I went on a vacation to Serbia last month. It was a solo trip, and I found a pretty good deal on a hotel room. It was pretty chill in the beginning, honestly. I spent most of my time in the room surfing the internet when I wasn’t outside sightseeing. It was there that I came across a rumor going viral about a phenomenon called the Dancing Lady, who terrorizes people at night. I was extremely skeptical, but I decided I would check it out to see if it was true.
Later that night, I had brought my camera with me, so I figured I would record everything I saw for proof. For the rest of the day, I got a little antsy while I waited for the sun to go down and for it to be late enough for me to explore. I was sure that none of the rumors were true, but I still felt pretty nervous about going out that late at night. I killed time by watching TV and picking out a little hole in the couch chair until it was time.
When it was finally dark enough, I grabbed my camera and headed out. I then started walking the streets of Serbia looking for any evidence of this supposed Dancing Lady. It was around 1 or 2 a.m., and completely deserted. There was nothing around; I guess everyone was asleep by that point. It was practically pitch black too. The only light was from the street lamps and the reflective light shining from the moon in the sky.
I felt a little uneasy, as I was in a different country and didn’t know what to expect. I started feeling like my paranoia was getting to me, like I was being watched. For a second, I thought about turning back, but I decided to go through with it because I was sure that it was all in my head. As I walked around the area with my camera, I didn’t see a thing. I was startled by a few rats at one point, but other than that, I was apparently the only living thing out there at that time of night.
After a couple of hours, I was ready to call it a night. That’s when I saw a figure ahead of me. I couldn’t make out who or what this figure was. All I saw was that it was moving awkwardly. I started to move in a little closer to get a better glance at this thing. I then got a little closer… and then a little more… until I could make out that the figure was some woman dancing like a lunatic. If I had to describe it, I would say that it looked like someone vomiting while flailing their arms wildly. It was like no dancing that I had ever seen before. The movements were jerky and random, and it didn’t look fully human.
I got even closer, and by this point, I was totally mesmerized by this woman. I began to film her, scared out of my mind at the idea that this could be the woman that everyone was talking about. Then she slowly turned around to face me. That’s when I was greeted by the scariest face I had ever seen. She was giving me this giant, terrifying smile that made her look like some sort of demon. I was scared out of my mind and felt frozen to the spot where I stood.
The woman slowly moved towards me. Then she suddenly emitted a piercing shriek that made me wince at the sheer volume of it. She looked me dead in the eyes and, with the same horrifying smile on her face, she said, “Your mother’s soul is mine.” She then pulled knives out of nowhere and began to run straight at me. I decided to get the hell out of there and ran as fast as I could in the opposite direction. I could hear her chasing me, and I forced myself to go even faster. I ran non-stop for what felt like forever.
I finally made it to my hotel and ran inside. I didn’t stop until I was in my room with the door locked behind me. I looked out of the window to see if the woman had followed me there, but I saw nothing. The street was empty. I watched the footage from my camera to make sure that I wasn’t going crazy, but it was all there. I was still amazed but also creeped the hell out — it just looked so unnatural. The scream was still ringing in my ears.
I decided to go to bed to try to sleep it off. Later that night, I was still awake. I had been tossing and turning all night. I couldn’t get what the woman had said about my mother out of my mind. Her soul was hers? What the hell did that even mean? I decided to call my mom despite it being 4:30 in the morning. I just needed to be sure she was okay. But when I called her, I heard the most shocking thing ever. My mom picked up and started crying… crying like a maniac.
“Mom! Mom! What is it? What’s wrong?”
[Music]
…
“Oh…”
“Hello sir, please open the door. We have important news that we need to disclose to you.”
“Hello sir, you need to answer the door, or we’re going to have to open it ourselves.”
“Sir, are you all right? I… I’m so sorry, but your father just called and said he’s been trying to get in touch with you. Your mother has passed away unexpectedly. I’m so sorry for your loss.”
“No… why…”
“It’s okay, sir. You’re gonna be all right.”
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