It's in the middle of November, and the elements are raging very aggressively outside. It seems the blizzard was just way too extreme that it knocked off the power completely. And so, you are left all alone in this cold dark house.
By all means the house is yours. Of course! It's not like you wondered into some scary haunted house or something like that. No!... in fact, you are lying down peacefully in your bedroom while texting with a friend on WhatsApp.
As you're texting this particular friend, you suddenly get a notification from your boss. It reads:
Hey, we've got another job for you-
The Levinsky family has a funeral coming up at the old Temple of Shalom Jewish church and we want you to go cover the event.
This text leaves you a bit unease. I mean you had never taken a job at a funeral before right? So of course you were to feel some type of way. But nonetheless, this was the job and you needed the money so... you accept the offer.
Morning comes and you start your preparations for the funeral: You freshen up, eat some breakfast, prepare your equipment, and then call a cab. And while you are waiting for the cab to get here, you make sure you double check all your equipments properly.
Here that?... It's the Cab's horn! The driver must be here and so you grab your equipments, grab your snow coat, get out of the house, and finally, you lock the front door of your apartment before getting into the cab.
Inside the taxi, you notice the driver keeps trying to make small talk. He keeps on blabbing things like:
So you heading to a funeral ey? Who died?
Before bursting into a loud annoying little chuckle. Then, after about 2 hours of driving and constant blabbering, you arrive at Little Rock cemetery.
You get down from the cab and immediately, you are welcomed by an older looking lady.
Oh good! You're the photographer right?
She says and you reply:
Yes. Yes I am.
She then directs you to your spot in the funeral service so you can begin setting up your camera equipments for filming.
Once you arrive at your spot, you begin setting up your tri pod, lenses, reflectors, and main cameras in order to record the event. Then once everything has been properly set up, you begin the recording: you start by recording the Rabbi whom is leading the prayers and the Mourners Kaddish, then you take some shots of the grieving family members whom are seating in the front, then finally you take a shot of the casket as it is being lowered into the ground. The casket, by the way, is a simple and fine wooden coffin with no embellishments on it whatsoever.
Moving on, as the family and other attendees begin taking turns shoveling dirt unto the casket, you notice something through your camera lens. Something that didn't quite make sense. So you decide to zoom in closer a little closer. The closer you zoom in, the clearer the image becomes right until... the image becomes completely visible.
What the hell?...
You mutter to yourself after spotting a strange looking lady standing very far away in she bushes as she watches the funeral go on.
Startled and curious by this strange encounter, you take a picture of the uninvited guest so you could show it to the Levinsky family. But once the camera flashes and the shot is taken, the strange lady mysteriously disappears.
So immediately the funeral comes to an end, you rush to Mrs Levinsky, the deceased's wife, to show her the strange picture you took. But immediately she sees that strange lady in the picture, she begins to panic and scream so hard that her family members drag her away from you.
Once you get back home, you begin to panic and feel unnerved by what happened with Mrs Levinsky in the cemetery. So, you take a seat in your study, turn the lamp on, turn the computer, and then begin researching the mysterious photo you took.
Who the hell are you?...
You say to yourself in a curious tone as you head over to the online paranormal channel on your discord before posting the picture there for all to see with the caption:
Then immediately the picture uploads, you start to get a swarm of replies from different people. Some of which say:
Bro.... What the hell is that thing?
Dude, I think you got a witch for real!
and
Damn, that thing be scary af! I'm glad I wasn't the photographer...
For a moment, you feel a little sense of comfort and relief as you laugh and react to some of the comments but soon, a new anxiety seizes you once you received a notification from am unknown private chat.
Bro, you weren't suppose to see her.
The unknown person's message read.
What do you mean? Who the heck are you?
You reply back.
I'm a friend so trust me when I say that woman in the picture is evil.
The unknown person types again.
Evil? What are you talking about?...
You reply back feeling more nervous now.
Dude, I can't say much again.
Here, read this. It'll explain better:
לאחר שראית את הרוח, היא הייתה מבקרת אותך בלילה הבא כדי להעניק לך משאלה.
אבל היזהר! תפחד ממנה אפילו קצת עם ההתעוררות, והיא תהיה הדבר האחרון שאי פעם תראה.
It's in Hebrew but you can translate it yourself. It talks about the spirit of Amira from the old Jewish culture.
Bro, I honestly think you've been cursed.
Once you see the Hebrew text, you immediately go online to google an English translation and what it read was horrifying:
On reading this text, you begin panicking as you reply back to the unknown person
Dude! What the?...how do I fix this?
You don't. Look bud, just don't get scared. She'll let you live if you don't....
The unknown person replies one last time before leaving the chat.
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It has been hours since you received that scary message from the unknown user and still, you have refused to go to sleep. The fear of meeting with that evil spirit has been preventing you from sleeping and to make it much worse, your body is starting to get tired.
It's now 3:30 am and you are struggling to keep your eyes open. Slowly, your blinking begins to reduce both in tempo and repetitiveness just like a metronome's would right until... you fall asleep.
Soon, you start to feel a slight pressure on top of your forehead. It feels as though someone is rubbing their hands against your head. It takes a little while, but you finally wake up.
And once you see this terrifying looking spirit smiling at you, you flinch...