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Friday, December 13, 2024

Decemystery (2024) 13: The Mummy on the Bed

 

Ah, this story. There’s a weird history with it. It was on the schedule for last year’s Decemystery duology, but I scrapped it in favor of something else. I forget which story it was, but regardless, there was also the mounting pressure of having to write so much in so little time.


When this year rolled around, though, I didn’t plan on covering it. Then, when I revised the schedule, I did—until I didn’t. After the mammoth-sized write-ups “The Nickelodeon Hamster Wheel Broadcast” and “The Man From the Box,” the thought of covering a third mystery from Reddit sounded as appealing as salmonella. Simply put, I dreaded the idea of having another write-up that’d end up being far longer than I originally intended it to be—and that would leave me utterly drained.


However, after yesterday’s case, I opted to look over this story again out of sheer curiosity. As I did, I realized that it was nowhere close to as long as the aforementioned two. In fact, it’s remarkably short; it’s roughly the length of a story from About but with a few replies (only six, with half of them being from the original poster).


So, after much consideration (by which I mean I acted out of pure impulse), I figured I’d re-add it to Decemystery 2024’s schedule. In doing so, I’m confident that this story has had roughly the same number of date changes Duke Nukem Forever did prior to its release back in 2011. I promise it won’t be anywhere near as mediocre as that game was.


Anyway, aside from taking us back to Reddit, this case is also the first time since the original Decemystery that I’ll be discussing a story related to a mummy. Yes, it’s been six years since I’ve discussed anything related to them; I’m in disbelief that it’s taken me this long to talk about them. So, come along; let’s dive into the belly of one of the Internet’s most controversial websites once more and go over the oh-so-fantastically named story of The Mummy on the Bed!

Now I Rest Forevermore


I originally found this case on sustained_disgust’s Obscure Unsolved Mysteries iceberg. Interestingly, it’s one of two entries related to mummies; that’s definitely not something I’d expect, given mummies—outside of curses—aren’t something I think of when it comes to ghost stories. I digress, though; I’ll discuss the other story when we get to the theories since it’ll have a part to play there.


Anyway, this story’s listed as “The Mummy on the Bed” on the iceberg; I kept the name because it fits the story perfectly. Sorry, Sustained, but your title was too good not to use. If you’d nixed “the” from the title, I would’ve gone for the old Hollywood approach of adding that to the title and labeling it as original. Alas, it was not meant to be.


All joking aside, the entry’s link leads to a Reddit post that was made on September 3, 2017, on Ask Reddit. Much like The Man From the Box, the post asked Redditors to share their encounter with something mysterious. In this case, the poster asked if anyone had encountered “a humanoid,” whether that was a cryptid, alien, or another supernatural being. I have to wonder how many worthwhile stories are contained in these threads; I should devote a few days to combing through them to find some. It might help me if I ever opt to write a book.


I digress, though; the reply we’ll be looking at was made by a user named “CreativePoole.” Unlike the past two Reddit stories I’ve covered, Poole (as I’ll refer to him) is still active. So, please, don’t harass or pester him. I’d rather not have some rogue reader of mine do something like that. Besides, he’s not the one who experienced this story. Rather, it was his girlfriend—who I’ll be referring to as Janice.


According to Poole, Janice would frequently see a “mummy” at her uncle’s home with her “mum and nan.” This occurred around the time Janice was six, though Poole believes she may have been younger. I’ll be honest: I have no idea how old Poole or Janice was when this post was made, but if I had to guess, they were likely in their 20s, and this took place in the 1990s. However, to play it safe, I’ve marked this with the “Unknown Date” tag.


And before anyone asks, no, I’m not going to scroll through seven years worth of posts and comments made by Poole. Also, I’d feel like a weirdo going through a person’s Internet history—even if it’s public. Call me lazy, but that’s what I think, and I’m not budging on it, especially when knowing the date for something like that has no bearing on the greater story.


Anyway, each time Janice was at her uncle’s place, she would head to his bed and gawk at the “mummy,” that of “an adult woman,” who was lying on it. Now, that’s what I call resting in peace.


This mummy was “wrapped up in bandages,” or some other type of material. I think the word Janice was looking for was “cloth,” but I could be wrong. Maybe the mummy was wrapped in polyester.


Regardless, Janice suspected that her uncle had “rigged” the mummy to scare her. Apparently, he was prone to teasing others, so Janice figured this was but another prank. I’d say that this is a logical conclusion, but I think there are better ways to prank your niece than by making a replica mummy.


Ah, but such speculation on my part is irrelevant. You see, each time Janice was at her uncle’s humble abode, she’d have her mother or nan accompany her to her uncle’s bedroom so she could show them the mummy. However, neither ever saw it. Evidently, the mummy was only content with appearing for Janice, so her claims fell upon deaf ears.


Personally, I’m not deaf. If I had a daughter who kept telling me about how she was seeing a mummy in my bedroom, I’d ask Pope Francis if he could lend the Ark of the Covenant. Even if I couldn’t see it, I’m not taking any chances. I have a flair for the dramatic, especially when someone or something—like a mummy—is invading my private space.


Okay, enough joking; let’s get back on track. After being told time and time again that there was no mummy on the bed, Janice decided to stay in the doorway to observe the mummy. She said that this was as far as she’d go. This was likely for the best; I’ve played enough Dragon Quest to know that mummies can be quite aggressive toward the living!


Janice went on to say that the bed had its side facing her, so she decided to glare “as angrily as a little girl could” at the mummy. This intimidation display didn’t go unnoticed by the napping dead because, after glaring for a bit, the mummy “sat up and turned to face [Janice].” I’m guessing that even in death, the feeling of being watched remains. That, or it was sleeping on its stomach.


After waking up to ash and dust, the mummy “started to get off the bed” and walked toward Janice. It was only then that she “discovered [her] legs again” and bolted away, presumably going to tell her mother, nan, and uncle that the Hatshepsut wannabe was pissed she was being glared at. The key word in that sentence was “presumably” because either Janice failed to tell Poole what she did after running away when she was recounting the story for him, or Poole forgot to include it while recounting the story from memory. In my opinion, the latter sounds more likely.


Regardless, that’s where Janice’s story ends in terms of encountering the mummy. There are two other things that are brought up in Poole’s comment. The first is that an unspecified number of years later, Janice and a friend were dogsitting at her uncle’s place while her uncle was away. The room they were going to be staying in was his room.


Lucky for Janice and her friend, the mummy wasn’t around. Despite this, Janice told the story and scared herself and her friend. They weren’t too scared to fall asleep, though; the power of sleepiness was too great. Presumably, neither of them was attacked by the sleepy ghost of a mummy.


The last thing mentioned in Poole’s comment is that Janice’s mother and her nan both remember her “asking about the bandaged women in the bed.” I’m guessing this is a typo because, up until now, Janice had said that she saw one woman sleeping in her uncle’s bed. Then again, we were never informed if the mummy was the same one each time. I don’t know how you could discern such a thing, though, since I wouldn’t think mummies have that many distinguishing features from the outside.


Anyway, Janice’s mom and nan also recalled “other weird things” that she’d “seen and experienced as a child.” If you’re curious about this, Poole only provided one example, and I’ll be going over it in the first theory. For now, though, all you need to know is that nobody else “experienced the mummy in that house.” What a shame; I heard it was the best attraction at every Six Flags on Earth.


Suffice it to say, this is a bizarre story. Heck, I’d go so far as to say it’s the strangest one we’ve discussed so far. It’s one thing when someone sees a ghost in their house. If you’re reading this blog, you’ve undoubtedly read several ghost stories. Heck, you’ve likely watched more than a few ghost shows, such as Ghost Hunters, Ghost Adventures, and A Haunting. However, I can’t name one instance where I’ve come across anything like this story. The closest I can think of are a few stories of children who claim they saw a gremlin.


However, a gremlin is still something that’s rooted in the realm of the supernatural and folklore. This was a mummy. Mummies are real. They exist, and yet here’s an incident that sounds like it’s straight out of a Scooby-Doo episode. The crazy things that have happened to people around the world never cease to amaze me. It’s part of the reason that I operate this blog.


Anyway, despite how wild this story is, there are a few theories for us to go over. God willing, they’ll be shorter than yesterday’s. Now, come along; let’s unravel this mystery by speculating to our heart’s content about what Janice saw as a child!


Theories


1. A spirit


Let’s start the theories off with something that’ll have us going down more than one rabbit hole. The first one I want to head down is one that I alluded to at the very start of the story.


As I stated at the start of the story, sustained_disgust’s iceberg contained two entries related to mummies. The second is placed higher on the iceberg for some reason. If it’s more well-known, then I’ve been living under a rock. I’ve read countless stories, but this one’s eluded me. Heck, I can’t even find it in Albert Rosales’ Humanoid Encounters series, and I spent over $200 on the entire set a few years back.


Okay, jokes aside, the story I want to quickly gloss over is listed as “H. Rider Haggards Nocturnal Mummy.”


For those who are unfamiliar with Haggard, he was an extraordinarily influential writer from England. According to Wikipedia, he’s sometimes credited with being the pioneer of the “Lost World” subgenre of fantasy and science fiction thanks to his book King Solomon’s Mines. I’ve never read that book, nor am I an avid reader of lost world stories, but that’s because I’m not the biggest reader of fiction.


I digress, though. We aren’t here to learn about Haggard’s literary works. No, we’re here to discuss the aforementioned “nocturnal mummy.” According to the summary the iceberg gives (which you need to either hover over the entry if you’re on a PC or press down on it on a mobile device—just an FYI), Haggard “owned an Egyptian mummy” that was taken from a tomb during “the heyday of Victorian archaeology.”


Haggard ended up “propping” the mummy—whoever it was (the summary doesn’t say)—up against a wall in his room, putting it alongside various other artifacts. I have to question the logic behind making a mummy a decorative piece in your bedroom. Wouldn’t it stink? It’s a corpse; who the heck wants that in their room?


Oh, wait, this was the Victorian era. People typically bathed once a week.


Presumably delighted by his new acquisition that he was unable to smell due to his own body odor, Haggard proudly displayed the mummy… somewhere. While the summary says it was put against a wall “in his room,” I don’t know for certain if this was in Haggard’s bedroom or in a nearby one, but given he put it in “his room,” I’ll assume it was the former, given what happens next.


You see, dear reader, Haggard’s joy would be short-lived when he heard someone shuffling around. This was accompanied by “creaking footsteps” and “what sounded like a decrepit voice mumbling under its breath.” I’d love to know if Haggard got back to sleep after this—and if he did, how. This would scare the living daylights out of me to no end.


Anyway, upon waking up, Haggard was undoubtedly shocked to find that the mummy was in a different part of the room. Not only that, but there were “shreds of its wrappings” on the floor. If, by some chance, Haggard wasn’t dumbfounded when he saw this, then he was either the most stoic man alive or the people alive between the years of 1856 and 1925 weren’t afraid of anything (outside of basic hygiene, of course).


Suffice it to say, Haggard opted not to keep the mummy after its late-night walk. Who he sold it to, I don’t know; the source for this story, according to sustained_disgust, is a book by Roger Luckhurst that’s entitled The Mummy’s Curse: The True History of a Dark Fantasy. If I had access to the book—or owned a copy myself—I would have written about it last year. Alas, it was not meant to be, so I only have the word of the iceberg’s summary to go on.


The reason I bring this story up is because it’s the only other instance I know of a mummy—or a mummy-like creature—coming to life within the confines of someone’s home. I’m sure there are others out there, but I can’t name them off the top of my head. Also, they’d likely be 4chan greentext stories, which are highly dubious (though I want to cover several of them next year if I get the chance for fun).


Due to the similarities, I felt it lent a bit of credence to this story. Is it circumstantial? Absolutely, but when a story is as bizarre as Janice’s, I think every little bit helps. I understand if you disagree, though; this is an incredibly unorthodox example of correlating two cases. At least, I think it is.


Anyway, on to the main part of this theory. As the name suggests, it’s that Janice saw a spirit of some kind. While most people know mummies to be a thing the Egyptians practiced, it was practiced in many parts of the world throughout history, including the United Kingdom. As such, if someone was buried where Janice’s uncle’s house stood (and likely still stands), it’s possible their spirit was less-than-happy about having their resting place disturbed.


Stories like this are by no means a novelty. You can look at numerous cases in the United States about houses and other buildings being built upon Native American burial grounds that are said to be haunted. The same goes for the sites of battles during the American Revolution and Civil War (the latter especially; around 620,000 people died during the war, making it one of the worst in human history).


If we’re to assume that Janice’s uncle’s house was built atop someone’s grave, it’s possible that Janice was able to see her because children are “sensitive” to the other side. Why this is, I’m not entirely sure. I tried reading it, so I wouldn’t say that time constraints were to blame for elaborating on this, but I can’t wrap my head around it.


I’ve often heard people say that a child’s innocence and inexperience with the world makes them more susceptible to ghost sightings, but I don’t understand why that is. Couple that with the talk of “energies,” and I feel like the grasp on the paranormal I had as a teenager (which, as of this writing, was a decade; God, I’m getting old) has all but faded.


Thank God I’ve Fred Durst to provide me with words of encouragement; I just gotta keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’!


Regardless of my inability to grasp the paranormal, my age, and Limp Bizkit, the idea that Janice was highly sensitive to the other side is an idea with a lot more going for it than just the story mentioned above. Why? Well, Poole—who, as a reminder, is (or was, I don’t know for certain, to be honest) Janice’s boyfriend—mentioned that Janice has a lot of odd experiences. In fact, Janice’s family apparently said she was a magnet for the “otherworldly.”


Unfortunately for you and me, dear reader, Poole didn’t go into detail about the stories as they “didn’t fit the thread.” This isn’t inaccurate by any stretch of the imagination; he shared one other story that I’ll get to in a moment. However, I’ll say in advance that I wish he’d shared more. It’s possible he did in another thread, but I don’t want to comb through seven years of Poole’s post-history. As I said earlier, I’d feel like a weirdo for doing so.


That said, the one story he did share was one that occurred while Janice was in school. Just like the main story, Janice was young; Poole said she was “six or seven at the time.” Anyway, one day, Janice approached her teacher and “passed on a message” to them. This “message” allegedly came from Janice’s grandfather, who had recently passed away. As for the message? It was from the teacher’s mother, who’d also recently died.


What came of this event, I’m not sure; Poole didn’t include the message, nor what happened immediately after. He did, however, state that he suspected Janice’s school wanted Janice to see a priest. However, her mother didn’t want to bring Janice to one—likely because it would’ve resulted in an exorcism, or they’d both be ostracized. I don’t know; I’m unfamiliar with the culture of the United Kingdom, unfortunately.


Anyway, the prevalence of paranormal and supernatural throughout Janice’s life waned as she grew older until it ceased entirely. So, if you ask me, it sounds like a textbook case of a child who was sensitive to “the other side,” as paranormal enthusiasts put it. The one difference is that, in this case, the person in question didn’t just commune with spirits. They also saw a mummy taking a snooze on their uncle’s bed.


Given the similarities to the numerous other cases involving children purportedly communing with the dead, I’d say that this theory has the realm of precedent on its side. On top of that, Poole said Janice still can’t explain what happened. He also said she identifies as an atheist despite the lack of explanation. I don’t think atheism and the belief in ghosts are incompatible; I believe there are some who have proposed that ghosts are interdimensional entities and not the spirits of the dead. I digress, though; that’s a topic for another write-up.


While there are some things working in this theory’s favor, there are two things that work against it. The first is one that plagues any case like this. Namely, you have to take the word of a stranger on the Internet at face value. Sure, Reddit allows you to look through someone’s post history—and Poole is still active—but how do we know if he’s trustworthy?


Well, that’s easy to answer. The “About Me” section of Poole’s Reddit profile says that he’s a “writer and professional comic book colourist.” So, he was clearly comfortable sharing this story with people while tying it directly to him. However, I don’t know if he was a writer and colorist when the story was posted.


If he was, I think it’d still be odd to post the story from your main account. Poole’s account was made in 2011, six years before he shared his girlfriend’s experience. If I were him, I’d make a throwaway account like countless other Redditors have when sharing bizarre or personal stories. It may seem like a small detail, but it’s something that leaves me scratching my head.


Nevertheless, it’s not something I’d expect from someone who wasn’t confident in what they were sharing. If I wanted to fake a story on Reddit, I’d make a throwaway account. I wouldn’t use one that I’ve had for years. I think that’d destroy any credibility I could feasibly have.


I digress, though; let’s move on to the second issue. That is how there’s virtually no precedent for the exact kind of sighting that happened in this story. At least, not that I know of.


I already spoke about this earlier, but I want to circle back to it due to it undeniably being a strike against the story. I know that I said Haggard’s case benefited Janice’s experience, but that’s because of how outlandish this all is. If we’re to look at this with a critical eye, I have never heard of anything remotely close to this.


Now, sure, maybe there are stories out there that match this one. I know about plenty of one-off sightings of strange humanoids and other odd entities. However, I’m unable to recall any reports about a person seeing a mummy. Heck, Haggard’s story doesn’t even align since that was an actual mummy, not a…


You know, I’m not entirely sure if what Janice saw qualifies as a spirit. What was this? I feel like this is some new territory that I need to educate myself in.


I digress once more. I’m beginning to talk in circles, so let’s wrap this theory up. While I think there’s more going for it than against it, I am also an ardent believer in ghosts. Then again, I’m also Roman Catholic, so keep that in mind; I’m a staunch believer in the afterlife.


Despite that, the sheer oddness and the unique nature of the case make it hard to believe. For me, it’s one thing when someone sees a full-body apparition. It’s another when they see a mummy napping on their uncle’s bed the same way a sleepy person would.


In other words, I’ve got nothing; this theory’s a stalemate in my eyes. Also, this theory went on for way longer than I wanted. Ah, how I relish rambling on.


2. Janice’s imagination


It goes without saying that the imagination of a child is an incredible thing. It can also be a weird thing. Children are prone to conjuring up imaginary friends to play with when their friends or parents can’t spend time with them. I never did this because I was too busy being sick for most of my childhood.


The second theory is that the mummy was a product of Janice’s imagination. This would explain so much about the story that it’s not even funny. I can’t name the number of times my imagination—both as a child and as an adult—has fooled me to the point that I felt like a clown. Every shadow is a spider. Every slightly off-color spot anywhere is a spider. Every teardrop is a waterfall (and a spider).


Of course, given that we’re talking about a kid, it stands to reason that their imagination would be a lot more overactive than that of an adult. So, it’s possible that Janice had seen her uncle’s bed when it was messy and mistook the blanket—along with some clothes (or some other miscellaneous items)—for a mummy.


This, to me, would make enough sense. However, it wouldn’t quite explain the mummy sitting up and getting off the bed. While that could’ve been entirely in Janice’s mind, it’s a remarkably vivid thing to imagine. I know that I said children have incredible imaginations, but this would be one of the most unbelievably weird things to imagine, especially when Janice didn’t sound scared, but rather, she sounded irritated that nobody listened to her.


It’s possible that Janice forgot some details due to the passage of time doing its thing by making memories become fuzzy. This could definitely explain some things, though there’s one slight issue. Poole noted that Janice loved to retell the stories, so it would stand to reason that her memory of the incident wouldn’t be as bad as if she remembered it one day out of the blue.


At the same time, recounting an event doesn’t immediately mean that your story is without fault. Just because you regularly tell a story doesn’t mean you can remember it with photographic accuracy, especially if you were a kid. I have vague recollections of some things from when I was around the age of five, but they’re really hazy. The only things I can recall with solid accuracy are the layouts of my old schools, and that’s because I had a lot of respect for the faculty there. Well, most of them. That’s beside the point, though.


Further compounding this theory’s issues is the matter of Janice forwarding the message she received from her grandfather. The idea her grandfather asked Janice to tell her teacher something is weird enough. The fact that “something” was a message from her teacher’s recently deceased mother is even weirder.


Of course, you could argue that Poole made this up. However, as said earlier, that seems a bit unlikely. I think it really depends on how much stock you’re willing to put in Poole not having wanted to write something creative for fun (more on that in the next theory).


With all of that said, this theory has a lot of logical precedence. It’s undeniable that a child’s imagination can lead to a lot of wild claims about monsters under their bed, in their closet, in the corner of their room, or in the shadows. So, there’s no reason to doubt that Janice’s imagination was responsible for what occurred here.


At the same time, there’s a fair bit that feels highly unlikely to be the product—or byproduct—of Janice’s imagination. While I can buy her mistaking some blankets for a mummy, I cannot fathom how her imagination ran so wild that she saw them climb off the bed.


Heck, I have a blanket next to me, and I’m staring at it, trying to understand how it could feasibly look like a person getting off of a bed. I cannot see it at all; it’s a blanket. While you can “cocoon” in one, it’d be missing the head. Unless Janice’s uncle staged the mummy each time after the first few claims she made, I cannot see this being her imagination. At least, not unless Janice misremembered a fair few vital details. I fully understand if you disagree, though; I could be way too critical of some things here.


3. A hoax


Although this blog is called “Limitless Possibilities,” I like to approach each story with the aim of rationalizing it before jumping to believing it. There are times when my biases get in the way, but cases like this one are ones where I do everything I can to remain as skeptical, critical, and vigilant as I can.


As such, you’d think that this would be one of the stronger theories. However, we’ve already gone over how Poole has effectively tied this story directly to him. He didn’t use a throwaway account, nor did he shy away from offering one other example of his girlfriend’s supernatural experiences. So, it’s not like the whole “don’t trust the word of a stranger on the Internet” is at full power like it normally would be.


That said, there is one thing going for this theory—and it’s not the most implausible thing, in my eyes: Poole could have made the story up to scare people or to see how good he was at writing fictional horror—or, heck, maybe it was part of a short horror story he was writing for a class.


While I’d still say it’s a bit risky to include that on your main account in a “serious” Ask Reddit thread, it’s not uncommon for there to be a plethora of fictional tales to be posted in them. I mean, it’s Reddit. Do you really think everything you read there will be truthful? No, absolutely not.


Unfortunately, there’s no way to prove that. At least, not easily. While I could reach out and ask Poole about the story, along with more, I doubt he’d take kindly to a no-name blogger on the Internet inquiring about a comment he left seven years ago. It might be one thing if I were a big-named YouTuber, but I’m someone who writes on a blog to share stuff with others on the Internet. I don’t foresee my attempt at getting a response going well—unfortunately.


Of course, you may disagree not only with my lack of confidence but also with the overall dismissiveness I have toward this theory. Really, I understand both; I’ve been told I need to be more self-confident, and being dismissive isn’t that smart when it comes to upholding that claim of being “unbiased” during the theories section.


Unfortunately, it’s hard for me to shrug off what Poole said. Unless Janice and her family lied to him (which, while not impossible, seems unlikely), I don’t think this theory holds as much water as it would in most other cases. Call me biased, but this time around, I just can’t see it working the way it would if Poole’s account wasn’t active.


4. An interdimensional naptime enthusiast


Because who doesn’t like a good nap? Well, outside of me. There are things to be done, like writing and watching NASCAR! Also, I’ve hit thirteen straight mentions of interdimensional something-or-others! Only nineteen inclusions remain, and then I can finally stop this nonsensical self-imposed challenge.


My Take


Boy, this is a weird one. Honestly, I think it might have been a spirit of some sort. That’s what it sounds like based on what was offered by Poole. However, it’s unlike any spirit I’ve ever heard of.


The closest I can think of is a story from 4chan that I vaguely recall and want to write about; a user and some friends went to a cabin. A woman knocked on the door and entered because she knew the user’s mom. She wanted a place to rest, so they let her stay in a bedroom. Long story short, the user called his mom, and she told them to leave because the last time that woman came by, someone died—I think.


One of the user’s friends then screamed because the woman had vanished; I can’t recall if anyone died after that or got sick, but it was a really good story that I’d love to cover so I can share it with you guys. I want to say that I heard it on Keque’s channel.


Anyway, the reason that reminds me of this is the oddly lucid and vivid nature of everything. There’s no uncertainty at play; Janice was adamant about what she saw and has apparently retold the story numerous times without changing details. Also, the spirit sounded a lot more physical than incorporeal (which is how I envisioned the mummy).


Now, granted, it’s possible it was Janice’s imagination. However, that doesn’t explain the other paranormal stuff that happened to her. While I wish we’d gotten more stories outside of the one involving Janice and her teacher, the fact she was prone to experiencing other paranormal phenomena is what pushes me to think this was a spirit.


While I can’t explain why her uncle never experienced anything paranormal, it’s possible the spirit was attached to Janice and not her uncle—or the house itself. It’s possible the spirit merely wanted to rest in peace but was a bit frustrated by Janice’s gawking.


Of course, I can’t prove that. I really wish I could because this is a story I desperately want answers to, but there’s no way to do so. Even if I got in contact with Poole and Janice, there’d never be a definitive way to prove this happened because Janice has since had supernatural things stop happening to her.


On top of that, it’s possible the mummy—or spirit, or whatever it might’ve been—moved on. So, even if some ghost-hunting crew went to Janice’s uncle’s house, the thing may no longer be there. So, no matter what way you cut it, it seems like this story’s destined to remain unsolved…


I still liked it, though.


Conclusion


This was a wonderful change of pace from the previous write-up. While it was still a bit of a pain to cover on account of not having much to go on, it had a blast cutting loose and being sillier than normal. It was cathartic, and I’m hoping that lightheartedness sticks around for the following Decemystery entries!


Anyway, rather than drag out the conclusion, I’d rather be upfront: What’s your take on Janice’s story? Do you think she saw a ghost of some sort? Or do you believe it was an imagination? Or did Poole make the entire thing up? Let me know in the comments, and, as always, stay happy, stay healthy, and thank you for reading!

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