sun, 02 Jul 2017 19:08:14 +0000 https://planetinside.co.uk/?p=320 https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e05-the-billy-meier-case/#comments https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e05-the-billy-meier-case/feed/ 12 <p>Micheal Horn – Official Spokesman for Billy Meier TheyFly.com and his blog, TheyFlyBlog.com A massive thank you to Mr Micheal Horn for his time and his contribution to the podcast. I strongly recommend reviewing at least some of the content from his websites first, before reviewing any external sources. I only suggest that because he...</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e05-the-billy-meier-case/">S01-E05: The Billy Meier Case</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk">PlanetInside</a>.</p> Micheal Horn – Official Spokesman for Billy Meier

TheyFly.com and his blog, TheyFlyBlog.com

A massive thank you to Mr Micheal Horn for his time and his contribution to the podcast. I strongly recommend reviewing at least some of the content from his websites first, before reviewing any external sources. I only suggest that because he answers a lot of questions on what evidence has been professionally reviewed.

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A massive thank you to Mr Micheal Horn for his time and his contribution to the podcast. I strongly recommend reviewing at least some of the content from his websites first, before reviewing any external sources. I only suggest that because he answers a lot of questions on what evidence has been professionally reviewed.
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S01-E04: Making a Murderer - PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e04-making-a-murderer/ Fri, 23 Jun 2017 20:53:35 +0000 https://planetinside.co.uk/?p=315 https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e04-making-a-murderer/#respond https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e04-making-a-murderer/feed/ 0 <p>Explore the Netflix series Making a Murderer. Is Steven Avery and Branden Dassy murderers?</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e04-making-a-murderer/">S01-E04: Making a Murderer</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk">PlanetInside</a>.</p> Explore the Netflix series Making a Murderer. Is Steven Avery and Branden Dassy murderers?

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S01-E03: Hunted, The Creation and the Five Year Old Mum - PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e03-hunted-the-creation-and-the-five-year-old-mum/ Sat, 17 Jun 2017 15:31:03 +0000 https://planetinside.co.uk/?p=312 https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e03-hunted-the-creation-and-the-five-year-old-mum/#respond https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e03-hunted-the-creation-and-the-five-year-old-mum/feed/ 0 <p>The Wolf Pack Article found here: Wolf Pack. The Creation Story Buy Norse Mythology by Neil Gaiman on Amazon Linda Medina – The Five Year Old Mum Wiki Page Credits: Background Track –Soulmachine, Ice and Mist,</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e03-hunted-the-creation-and-the-five-year-old-mum/">S01-E03: Hunted, The Creation and the Five Year Old Mum</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk">PlanetInside</a>.</p> The Wolf Pack

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S01-E02: Jason and the Dybbuk Box - PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e02-jason-and-the-dybbuk-box/ Mon, 12 Jun 2017 13:54:23 +0000 https://planetinside.co.uk/?p=304 https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e02-jason-and-the-dybbuk-box/#respond https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e02-jason-and-the-dybbuk-box/feed/ 0 <p>The Dybbuk Box You can read more about this topic in our article The Dybbuk Box. Head over to www.dybbukbox.com to see Jason’s original story! Buy The Dybbuk Box Book from Amazon UK The Posession   Credits: Background Track –Soulmachine Music – https://soundcloud.com/the-drum (outro track) https://soundcloud.com/karlkmusic/ellie-goulding-burn-karlk</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e02-jason-and-the-dybbuk-box/">S01-E02: Jason and the Dybbuk Box</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk">PlanetInside</a>.</p> The Dybbuk Box

You can read more about this topic in our article The Dybbuk Box.

Head over to www.dybbukbox.com to see Jason’s original story!

Buy The Dybbuk Box Book from Amazon UK

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S01-E01: The Pilliga and Black Eyed Kids - PlanetInside Podcast https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e01-the-pilliga-and-black-eyed-kids/ Sat, 03 Jun 2017 19:26:01 +0000 https://planetinside.co.uk/?p=266 https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e01-the-pilliga-and-black-eyed-kids/#respond https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e01-the-pilliga-and-black-eyed-kids/feed/ 0 <p>The Pilliga Princess and Bongo You can read more about this topic in our article The Pilliga Princess The Black Eyed Kids It almost felt like a dream. I woke up to my dog, Lucy, barking. She was upright on the bed where my husband and I were sleeping with our 22 month old daughter, staring...</p> <p>The post <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk/podcast/free/s01/s01-e01-the-pilliga-and-black-eyed-kids/">S01-E01: The Pilliga and Black Eyed Kids</a> appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="https://planetinside.co.uk">PlanetInside</a>.</p> The Pilliga Princess and Bongo

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The Black Eyed Kids

It almost felt like a dream. I woke up to my dog, Lucy, barking. She was upright on the bed where my husband and I were sleeping with our 22 month old daughter, staring at our door like an unknown stranger was out there rummaging around. I thought she was just freaking out over a house noise. We’d only had her for 3 months and she was still a puppy. It could have been anything- our roommate, a creak from the house settling, the awnings moving outside in the breeze- I wasn’t too concerned initially.

I decided the best bet would be to open the door and show her nothing was there. It sounds a bit silly, but it’s what we do with our daughter when she gets scared, and I figured it should work with a puppy, too. I opened the door and she raced to the front door. She stood there, snarling at the door. It was an angry, violent growl, one I had never heard her make before. I looked groggily at her and opened the baby gate blocking the doorway, planning to open the door and show her everything was OK.

The second my hand reached for the deadbolt, Lucy went wild. She started barking and jumped toward me, and when I touched the metal, she suddenly changed her temper. She whimpered, almost like she was afraid and backing down. As her mannerism changed, so did mine- I wasn’t calm anymore. My heart was racing and sinking at the same time. I had been flooded with a mixture of fear and dread. I looked through the peephole. I can’t explain why I looked, but I did. Outside were two kids.

One was just a smidgen shorter than me, and didn’t look much younger. I’m 21, and she looked to be 16 or 17. She was slender and pale. Her hair was a light shade of honey blonde, and she wore it long, about mid-back, with long, thin, blunt bangs in the front that covered most of her eyes. She wore jeans, a light-wash that’s popular right now, and a thin-looking olive colored pullover style hoodie. She held the hand of a small girl, who looked to be around 3 or 4, in the same style jeans and a button-down ivory cardigan. The smaller one looked at the floor shyly, but had the same shade of hair, tied back in a ponytail. She held a stuffed toy under her free arm, and it was identical to one my daughter has- as was their style of dress. Had it not been for the feeling of overwhelming dread and fear, I probably would have asked these children in and given them some tea or hot chocolate to get them out of the bitter cold. Something about them seemed off. At this point, I hadn’t made any noise- I hadn’t shushed the dog or grumbled, nothing- I hadn’t turned on any lights, these kids had no indicators I was at the door. The older one spoke.
She had a voice that was mature, confidant, strong, and accentless. She held her head tilted downward, and I couldn’t see her eyes. She said “We have to use your phone.” I stood frozen in fear. How did she know I was there? She raised her head to face me directly, and that was when I saw her eyes. There was a reason I couldn’t see them through her bangs before- they were black, or midnight blue, or a dark, dark purple- they were otherworldly. she said. “Our mother is worried.”

As someone who has always been interested in creepy stories, I knew what she was the second she looked at me through the door. I have never been one to believe in these things- as a staunch Atheist and skeptic when it comes to the paranormal, I had written off many a ghost story from friends and family members eager to tell their tale. I didn’t believe it. Still, I couldn’t rationalize my way out of this- I was standing with nothing but a thin wooden door between me and a Black Eyed Kid. There was no questioning what was right in front of me.

I did not answer her. Slowly and silently, I backed away from the door, Lucy still cowering at my ankles. She kept talking. “Just let us in to use your phone.” I took another step back, and with that step, the tone changed. At first, she seemed polite. When I took that second step back, she became commanding, almost hostile. We’re not going to hurt you. If we wanted to do that, we would have broken in. I’ll ask again. May we come in and use your phone?” Lucy snarled at the door, and I inched backward, though something inside me seemed to be slowly pulling me back toward the door. It wasn’t a physical pulling so much as a subconcious need to go back and let them in.

I got to my room, covered up the window, locked the door, and sat there in the dim light of the nightlight. I heard her call me back to the door once more, and then quiet. I didn’t go back to sleep that night, and I haven’t slept right since. I know from reading about them that BEK’s can’t just come in without permission. I know they haven’t hurt anyone, but I still fear I’ll be the exception. When I told my husband, he said it was just a dream. He keeps telling me to forget it, but this lingering feeling of sadness, this dread when the house is silent at night, this fear of a knock at the door… this tells me otherwise.- nosleep2012

 

This is so funny, I’d never heard of BEK’s before my incident so I come on here to post my story and the first story I see is about a BEK. Weird.

Let me preface this by saying I’m by no means a writer, just a “domestic engineer” living in north Texas. Also, I don’t believe in the paranormal – ghosts, demons, aliens, whatever. However, I did have an event happen to me this Halloween I have to admit has me scratching my head.

This is my first post on Reddit, and sorry to say I’d never even heard about it until yesterday. I told my best friend about my incident and she’s an avid reader of nosleep and she told me if I didn’t post it, she would – so here I am. Anyway, hope you like.

So, it had been a slow trick-or-treat night in our neighborhood that evening, which is pretty odd in itself. We usually have kids from different areas “dropped off” in ours and have a constant parade at our door. That night I’d say we’d had no more than 8 or 10 groups of kids come by the entire night. It was about 9:30pm and my husband and I were sitting in our family room watching some of those ghost shows based on (supposedly) actual events. Like I said, I don’t believe in that stuff but I do like a good ghost story now and then and it was Halloween and all.

We hadn’t had any activity at the door in over half an hour and it was getting late so we decided to turn the porch light of and let our dog Chloe out of her crate. Chloe is an American Bulldog and is very docile. We only put her in her crate because we were afraid she’d try and get out to “play” with all the kids and I didn’t want to have to chase after her down the street. Also, we didn’t want her to scare any of the kids because she would look a little intimidating to the younger kids.

So, I turned the outside light off let Chloe out and she followed me back to the couch and lay down at my feet. It was getting close to 10:00pm when my husband decided he’d had enough fun for the night and was going to go upstairs, take a shower and get ready for bed. After all, it was Thursday and he still had to get up early the next day. My teenaged son was out with his friends at a local haunted house and wasn’t expected back for another hour or so, so that left me alone on the couch with Chloe.

Now, just because I don’t believe doesn’t mean those shows don’t freak me out a bit, and being alone now watching I’d have to say was kind of “on edge”, as it were. It wasn’t long after I heard the upstairs water for the shower turn on when there came a light “knock – knock – knock” at the front door. My initial reaction was “what the hell, really? It’s almost 10:00 go home…” but soon an uneasy feeling came over me. Why the knock? Our doorbell glows and in the dark and without the porch light it would be extra obvious to anyone there.

I paused. I couldn’t really just ignore it, our front door has a big beveled glass panel and anybody right at the door could see in enough to see someone was in the family room watching TV. It would be pretty rude for me to just sit there and not answer it. “Knock – knock – knock”, again from the door. I glance down at Chloe and she was gone. My gazed followed her usual path to the front door expecting her to be on her way there as she normally does. Nothing, she wasn’t there.

I stood up to look around the room better and found her, crouching by the back door like she was wanting out. However, she never asks to go out like that. She always comes and licks my hand or puts her head on my knee. This was totally out of character for her, and I have to say heightened my anxiety. “Chloe, crate!” I said. She just turned back to look at me like “hell no lady, ain’t movin..”

I yelled up to my husband, but if he was already in the shower I knew there was no chance of him hearing me. “Knock – knock – knock.” About that time a car drove down our street and cast just enough light on the door to where I could see the silhouettes of two small children thru the glass. I instantly felt relief. It was just some kids, probably a couple of my neighbors on their way back home that wanted to stop by and show me their costume or something. I headed to the door and looked back to make sure Chloe wasn’t going to follow, what a great watchdog I thought to myself as she just sat there.

I turned on the porch light when I got to the door and sure enough, I could see thru the glass that it was a couple of pretty small kids. A little late for such young ones I thought and I began to wonder about what kind of parents would let their kids run the streets that late at night. I only opened the door enough to where I could block Chloe’s escape if she decided to grow some balls, which was only about two feet. What struck me immediately as odd was the kids weren’t wearing any costumes; they were in normal street clothes. Also, no customary “Trick-or-treat!” either. I began to feel very uneasy again.
It was a girl and boy. The girl, to my left, was older – I’d say about 11 or 12. I could tell she was blond, but I couldn’t make out any distinct features as our lights are from high above and on columns at the front of the porch so most of the light was coming from behind them. I had not opened the door wide enough for any light from inside to hit them directly. The boy was younger and about a foot shorter, I’d say 8 or 9 and looked to have light brown hair.

The girl very politely spoke up, “Ma’am, can we please come inside and use your phone to call our mom?” As she spoke something in the pit of my stomach was telling me something was wrong. What kid, even at that age doesn’t have a cell phone of their own these days? I couldn’t remember the last time I’d had anybody asked to use my home phone. “Um… hun, don’t you have a phone of your own you can call your mom on?” I asked. This was things really got weird. Both kids turned to look at one another like they were going to say something to one another, but neither ever spoke. They both turned back to me and the girl said, “Ma’am, my cell phone battery doesn’t have any charge left in it. Can we please come inside and call our mother. We’re alone out here and my brother is scared.”

I have to admit there were two competing feelings going on inside me. The first, that of a mother’s heart that wanted to help these two small children get to their mom. The other, a sinking fear in my gut that was keeping the other feeling at bay. It was then I noticed that during the short conversation I’d already opened the door a few extra inches which I was completely unaware of doing. I stopped. “Honey, why don’t you give me your mother’s number and I can call her myself.” Another pause and they again looked at one another. After a short moment, they turned back to me and the girl said, “Ma’am, my little brother has to use your bathroom. Can we please come inside while you call our mom?” And with that last statement the little girl moved closer toward the door like she was going just walk on in by me.

As she did, she stepped into the light coming from inside the house and I got my first real good look at her. Solid, jet black eyes – that’s all I could see. That motherly instinct was gone and replaced by terror I don’t think I’ve ever felt in my life. I could feel every hair on my arms and back of my neck standing at attention. I closed the door to where just my face was able to stick out. The little girl stopped and again pleaded, “Please Ma’am we’re really scared and alone out here. We HAVE to come inside. Please help us!” Then, like on cue, both kids began to whimper and cry.

That’s when the fear took over and I shut and locked the door. “I’ll call your mom if you give me the number,” I shouted thru the door, “but I’m not letting you in my house!” I could still see them stand there on the porch, just staring at me thru the beveled glass pane. Part of me wanted to run upstairs to my husband, but the bigger part didn’t want to lose track of where they were. That would have freaked me out even more to not know where they were.

After what seemed like forever, but probably only a few seconds, I decided I’d call my neighbor that lives across the street. As I made my way to the side table by our couch to my phone, I glanced at the back door – Chloe was nowhere to be found. We later found her in the guest room under the bed. When I got to my phone and started to look for his contact info, it was only then the kids stepped away from the door and began to walk to the street.

As they did I walked to the door to get a better look to see where they went, still not calling my neighbor. If you get close enough to the glass you can see out enough to make out peoples shapes, but you can see much detail. Of course, standing that close to the door would make you pretty obvious to anyone outside looking in. From the door, I could see that the kids were still standing under the streetlamp nearest my house, staring at me. As I lifted the phone to my ear after calling, only then did the kids start walking down our street. I met my neighbor out under the lamp once he was out there, but the kids were nowhere to be seen.

Like I said, I don’t believe in any of this stuff and had never even heard about black eyed kids before talking to my friend. What I really think (what I have to think) is these kids were just out yanking people’s chains on Halloween night. But I will say this for them, they were good. Really good at it. They scared the s out of me AND my dog! – sarabeth11

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The Pilliga Princess and Bongo You can read more about this topic in our article The Pilliga Princess The Black Eyed Kids It almost felt like a dream. I woke up to my dog, Lucy, barking. She was upright on the bed where my husband and I were sleeping w... You can read more about this topic in our article The Pilliga Princess
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It almost felt like a dream. I woke up to my dog, Lucy, barking. She was upright on the bed where my husband and I were sleeping with our 22 month old daughter, staring at our door like an unknown stranger was out there rummaging around. I thought she was just freaking out over a house noise. We’d only had her for 3 months and she was still a puppy. It could have been anything- our roommate, a creak from the house settling, the awnings moving outside in the breeze- I wasn’t too concerned initially.
I decided the best bet would be to open the door and show her nothing was there. It sounds a bit silly, but it’s what we do with our daughter when she gets scared, and I figured it should work with a puppy, too. I opened the door and she raced to the front door. She stood there, snarling at the door. It was an angry, violent growl, one I had never heard her make before. I looked groggily at her and opened the baby gate blocking the doorway, planning to open the door and show her everything was OK.
The second my hand reached for the deadbolt, Lucy went wild. She started barking and jumped toward me, and when I touched the metal, she suddenly changed her temper. She whimpered, almost like she was afraid and backing down. As her mannerism changed, so did mine- I wasn’t calm anymore. My heart was racing and sinking at the same time. I had been flooded with a mixture of fear and dread. I looked through the peephole. I can’t explain why I looked, but I did. Outside were two kids.
One was just a smidgen shorter than me, and didn’t look much younger. I’m 21, and she looked to be 16 or 17. She was slender and pale. Her hair was a light shade of honey blonde, and she wore it long, about mid-back, with long, thin, blunt bangs in the front that covered most of her eyes. She wore jeans, a light-wash that’s popular right now, and a thin-looking olive colored pullover style hoodie. She held the hand of a small girl, who looked to be around 3 or 4, in the same style jeans and a button-down ivory cardigan. The smaller one looked at the floor shyly, but had the same shade of hair, tied back in a ponytail. She held a stuffed toy under her free arm, and it was identical to one my daughter has- as was their style of dress. Had it not been for the feeling of overwhelming dread and fear, I probably would have asked these children in and given them some tea or hot chocolate to get them out of the bitter cold. Something about them seemed off. At this point, I hadn’t made any noise- I hadn’t shushed the dog or grumbled, nothing- I hadn’t turned on any lights, these kids had no indicators I was at the door. The older one spoke.

She had a voice that was mature, confidant, strong, and accentless. She held her head tilted downward, and I couldn’t see her eyes. She said “We have to use your phone.” I stood frozen in fear. How did she know I was there? She raised her head to face me directly, and that was when I saw her eyes. There was a reason I couldn’t see them through her bangs before- they were black, or midnight blue, or a dark, dark purple- they were otherworldly. she said. “Our mother is worried.”
As someone who has always been interested in creepy stories, I knew what she was the second she looked at me through the door. I have never been one to believe in these things- as a staunch Atheist and skeptic when it comes to the paranormal, I had written off many a ghost story from friends and family members eager to tell their tale. I didn’t believe it. Still, I couldn’t rationalize my way out of this- I was standing with nothing but a thin wooden door between me and a Black Eyed Kid. There was no questioning what was right in front of me.
I did not answer her. Slowly and silently,]]>
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