Chapter 2 of 135

The Screaming Man With A Rifle

Let's Not Meet~ Reddit Horror Stories429 words~3 min read

Years ago i went with my best friend to a lan party at another friends place. This person lived, very close to my grandfather, a person i don't see very often, so I wanted to surprise him with a nice visit.

They lived in a area with big fields and not so many roads, which resulted in the houses being far apart, but still close if you just skipped over the fields instead of taking the roads.

My grandfather and my friend, lived across a huge field from eachother, and in the middle of this field, a guy in his mid 40'es lived in this old, ruin of a house. I knew him from stories, from my grandfather, where he had told me that, this guy is a crazy guy, he had earlier been in jail for killing his wife, and stories go on and on, about this man.

Back to the part about i wanted to surprise my grandfather, so i decieded together with my friend, that we should try and skip over the field, since taking the roads would lead to a 3 km. walk rather than a 400m walk. We got ready, even tho we knew we would have to walk closely past this mans house, we decided to do it anyways.

On our way there, everything went well, it seemed like he wasn't home, SCORE we didn't have to deal with his craziness anyways, well that all changed on the way back.

On our way back, we got past his house and were now standing a quarter of the way between my friends house, and the guys house, when we started hearing banging and screaming. Which all in all made my heart sink into my stomach, after a couple seconds we could now hear was loudly and angrily being yelled, and turned around. The man was now out of his house standing a bit into the field, and yelling "If i ever see you again crossing past my house, ill shoot you dead like a cow!" and he literally yells on and on.

I was at this point around 16, so i was not prepared, at how to deal with him, so i just yelled that i was very sorry, which he really did not care about and kept yelling, and screaming and kinda angrily shaking his rifle into the air.

At this point, my friend and i had been slowly but surely moving towards my friends house, and after 10 of the most devastating minutes of my life, we got into our friends house.

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