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  • Spooky Story About an Encounter at Area 51
    May 15 2026
    Hey everyone,
    Spooky Boo here. In this episode, I’m talking about a topic we all know a little too well—aliens, Area 51, and the weird stuff the government hides in the desert.
    Before we get into the main story, I actually share a quick personal memory about a strange, glowing red orb I saw floating over the hills during a childhood camping trip in the Northern California mountains. It’s one of those weird things that sticks with you forever, especially when the person you were with completely blocks it out.
    The main feature tonight is a classic creepypasta by SnozBerr called "I’m Not Saying it was Aliens." It starts out with a relatable, kind of boring family road trip to Las Vegas for a 20th birthday. If you've ever done that drive from Southern California, you know the drill: endless desert, overpriced gas, and stopping in Baker to look at the giant thermometer while eating sketchy Del Taco.
    But things take a sharp turn on the way to Las Vegas when the writer of this story and his dad decide to kill an afternoon by driving up Route 375—the Extraterrestrial Highway—to take pictures outside the gates of Area 51. What's supposed to be a fun, harmless detour turns incredibly wrong. The sun starts setting way too fast, every electronic component in their minivan completely dies, and they end up trapped in an eerie, endless twilight. When they try to blast down the highway at 110 MPH to get back to safety, they run straight into a military blockade with silent, gas-mask-wearing soldiers who definitely aren't normal. They wake up hours later with a massive chunk of missing time and absolutely no memory of how they drove back to their hotel.
    It’s a great, tense ride that makes you think twice about looking for things you aren't meant to find.
    Check out the episode and let me know if you’ve ever seen anything unexplainable in the night sky. You can leave a comment at www.scarystorytime.com, find me on Twitter @707SPOOKYB, or look up spookybooscarystorytime on social media.
    See you in your nightmares.
    Credits:
    Story
    I’m Not Saying it was Aliens
    By SnozBear
    Narrative
    Spooky Boo Rhodes
    Music
    Spooky Boo Rhodes
    Don’t Go Around That Corner


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    18 mins
  • Terrifying Florida Everglades Story | Dance of the Dead
    May 14 2026
    Step into Roxy’s Pub, where a chance encounter with a broken stranger reveals a terrifying truth hidden within the heart of the Everglades. This isn’t just a ghost story; it’s a descent into a supernatural trap. When Joe describes the "Dance of the Dead," this Florida man isn't just sharing a memory; he’s passing on an infection of the soul. The story masterfully bridges the gap between a fun night out and a lifelong haunting of a dance floor into a macabre ritual of death and decay. Listen for the atmospheric tension and the chilling realization that some warnings come too late. It is a haunting reminder that once you glimpse the hooded figures watching from the shadows, you are already part of their choreography. Whatever you do, don't look too closely at the crowd...lest you dance with them.

    Credits
    Story
    The Dance of the Dead
    by Eerie inhabitants213
    Link: https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/The_Dance_of_the_Dead
    Narrator:
    Spooky Boo Rhodes
    Ambience:
    Don't Go Around That Corner
    Spooky Boo Rhodes
    Deep Space Haunt
    Spooky Boo Rhodes

    No AI was used in recording this story whether voice or ambience. The story was written by a human.

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    21 mins
  • Demons to Hellfire - 3 Terrifying Tales of Demons
    May 13 2026
    Three terrifying stories about demons including a new story by yours truly, Sarah Marshal King.

    Music/Ambience by Spooky Boo Rhodes

    Story Number 1
    Sulphur Cindy by Sarah Marshal King

    Story Number 2
    Hell School by AnAngryGerbil
    https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Hell_School


    Story Number 3
    Ghost Friend
    By MisterHappyFace
    https://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Ghost_Friend


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    Call in your own true scary story at the number 707-SPOOKYB (707-776-6592) and leave a message of up to 3 minutes, and it might be played on the air.

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    20 mins
  • Hospitality | A Creepypasta
    May 9 2026
    Story:
    Hospitality by AustinDR

    Sound:

    Intro/Exit Theme: Don't Go Around the Corner by Boo Rhodes

    Background Ambience: Deep Space Haunt by Boo Rhodes
    Narrator: Spooky Boo Rhodes

    In this chilling story of dark betrayal, a mischievous couple come across a mysterious old woman in the woods with a deep secret. It's an old familiar story with a few twists and turns.Please be sure to comment on the story. I'd love to know what you think about the new background sound and the narrative. More coming soon!

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    The original Spooky Boo's Scary Story Time telling spooky, scary stories since 2016. Here you'll find true scary stories, fiction stories, urban legends, and other tall tales from the darkest corners of the internet.

    Call in your own true scary story at the number 707-SPOOKYB (707-776-6592) and leave a message of up to 3 minutes, and it might be played on the air.

    Send your true scary stories. Visit my website at
    https://www.scarystorytime.com/blog/scary-story-submissions

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    http://www.darknethorrorstories.com
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    http://www.gothicbloodlines.com (Sarah Marshal King novels)
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    17 mins
  • Peter Niers | 16th Century Black Magic Satanists
    May 7 2026
    IntroThis episode might not be suitable for all members. It is marked explicit for content.Hello there, this is Spooky Boo from Spooky Boo’s Scary Story Time where I tell the true and fiction stories of the dark side of the internet.Today, during the true scary story time and true crime time, I have for you a spooky expose on the ancient serial killer Peter Niers. Back in the 16th century, Peter Niers was accused of cannibalism, black magic, and serial murder–a term that was not yet even thought of, yet some even believe he was a myth. Listen to this episode and let me know what you think.Now let’s begin…Peter Niers: The 16th-Century German Bandit, Alleged Serial Killer, Cannibal, and Black MagicianPeter Niers remains one of the most infamous and terrifying figures from the late 16th century in the Holy Roman Empire. Executed on September 16, 1581 in Germany, roughly 40 kilometers from Nuremberg, he was convicted, based on confessions that were extracted under torture, 544 murders. These included the ritualistic killing of 24 pregnant women, from whose wombs he allegedly excised fetuses for use in black magic rituals, cannibalism, and sorcery aimed at granting invisibility and other supernatural powers.His story is a potent blend of verifiable banditry in a lawless era and sensational folklore involving demonic pacts, shapeshifting, invisibility potions derived from fetal remains, and grotesque acts of violence. Early print culture—cheap pamphlets known, ballads, broadsheets, and emerging “true crime” reports—amplified his legend, transforming a dangerous highwayman and gang leader into a medieval boogeyman whose name instilled fear across regions. Whether the astronomical kill count and elaborate supernatural elements were wildly exaggerated by interrogators societal panic remains a subject of historical debate. Yet the core facts of his crimes, repeated escapes, and brutal execution offer a stark window into the brutal realities of justice, superstition, class tensions, and social upheaval in the fragmented Holy Roman Empire of the 1500s.This expose rummages deeply into the available historical record, drawing from contemporary pamphlets such as a 1582 Heidelberg publication, collections by early chroniclers like Johann Wick, official warrants, and modern scholarly analyses. It separates plausible criminal activity from mythic embellishment while exploring the broader context that made figures like Niers both real threats and enduring legends.The Holy Roman Empire in the latter half of the 16th century was far from a unified state. It consisted of hundreds of semi-autonomous principalities, free imperial cities, bishoprics, and knightly territories, each with its own laws, courts, and limited enforcement capabilities. Central authority under emperors like Rudolf II was weak, especially in rural areas. Major trade routes and pilgrimage paths wound through dense forests, mountains, and river valleys—the Black Forest (Schwarzwald), Alsace, the Palatinate, and areas around the Rhine—making them prime territory for roving bands of outlaws.Economic pressures exacerbated the problem. The peasantry suffered under serfdom, heavy taxation, and the lingering effects of the Reformation’s social disruptions. Inflation from New World silver, crop failures, and population growth created widespread hardship. Many young men, displaced by war, enclosure of lands, or simple poverty, turned to banditry. Shepherds and itinerant laborers were particularly suspect; their mobile lifestyle and low social status made them easy scapegoats or actual recruits for criminal enterprises. Historian Joy Wiltenburg, in her work on crime and culture in early modern Germany, notes that such groups often formed loose, opportunistic alliances—banding together for large raids before dispersing into smaller units to evade capture.Peter Niers thrived in this chaotic environment. Active primarily from around 1566 to 1581 (a span of roughly 15 years according to folk songs and pamphlets), he reportedly led or participated in gangs of up to 24 men. Their operations spanned Alsace (then part of the Empire, now in modern France), the Palatinate, the Black Forest, and towns including Strasbourg, Landau, Pfalzburg, Koblenz, and beyond. They ambushed travelers, pillaged isolated farmsteads, raped, robbed, and murdered to silence witnesses. Standard tactics included disguises, nighttime raids, and overwhelming force.Niers’s criminal apprenticeship came under Martin Stier, a notorious figure who exemplified the era’s outlaw networks. From the 1550s until his execution in 1572 in Württemberg, Stier commanded a gang of 49 bandits, many disguised as shepherds. They pillaged from the Netherlands deep into German territories. Pamphlets explicitly link Niers to Stier, claiming the younger man learned not only bandit tactics but also “invisibility arts” and black magic from his mentor. This master-apprentice motif was common ...
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    23 mins
  • True Terrifying Northern California Vampires
    May 6 2026
    Narrator: Boo RhodesWriter: SM KingIntro MusicDon't Go Around that Corner - Boo RhodesBackground AmbienceAbyss - MYUUBeware of the vampires of Northern California. Truly terrifying and frightening! These stories of people who believe they are vampries will chill your blood. Maybe that's a good thing, would you enjoy cold blood as a vampire?Hello, it’s Spooky Boo from Spooky Boo’s Scary Story Time. I’m sitting here in the lighthouse in Sandcastle, a little unknown town in Northern California where the fog rolls in from the ocean and settles here quite nicely. It keeps us hidden from tourists and those pesky people who enjoy stopping for a bite to eat down Highway 1. They wouldn’t want to eat here anyway for you never know what the old butcher is cooking up in his food. Speaking of food, California has a few infamous vampire serial killers. Many of them hide out here in Sandcastle because the fog often times protects them from the sun. More on those vampires on an evening show, for the day is for true scary stories here at Spooky Boo’s Scary Story Time.Two of my favorites to talk about are from Northern California in San Francisco and Sacramento.Let’s start with Richard Trenton Chase: The Vampire of SacramentoImagine the winter of 1977–1978 in Sacramento, California. Christmas lights still twinkled on suburban homes. Families gathered for holiday meals. But something ancient and hungry moved through those quiet streets — something that looked like a man but thirsted like a creature from nightmare.His name was Richard Trenton Chase. To this day, he is remembered as the Vampire of Sacramento, the Dracula Killer. In just one month he slaughtered six people in their own homes, drank their blood, mutilated their bodies, and left scenes so grotesque that veteran detectives still speak of them in hushed tones.This is not just a story of murder. This is the story of a broken mind convinced that only warm human blood could keep him alive.The Making of a MonsterRichard Trenton Chase was born on May 23, 1950, in Sacramento. From the beginning, his world was unstable. His father was a strict, often violent disciplinarian. His mother suffered mental health struggles and once accused her husband of trying to poison her — a paranoid delusion that would later echo horribly in her son’s own mind.By age ten, young Richard already displayed the full “MacDonald triad” — the three warning signs that criminologists say often predict violent behavior in adulthood: chronic bed-wetting, fire-setting, and extreme cruelty to animals. He tortured cats, dogs, and other small creatures. He set fires. He wet the bed long past the normal age.As a teenager, the problems deepened. He became a heavy drinker and drug user — alcohol, marijuana, LSD, and anything else he could get his hands on. He had multiple short relationships with girls, but suffered from impotence. A psychiatrist told him the cause was “repressed rage.” The rage never left. It only grew.By his early twenties, Chase had become a full-blown hypochondriac. He believed his body was rotting from the inside. He thought his heart was shrinking. He shaved his head so he could watch his skull change shape. He once checked himself into a hospital claiming someone had stolen his pulmonary artery.In 1975, things spiraled. Chase injected rabbit blood into his veins and nearly died of blood poisoning. Hospital staff nicknamed him “Dracula” because of his obsession with blood. He was diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia and institutionalized. Doctors tried antipsychotic medication. For a short time it seemed to help.In 1976 he was released into his mother’s care. She stopped giving him his medication, saying it “dulled” him. Soon after, she helped him get his own apartment. It was the worst possible decision. Alone, the voices in Richard Chase’s head grew louder.He began capturing neighborhood pets — dogs, cats, rabbits. He would disembowel them while they were still alive, drink their blood warm, or blend their organs with Coca-Cola into grotesque “milkshakes” to stop his heart from shrinking. Neighbors saw him carrying dead animals into his apartment. One woman watched him take three pets inside in a single day. No one called the police. No one understood how close they were to true evil.The Thirst AwakensBy late 1977, Richard Chase was 27 years old, thin, pale, and hollow-eyed. He bought a .22 caliber semiautomatic pistol. He told himself he needed it for protection against the “death rays” that UFOs and the government were firing at him to steal his blood.The killing began on December 29, 1977.Ambrose Griffin, a 51-year-old engineer and father of two, was helping his wife carry groceries from their car into their East Sacramento home. A yellow station wagon cruised slowly past. Richard Chase leaned out the window and fired. One bullet struck Griffin in the chest. He died almost instantly. Chase drove away, satisfied for the ...
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    25 mins
  • Beyond Redemption | Devils and Demons
    May 6 2026
    Beware when you take the life of someone and make a deal with the Devil for hell might be worse than what you're expecting.Story Credits: Beyond Redemption by Wihurohttps://creepypasta.fandom.com/wiki/Beyond_RedemptionMusicSpooky Boo RhodesDon't Go Around That CornerAbyssMYUUBEGINGood evening, it's Spooky Boo from Scary Story Time. Tonight I have an spooky, scary story that will make you hide under the covers for just a little while tonight until duty calls and you turn every light on in the house just to make your way around the darkness of the night. But you like that, right?Grab something warm to cuddle like your giant pillow or you fluffy kitten and listen while you close your eyes and enjoy tonight's story.Now let's begin...Beyond Redemptionby Wihuro“Come on out Lyndon,” Bill Johnson called out as he took position, rifle at hand, outside the old wooden house.His voice carried with it an air of authority to match his physically imposing frame. He wore a long, weathered, leather coat. His Stetson hat tipped forward, his dark brown eyes barely visible below the rim. In the dim light of the fading Texas sun he stood in the shadow of the quaint little house of Mr. and Mrs. Bennett.“You got nowhere to go. The odds are against you this time.”The remote location of the hillside house and picturesque scenery painted a perfect picture of everything a family home should be. It was a perfect place for the Bennett’s and their ten year old daughter, Molly. That was before Lyndon Wesley walked into their lives.“Well let me see, Mr. Johnson,” said Lyndon, his high pitch squawk coming back at Bill from within the house. “Ya got yourself a crazy, murderin’, son-of-a-bitch. And I got me a lock-down in a house with a purdy mother, her dead husband and her very alive and very beautiful daughter. I’d say it’s you who’s facing off against the odds sir.”Bill had been tracking his man for five long weeks and now, finally he had him cornered. Lyndon Wesley: AKA Wild West. The man with a ten thousand dollar bounty over his head dead or alive – twenty one dead including women and children will get you that kind of a price.Inside the house, Rosie Bennett sat on the old wooden floor with her child crying at her side.Her husband lay motionless just ten feet away by the open log fire. The hole in his chest oozed dark red blood onto the oak brown floor. The bright glowing flames from the log fire created cruel shadows of his contorted corpse against the stone walls. His killer stood by the small side window in the kitchen. the barrel of his six shooter pointing out towards the yard.“Please God, help us,” Rosie whispered.“God?” snapped Lyndon, turning round to face the woman. His lips tight and thin over his brown teeth in a grimace.“Do you think God gives a shit about you? Hell no. If he did, then why he put ya with me in the first place, hey? Life’s one big game, and the big man upstairs, he’s the player. We all just pieces in his board game. I bet he looking down on us in here and laughing his almighty ass off. Yea, he gets a real kick out of watching people suffer.”Lyndon began to prowl up and down the old, wooden floor like a rabid animal caught in a trap, hungry for blood. His scrawny body and straw-like hair that hung over his sharp features made him look like a feral beast. Outside, Bill Johnson edged toward the house, rifle at the ready. His heart beating like a drum in his chest. A shot rang out, Bill scrambled to the ground for cover. Panic grabbed him by the throat and squeezed tight in anticipation of the pain of the bullet entry. It never came. The bullet had missed him.“Bill, you hurt?” said Lyndon.His Colt .45 was poking through a side window from the kitchen, “Hope ya ain’t dead old buddy, was only meant to warn ya off that’s all. We’re just beginning to have a little fun you an’ me.”Suddenly, in one swift movement, Bill rolled over on the floor, pointed his gun at the small window from where the voice came from and pulled the trigger. A sound like thunder erupted from the rifle and a scream cut through the air like a lightning bolt. Lyndon screamed out in agony, holding the left side of his face where the bullet had skimmed his cheek, tearing a hole along his jaw line.“You filthy bastard!” said Lyndon, “You filthy, rotten bastard.”Bill scrambled to his feet then darted toward the front door. Inside the house, Rosie Bennett made a snap decision to make a run for it. She grabbed Molly by the wrist and headed for the back door. A shot rang out from within the house and the tiny wrist she held in her hand went limp.“Molly!” Rosie screamed, her heart had only time to feel the terror at the sight of her daughter’s bleeding corpse before it exploded in her chest from the second blast from Lyndon Wesley’s handgun.“Stupid bitch,” Lyndon snarled; one hand covered his cheek, the other held the handle of the smoking gun. “I never said nothin’...
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    23 mins
  • Spooky Boosletter Update for 5-4-2026
    May 5 2026
    This is just an update to tell you what is going on as in the old episodes reloading into the system and the name change back from Creepypasta and True Scary Stories to Spooky Boo's Scary Story Time. Thanks for being a subscriber and being here to support the show! Stay tuned for tonight's episode at 10:00 PM Pacific.

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    The original Spooky Boo's Scary Story Time telling spooky, scary stories since 2016. Here you'll find true scary stories, fiction stories, urban legends, and other tall tales from the darkest corners of the internet.

    Call in your own true scary story at the number 707-SPOOKYB (707-776-6592) and leave a message of up to 3 minutes, and it might be played on the air.

    Send your true scary stories. Visit my website at
    https://www.scarystorytime.com/blog/scary-story-submissions

    Visit my other podcasts:
    http://www.creepypastastorytime.com
    http://www.darknethorrorstories.com
    http://www.truescarystorytime.com
    http://www.gothicbloodlines.com (Sarah Marshal King novels)
    http://www.
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    9 mins