Posted 04 July 2007 - 12:10 AM





.......................... I was checking out the newly updated collection of "true ghost stories" on about.com ( link ) and came across two really bizarre time slip stories. They gave me the creeps, so I thought I'd share them here:..........................

Another Fog Space-Time Slip

by Robin



After reading "Time Slip in the Fog" in Your True Tales, June 2007, I felt I had to send in this story. This event did not happen to me, but to a friend's father in the early 1970s. Although my friend's father is now very open about the subject, I won't use his real name. I'll call him Jim.



Jim and his buddy, "John," went on a hunting trip to Tennessee in Jim's pick-up truck. After an uneventful week of hunting, they decided to return to Pennsylvania. The road out of the hunting area was a long, dirt road. It intersected with a two-lane road, which would eventually lead to the main highway. When they got to the end of the dirt road, they turned right onto the two-lane paved road.



Jim noticed a strange gray fog in his rearview and side mirrors. He said that it was as though there was NOTHING behind the truck, just grayness. Ahead of them was a normal-looking day in the mountains. He didn't say anything to John about it for quite a while. Finally, near the turn-off to the main highway, he said to John, "Do you notice anything strange?" John had noticed the greyness behind them, too. Neither could figure out what was going on, and for some reason, they didn't stop to investigate.



Then, as they approached an intersection, they were somehow instantaneously transported back to the end of the dirt road at the hunting preserve, about two hours away. They had not driven in a circle. According to the odometer and the gas gauge, they had only traveled one way. Neither man had been drinking or taking drugs, and they are both very honest, upstanding members of their community. They are in their seventies, now, but still remember the incident very clearly.



This experience sounds very similar to Gene's experience in Canada, and I hope he will see this story. Maybe this has happened to someone else, and maybe one day we will discover what causes these space-time slips.

And the other one:

A Time Inconsistency

by Sheri Lowe



My experience took place in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan in the summer of 1986. It was the beginning of August and was one of the most beautiful summers of my memory. Each day had been idyllic. Hot, but not killer hot, and lush, which is not typical for our hot dry prairies. The lushness was due to beautiful thunderstorms occurring almost every evening, which cooled the heat of the day invigorating the night with a magical aliveness. You'd feel the storm approaching by the way hairs on your arms would rise and the perfumed air held the hint of ozone. The storms were spectacular but not dangerous, and this too is atypical for this land of extremes.



My boyfriend was an American who I had met when he came to Canada to reacquaint with his son from a previous marriage. To make a long story short, he was unable to stay in Canada and get a working visa so he had to go back to the U.S . Naturally, I was heart broken. He decided he'd return to Minneapolis and continue to pursue a working visa from there. I decided I would take a month's vacation, drive him to Minneapolis and help get him settled. From Saskatoon we planned to drive to Regina Saskatchewan, which is 250 kilometers (160 miles) away, refuel, have a stretch, then head to Minot, North Dakota, stop for the night, then head to Minneapolis. Michael and I were both exhausted from months of fighting the deportation order and depressed because he lost his case. It hit Michael hardest having to leave both his son and me. The stress gave Michael a nasty case of "walking pneumonia" so as I drove he slept.



I distinctly remember checking the time before we left because I was bugged we were leaving so late. It meant at some point I'd be driving in the dark, which I disliked. As usual as I had the radio on and also heard the DJ confirms the time during his hourly newsbreak. I remember making a quick mental calculation that we should reach Regina between 6 and 6:30 p.m. and that I'd have light until about 10 p.m.



I believe we were only 30 or so miles out of Saskatoon on the Trans- Canada #1 Highway when I started feeling odd. My physical experience inside the car began to change. Everything quieted, sort of muted - even the radio - like being wrapped in a wad of cotton. I looked over at Michael to comment, but he was sleeping soundly. Then I noticed the road noise and bumps one experiences when traveling in a vehicle had disappeared. The car felt as if it were hovering a few inches above the road and were sort of sailing through the air. I saw no other cars on this very busy highway, which was also struck me as odd. I distinctly remember feeling everything was syrupy. The closest thing I can compare it to was when I'd lane swim a mile and be so exhausted until I'd break through it and go into a state referred to as a "runners high" - this whooshy slow motion feeling.



When we got to Regina, I went to refuel and my first shock came when I noticed we had used almost no gas at all. My second shock was when I asked the pump attendant for the time. He said it was 5 p.m.! Even though I already knew the answer, I still felt compelled to ask the attendant if Regina was on the same Central Standard time system as Saskatoon . He looked at me like I was the dumbest blonde he'd ever seen. By this time Mike was awake and he too was as amazed and baffled.



It was physically impossible for me to have made 160 miles in one hour. Even if I had been speeding. What's more is the very fact that I knew something weird had been going on; it had been physical. The rest of the trip resumed normally, but I will never forget that experience. Sometimes I wonder if our emotional states and my focus to get to where I wanted before the light faded acted like a form of telekinesis - because I had one singular episode of that when I was 15 years old.

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So...has anyone here ever experienced a time slip or lost time?