
Hosts share chilling personal encounters and listener stories about shadow people — from prison sightings and bedroom figures to the Hat Man, crawlers, and child-sized shadows. They examine folklore, sleep paralysis, and theories like djinn or interdimensional beings to explain why so many people report similar experiences.
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Host (possibly named Frank)
Welcome to another episode of Fringe Beyond Limits.
Bri
Breeze, muted.
Lynette
God damn it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, my gosh.
Lynette
I didn't mute.
Bri
Yeah, you hit mute. That's how you did. I don't remember clicking it.
Lynette
I was so confused. I'm like, why are you saying beyond? I said beyond.
Host (possibly named Frank)
You guys are killing me. You guys are really, really a good episode.
Bri
Killing me, killing me, killing me with his song.
Lynette
Oh, maybe I did do it. I think I did, actually. Oh, I did. I remember now.
Bri
It was a ghost.
Host (possibly named Frank)
It was a ghost.
Bri
How's everybody doing?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Good. I am texting you guys a picture because this is happening in real time, whether or not people believe it or not. I just sent you a text with a picture. Please look at it very carefully. Let me know when you get it.
Bri
This doesn't seem like good podcast material.
Host (possibly named Frank)
It really isn't.
Lynette
I see it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Okay, what number are we?
Lynette
190.
Bri
190.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Now look at the top left and the top right.
Lynette
I'm confused.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Out of all the shows podcasts on Apple, we are 190.
Lynette
Oh, I see what you're making me look at now.
Bri
Got it.
Lynette
This is top shows in all categories, right? Look at that.
Bri
How did that actually like us?
Host (possibly named Frank)
I hope not.
Bri
Nobody likes us.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I hope not. I think they listen just to bitch about us in the water cooler the next day.
Bri
Or they feel bad for us 190 and we can't even get ourselves off mute.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I know, right? We're still messing up left and right. Jesus, that's nifty. That is pretty nifty. That is very nifty.
Bri
So anyway, I mean, we're, like, behind American Scandal.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. So every once in a while, you know, stupid things get popular, you know. That's a good thing to have, you know, under my belt now.
Bri
Can't wait to put it on my resume.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, right.
Lynette
Oh, yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right. Well, tonight, what are we talking about? Do you guys know? You guys excited? Let's go.
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Shadow.
Bri
Shadows.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Shadow people.
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Shadow.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yes. So I have you. You guys have seen shadow people, right?
Lynette
Oh, yeah. I have not.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, you haven't?
Bri
No, no.
Lynette
I'm the one that don't get to see things. For some reason, things run away from me.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Yeah. I came face to face with one in Missouri State Penitentiary. And then, Lynette, you and I saw one in on death row there too.
Bri
Death row?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Yeah. That was a wild night.
Bri
That was. That was a wild night. And that was the creepiest. Like, that was not, like, cute. I don't know how to describe it. It wasn't really your standard shadow person. Like. No, it was like. How do you describe it? Like spidery long legs and like.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Like low to the.
Bri
Crawling on the ground, like fours. But it's. But was higher in the air, like, if a person were.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. So take Slender Man. Right. With all his tentacles, and put it into the size of, like, a dog, right?
Bri
Yeah, yeah.
Lynette
Spider dog.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Spider dog. Slender Dog.
Bri
Ooh, there we go.
Lynette
I like the new concept. Yes. Put that on creepy pasta.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. So no, we can rent out Missouri State Penitentiary, just us, just for, like,
Bri
a measly, like, $10,000 or something, right?
Host (possibly named Frank)
No, it's like 1500. It's. It's very affordable.
Bri
I thought they wanted, like, a bajillion dollars.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No, that was Juliet.
Bri
Oh, the one close to home.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, the one in my backyard. Yeah. They want, like, $3,000 for, like, four hours. And. And we can go to where Shawshank was. I can't remember the name of it now off the top of my head. Where Shawshank was filmed on a Saturday. On a Friday or Saturday night, we can get it for three grand. And then during the week, Sunday through Thursday is 1500. I'm like, oh, I will definitely take a few days off to pay 1500 to go there.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
You know you think about it, all we need is seven other people and is 150 bucks each.
Bri
I mean, if we're 190 on the. On the charts.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Right. We should be able to get people to come with us.
Bri
Yeah. They might die, though.
Host (possibly named Frank)
They won't.
Lynette
No.
Bri
They might kill us.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Yes.
Lynette
They may actually see our faces and be like, oh, that's what you guys look like. I don't want to listen to you.
Bri
I thought you were taller.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. I thought you were gonna be like
Lynette
Wilson, who thought you looked like Fabio.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, well, I do. I do. What do you mean?
Bri
Fabio with a haircut.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah.
Bri
Look like Fabio.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I do. I got. I got chesticles.
Bri
Chesticles. That sounds gross.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I know.
Bri
That does sound really gross.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right, so anyway, I just wanted to spring that on you. This. That. That was happening in real time.
Bri
So we're big time, Odell.
Host (possibly named Frank)
We. Big time. All right, so let's get started here with. With shadow people. It's 3:17am exactly 3:17am you don't know why you woke up, but your eyes are open now, adjusting slowly to a room that feels just slightly unfamiliar. Not different enough to panic, but different enough to notice. The air feels heavier, like the silence itself has weight. You listen carefully, expecting to hear something. A house settling, distant traffic, a faint hum. But there's nothing. Just stillness. The kind of stillness that doesn't feel natural. The kind that makes you wonder. Something changed while you were asleep. Then you feel it, that subtle shift in awareness that doesn't come from your eyes or your ears, but from somewhere deeper. Something older, something instinctual. It's not a thought, it's not a sound. It's a knowing you are not alone. Your eyes drift slowly toward the corner of the room. At first, there's nothing. Just shadow layered over shadow. But your brain begins doing what it always does. It starts trying to make sense of the dark. It connects shapes. It fills in gaps. It searches for something recognizable. And then it locks in. A figure standing there. Too tall to be furniture, too solid to be shadow, too still to be anything that belongs in your room. You freeze. Not because you choose to, but because something deep inside you has already decided this matters. The figure doesn't move, not even slightly. But something about it feels aware, like it knows you're looking. Like it's been waiting for you to notice. Your chest tightens. Your breathing slows. Time stretches in a way that doesn't feel normal. Every second feels longer than it should. And in that moment, your entire world narrows down to one thing. That shape in the corner. You blink and it's gone. But your body doesn't calm down. Your heart doesn't slow, because something inside you is still saying the same thing. You saw something. So has that ever happened to any of you guys? Just out of curiosity. Just waking up and thinking you saw a figure?
Lynette
Yes.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, tell me about it, actually. Yeah, tell me about it.
Lynette
Oh, it's just random times where I will wake up and I think I see a figure, but then my eyes focus and it's like something else in my room. I know. I do remember. I guess I'm trying to remember when it was. I think it was in high school. I remember waking up and then seeing, like, a girl, like, figure standing at the end of my bed.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, so you have had a paranormal experience?
Bri
Yeah, I guess.
Host (possibly named Frank)
It's funny, the more we talk, the more you're like, oh, maybe I have had some shit happen.
Lynette
See, it's one of those things where it's just like. Then my mind clears up. It's like, oh, wait, did I really see. That was my imagination. My imagination. Like, I don't. It just.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, but the same thing happens out in the field as well. Like, you know, like, I'm just like, did I really see that? You know? And then you just have to say, yeah, I did. I saw it with my own eyes. Not somebody else's eyes. My own eyes.
Bri
I thought we were being nice.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I am being nice. Like, you know how everyone says no, yeah. No, everyone says, you know, with my own eyes. I. I heard it with my ears. So I'm like, what else would you hear it with? Who else's ears? That's all. I'm just making fun of that saying.
Lynette
That's all I said. I think I said, I remember another time. Okay, not when I shot a figure, but, like, in the same bedroom. This is the one where, like, I think. I don't know if Misty says anything about it, but Carrie says that that area was always haunted. That bedroom. I was sitting there, and all of a sudden, like, one of my hangers just flew. Not flew, but, like. Like, if you were to, like, grab some, like, a clothing off of a hanger and it does swinging, it kind of did that motion. I looked at it. I was like, whoever did that, stop it. And then I looked away, like, yelled at it. And I'm like. Because I'm like, I didn't think of anything of it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
See? See, you've had shit happen.
Bri
It only took us, like, how many years to get here?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, right? Two. Two and a. Almost Two and a half.
Lynette
I haven't thought about that in forever, so obviously I couldn't. Remember last time we talked about it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. 26 months later, you finally come to a realization that, oh, I have had stuff happen. Well, congratulations. See?
Lynette
Thank you.
Host (possibly named Frank)
You're no longer. You're one of us.
Lynette
I'm still waiting for us to go to an actual place and we meet, experiencing something.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Sure, I get that. But again, you know, sometimes people need to have their mind clear and not in the anticipation of potentially seeing something. To see something.
Lynette
Because I give myself too much anxiety when we go.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Well, there you go. So you're so you. So you give yourself anxiety and maybe the spiritual, like, oh, she's way too anxious. We don't want to make her worse.
Lynette
And they don't show themselves because they're so nice.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I mean, some of them are.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
So, Ms. Lynette, have you had a person staring at you in the corner of your room? That wasn't me.
Bri
On many occasions, I usually throw my slipper at it and make sure it's not you.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Okay.
Bri
Yeah.
Lynette
There's always.
Bri
I feel like I've seen this one a few times, actually. Remember, I was on the phone with you, and I saw.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, my goodness.
Bri
I saw something when I was on the phone.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Is that your townhouse?
Bri
No, it was just while I was down here. It was only a few months. Like, okay, maybe less than a year ago.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Okay. I'm trying to. I'm trying.
Bri
But we were on the phone, and I'm like, I just saw a man standing in front of.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, yes, I do remember that. Yes, I do remember that.
Bri
Yeah. I've seen the same man before, especially when I lived in Illinois. Like when I would walk into our. Our bathroom or our closet, just kind of out of the corner of my eye, just standing there, and I'm like, okay, you need to get out of the bathroom. This is rude. But then I saw him again, standing next to my bed. But it was like, when we talk, like, five in the evening, five in the afternoon, whatever.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, yeah.
Bri
I mean, they. They startle me because it's like, wait, what are you doing there? But, like, I.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right, so that was weird. Little power surge, shut everything off, and now we're back.
Lynette
And he also had your little moment there with that imaginary guy.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. You know, sorry. I was bobbing and weaving.
Bri
You know, bobbing and weaving.
Lynette
That.
Bri
That happened as soon as you said, I don't have any fear of anything paranormal, and then won't.
Host (possibly named Frank)
And then. Yeah, yeah.
Lynette
And then we Asked you if you had any experience?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, yeah, I've had a couple here and there. And especially in. In this current house that I live in. Like, I'll. I'm up late all the time, and I'll get up to go get a drink of water and I'll swear that I just saw something. And then I get that creepy feeling and then I yell at it and tell it to leave.
Bri
That's not very nice.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Well, I mean, I don't, like, yell because then I'd wake up my wife and then I'd be in trouble. But, like, I sternly talk to it. Yeah.
Lynette
And a question. Have you dogs ever noticed it?
Host (possibly named Frank)
You know, I don't know. There was one time where there was a. There was a big bang. Missy and I were watching a show or a movie, and we're in the bedroom, dogs are on, and there was a big bang. And it's like 11 o' clock at night, and the dogs reacted. So I'm like, okay, everyone heard that. And there was nothing. Like, it sounded like something fell in the kitchen, and there was nothing that was out of place in the whole house. Like, I even went into the garage to make sure, so.
Bri
That's nice of you. Every time I hear a bang and I know stuff falls or cracks, JT is just like, I don't know, it's probably nothing, so I gotta go check.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, God, I can't wait. You're gonna be the first person to die in that house. GT is gonna be second. He's like, babe, babe. And just walks into a nice.
Bri
Can you give me a. Can you give me some water while you're up?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, right. You're. You're hanging.
Bri
Strung up by my big toe, right?
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right, let's see. All right, so shadow people are not simply shadows. And that distinction matters more than people realize. When witnesses describe these encounters, they are rarely vague or uncertain. In fact, the descriptions are often strikingly consistent, even among individuals who have never spoken to each other, who come from completely different backgrounds, cultures, and belief systems. These figures are almost always humanoid in shape, upright, proportioned like a person with a defined head, shoulders, and limbs. But beyond that outline, there is nothing. No facial features, no clothing details, no texture, just a complete absence of light. Not the kind of darkness created by a shadow cast from a nearby object, but something deeper. Something that appears to absorb the light around it rather than reflect it. Witnesses often describe them as blacker than black, like looking into a void that happens to be shaped like a human being. Some say it looks like A cutout, like a piece of reality, has been removed and replaced with something else entirely. And despite the lack of detail, the shape is unmistakable. The brain recognizes it instantly as something human. But what truly separates these encounters from simple visual misinterpretation is not what people see. It's what, what they feel. There's almost always a presence, a sensation that someone or something is there. Not imagined, not suspected, but known. It's the same feeling you get when someone walks into a room behind you without making a sound. And somehow you just know they're there. That awareness exists beneath conscious thought. It doesn't require evidence. It doesn't wait for confirmation. And in these encounters, that instinct activates fully. People report a heaviness in the air, a pressure in the room, a shift in atmosphere that feels almost tangible. Some describe it as being watched. Others describe it as being observed. And while those two ideas may sound similar, they carry very different weight. Watching is passive. Observing feels intentional. That distinction is what keeps people coming back to this phenomenon. Because even when logic provides an explanation, the experience itself resists being dismissed so easily. So long before modern science attempted to explain these encounters, long before electricity lit up the night and removed much of the darkness from human experience, people were already documenting encounters with shadow like beings. And what makes this especially compelling is not just the existence of these accounts, but how similar they are across cultures that had no connection to one another. In Islamic tradition, there exists the concept of the jinn being said to be created from smokeless fire, existing in a realm that overlaps with our own. They are not inherently good or evil, but they are often described as unpredictable, aware and capable of interacting with human world in subtle ways. While they're usually invisible when they are perceived, they are sometimes described as dark, shifting forms, humanoid in shape, but lacking clear detail. Not entirely physical, but not entirely immaterial either. In Native American Choctaw folklore, there is the Nalusa falaya, a tall, shadow like entity said to feed on negative emotions. It does not attack directly. It does not reveal itself fully. Instead, it lingers. It watches. It influences from a distance. Children were warned not to dwell too long in fear or sadness, because that is when the shadows begin to notice them. In Japan, stories speak of the kaj ona, or shadow woman. Unlike traditional spirits, this entity does not appear as a full figure. Instead, it manifests as a shadow cast on the walls, often moving independently of any physical source. Witnesses describe seeing the silhouette shift, turn, or even face them, despite there being nothing present to create the shadow in the first place. Across Europe. References to shadows appear in various traditions. These are not ghosts in the modern sense, but remnants, fragments, echoes of something that once existed. They're often described as lacking form, appearing as dark silhouettes that linger in specific places, tied to events or emotions that have long since passed. Different names, different interpretations, but the same core idea repeats over and over again. Dark, human shaped figures. Silent, observing, existing just beyond clear perception. Not every shadow person experience begins with fear. In fact, many start so subtly that they are almost ignored. One man working late nights began noticing something small, something easy to dismiss. Out of the corner of his eye, he would catch movement near the doorway of his office. Not fast, not dramatic, just enough to register. Each time he turned to look directly, there was nothing there. The hallway remained empty, the room unchanged. At first, he shrugged it off as fatigue. After all, he had been staring at screens for hours. His eyes strained, his mind focused. It made sense that his perception might not be perfect. But it kept happening, night after night, always under the same conditions. Low lighting, late hours, a quiet environment where even the smallest movement became noticeable. Eventually, he started paying closer attention. The figure only appeared in his peripheral vision. It never showed itself directly. It never moved when he was looking straight at it. He began experimenting with the environment. He increased the lighting in the room, reducing the amount of shadow and contrast. He adjusted his schedule, making sure he was getting proper sleep instead of pushing himself into exhaustion. Within a few days, the figure stopped appearing entirely. No dramatic ending, no confrontation, just a quiet disappearance. For many, this is most likely explanation. The brain operating under less than ideal conditions, attempting to interpret incomplete visual information and occasionally getting it wrong. Peripheral vision is highly sensitive to motion, but poor at detail, making it easy for the brain to misinterpret shifting light or subtle movement as something more defined. And yet, even in cases like this, there's often a lingering question. Not about what was seen, but about how real it felt in the moment. What do you guys. What do you guys think of. Do you guys get scared at all over any of that, or is it just like, oh, all right, there's a humanoid shadow in my room and I'm going to roll over and go back to sleep now?
Bri
Well, that sounds like what Brie does, because she's like, I don't have any paranormal experiences.
Lynette
That's pretty much what I. It's funny because, like, if I go into a place, like when we go to, like, the baby mansions, I mean, like, I think I'm like, oh my God, I'm gonna see these things. Don't look like it's Kind of like when I get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I look down because I'm afraid
Bri
to look up and see something.
Lynette
But like when my. Like you said, when my mind shut off and I see it, I don't think anything of it and I'm like, eh, yeah. Or I yell at it, thinking like, hey, go away.
Bri
And then I just roll around, you know?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, yeah. Because you're just. You're relaxed.
Bri
Yeah, yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
So.
Bri
Well, I just like what you said earlier in the. In the previous segment about the sensation because it reminded me of when we were at Missouri State Penn. Because we were just. We were on death row. We couldn't hear the tour guide talking to the front of the group because it's obviously narrow corridors. You know, we are the very back of the group. We're sitting with the security guard and we're just chit chatting, whatever, talking low. But we're just, you know, we're not even talking about. I don't think anything paranormal. I think we were just like, you know, what do you do on your day job? You know, whatever, that sort of thing. And you and I both look up and look down the other end of the hall at the same time and we're like. Like we both sensed it. Yeah, we both saw it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah.
Bri
So that was cool. I know that didn't answer your question, but I wanted to circle back on that because you sparked that memory.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, no. No worries.
Bri
But yeah, when I see the shape and I'm like, I see them so often and I see them in my periphery, I'm actually excited when I can see them straight on because that doesn't happen often. But yeah, it's every once in a while and they don't linger long. But like, I've never been able to stare long at it.
Lynette
You know, isn't it more common that you see off your peripheral, like, rather than actually full on, like it.
Bri
It's just the rods in your eyes are on the outside and they catch motion. That's how we've evolved to avoid pred. Avoid predators and being eaten by lions for some reason.
Lynette
I thought you were gonna say avoid hitting walls.
Bri
Well, that doesn't work for me because I run into walls all the time.
Host (possibly named Frank)
What is happening? All right, so not every shadow person experience begins with fear. In fact, many start so subtly that they are almost ignored. One man working late nights began noticing something small, something easy to dismiss out of the. Did I read that already?
Bri
You. You did all of this? Yeah. Oh, now you're in section three.
Lynette
Yeah, here's section four.
Bri
Oh, section four is because I don't
Lynette
remember the part number line 88. I don't remember that part.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right, so. All right, let me just start over. All right. So not every encounter stays rooted in fear. Sometimes the human response shifts in unexpected ways. One man began noticing a shadow figure near the entrance to his kitchen late at night. At first, it unsettled him. The figure appeared consistently, always in the same spot, always standing still. It never approached, never moved. Just existed at the edge of his awareness. For a while, he avoided looking directly at it. That instinctive reaction kicked in, the one that suggests that if you don't fully acknowledge something, maybe it won't fully exist. But curiosity has a way of overriding fear. Eventually, he began testing it. He would glance toward the spot without turning his head, completely confirming that it was there every time. The same height, same shape, same stillness. After a while, the fear began to fade. Not because the situation made sense, but because it became predictable. And then it became irritating. Night after night, the same figure doing absolutely nothing. Just standing there like it had nothing better to do. One evening, after a long day, exhausted and frustrated, he finally spoke out loud. If we're going to keep showing up, he said, you could at least help with the dishes. That sounds like something I would say.
Lynette
Yeah, but you would, frankly, because you
Bri
wouldn't want to get in trouble for yelling.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Exactly.
Bri
Missy would yell at you 100%.
Host (possibly named Frank)
The figure didn't respond. It didn't move immediately, but then slowly began to fade. Not instantly, but gradually. Like something withdrawing from the space. And after that night, it never returned. No explanation, no resolution. Just a strange moment where humor seemed to disrupt whatever pattern had been occurring.
Bri
He didn't want to do dishes. Nobody likes doing dishes.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, dude, dishes are the worst.
Lynette
I know. I do them all the time.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Ugh. Yucky. Yucky. So. Some experiences, however, do not fade so easily. A woman woke suddenly in the middle of the night with an overwhelming sense that something was wrong. Her body felt heavy, pinned in place, unresponsive. She tried to move, but nothing happened. Panic rose quickly as she realized she had no control. Her eyes scanned the room, searching for anything that might explain the feeling. And then she saw it. At the foot of her bed, a figure stood completely black. No detail, no movement. Just there. Slowly, it began to move. Not walking, not stepping, but shifting forward onto the bed. She felt the mattress dip beneath its heavy weight, felt pressure build against her chest, as if something were physically pressing down on her. Her breathing became Shallow, strained. She tried to scream, but no sound came out. The figure leaned closer and closer until it was inches from her face.
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Dude.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah?
Lynette
Remember that dream I told you about? It could have been a dream that I woke up and that, like.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, yeah.
Lynette
Black figure was, like, tapping at me and I couldn't move.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Another. Another experience.
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Three.
Bri
Three. We've learned about three in the last 20 minutes.
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Lynette
In this first 30 seconds that my. My memory is not really working today.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Today.
Lynette
Put on mute today.
Host (possibly named Frank)
We've been doing this for 26 months.
Lynette
It's gotten worse in the last 16 weeks.
Bri
Okay, all right, all right.
Lynette
I have an excuse.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, sure you do. Excuses, excuses.
Lynette
That's my excuse, and I'm going with it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right. So it kept getting closer and closer until it was inches from her face. There were no features, no eyes, no mouth. But she knew with absolute certainty that it was looking directly at her. Then suddenly, it was gone. Her body released. Instantly, she sat upright, gasping for air, the room completely empty. Everything normal again. Experiences like this are often explained as sleep paralysis, a state in which the body remains temporarily immobilized while the mind wakes. During this state, dream imagery can overlap with waking perception, creating vivid, often terrifying hallucinations. But for those who experience it, the explanation does not fully erase the memory because it does not feel like a dream. It feels like something happened. Among all shadow figures, one stands out with striking consistency across the world. The Hat man.
Bri
Shut up.
Lynette
I like the Batman story.
Bri
Yeah?
Host (possibly named Frank)
You never heard of that?
Bri
Well, I don't know. Is that the guy I'm seeing in my bathroom all the time? He's always wearing a hat and, like a trench coat kind of thing.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Is it like a top hat?
Bri
Like, it's not a full. It's like in between. I don't know, the different hat styles. It's not like a bowler cap, but it's. It's structured hat. It's not like a baseball cap, like
Host (possibly named Frank)
a gunslinger cowboy hat.
Bri
No.
Lynette
Or is it like. Like whether it's round on top or flat on top, but like the rim around. There's a rim going around.
Bri
There's a rim all the way around. Yeah.
Lynette
And it's completely flat. Yeah, that's. That's the hat man.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Are you sure it's not a yarmulke?
Lynette
Those don't have rims.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I'm just. I'm just throwing it out there.
Bri
You got 20 inch rim,
Lynette
Tony trims.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right, so the hat man. Witnesses from different countries, different cultures, and different age groups describe the same Figure, tall, broad shouldered, wearing what appears to be a wide, brimmed hat, sometimes accompanied by the outline of a long coat. He does not rush, does not attack, does not speak. He stands. He watches. One teenager described waking up in the middle of the night, unable to move, and his eyes drifted toward the doorway, where he saw a man standing. Not a shadow in the vague sense, but a defined silhouette. The brim of the hat was unmistakable. The posture was deliberate. Minutes passed without movement. The figure simply observed them. The fear was not sudden or explosive. It was slow, heavy, building in a way that felt oppressive. Then, after what felt like an eternity, the figure tilted its head slightly. A small movement, but enough to confirm something deeply unsettling. It was aware. Then it stepped backward into the darkness and disappeared. The witness later reflected on the experience, saying he did not feel like the figure was there to harm him. He felt like it was there to see him. Is that how you feel, Lynette? Like he's there to see you and observe?
Bri
Yeah. He doesn't do anything, doesn't move. Just watching.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Okay.
Bri
Yeah.
Lynette
Yeah. Like the hat was.
Bri
I had to look it up.
Lynette
Sorry. Go ahead, Lynette.
Bri
Oh, no, no, that's okay. I had to look up the kind of hat. It kind of reminded me. Like a Great Gatsby kind of hat. Does that make sense?
Lynette
Yeah.
Bri
Like it's rounded on top, but there's a brim that goes all the way around. Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Makes sense.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Not all shadow figures remain featureless. Some look back. And when they do, witnesses almost always describe the same thing. Eyes. Not human eyes. Not reflective, like an animal caught in light, but glowing. Usually red, sometimes faint, sometimes intense, but always wrong in a way that's hard to explain. The presence changes when eyes are involved. It stops feeling like something vague in the room and becomes something aware of you. And awareness shifts the entire experience from uncertainty to confrontation. One man described an experience that started subtly, almost easy to ignore. He began feeling like someone was standing in the hallway outside his bedroom late at night, not hearing anything, not seeing anything, just feeling it. Night after night, the same sensation. Eventually, curiosity overcame hesitation. One night, he felt his bedroom door slightly open and waited. He woke sometime in the early morning hours without knowing why. The room was dim, lit faintly by a hallway light that had been left dying. His eyes adjusted slowly, and that's when he saw it. At the far end of the hallway, a figure stood completely black. No detail, no movement. And then his brain caught something it couldn't ignore. Two points of right. Not bright, not glowing, like a light Source, but present, like embers, fixed exactly where eyes should be. He didn't move, didn't breathe. He just stared. And the figure stared back. Seconds passed, stretching into something longer. Then slowly, almost in. I can't say that word.
Bri
Imperceptibly.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Thank you. Imperceptibly. The figure leaned to one side, not stepping, not shifting its feet, just tilting slightly, as if trying to see him better. That small movement shattered whatever control he had. He slammed his bedroom door and turned on every light he could reach. When he finally opened the door again, the hallway was empty. But the light had been on the entire time. There should have been no shadows that deep, no place for something like that to exist. The detail that stayed with him wasn't just the sight. It was the feeling, the certainty that whatever he saw wasn't random. It was focused, intentional. And watching. So the more and more I read about all the strangest, the more and more I kind of go back to the Djinn.
Bri
Being the Watcher. Kind of like, is it being the
Host (possibly named Frank)
Watcher and also just being these experiences that we have, you know, like, a lot of it sounds like what a jinn would do. And I want to meet a jinn. If they're real, I want to have a conversation with them.
Lynette
You want to meet every entity?
Host (possibly named Frank)
I do. I do. I just want to. You know, I want to make myself known. They should know me as well as I should know them.
Lynette
You just want to cuddle with them?
Host (possibly named Frank)
I mean. I mean, I'm not going to say no if they ask.
Bri
Interview with a Gin.
Host (possibly named Frank)
You know what? That could be a great book anyway.
Bri
Steal my ideas.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, of course. Some shadow figures do something even more unsettling than watching they move. But not like anything. Not like anything human would. Witnesses describe limbs bending at impossible angles, bodies shifting in ways that don't match anatomy. Movements that feel too fast or too fluid at the same time. These are often referred to as crawlers or distorted figures. And they trigger a different kind of fear. Not just presence, not just awareness, but something fundamentally wrong. Lynette, you had a crawler, right?
Bri
Yeah. Oh, yeah. I forgot about that one. That one. I don't know if it was a shadow, though. I saw a detail.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, really?
Bri
But I think the one that we saw at the prison was a crawler. Because he was on. Off. On all fours.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Right.
Bri
Even though it was, like, human shape.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Right? Right.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right. One woman described staying in a rental home while traveling for work. The house itself was quiet. Nothing unusual. Nothing that would suggest anything out of place. The first night passed without incident. The second night, she woke up briefly, but didn't think much of it. It was the third night that changed everything. She woke up slowly, not fully conscious, just enough to be aware of the room. Her eyes drifted upward, and at first she thought she was seeing a shadow cast by something outside. But then it moved slowly, deliberately. Something was crawling across the ceiling. Its limbs stretched too far, bent too sharply. The motion didn't match anything natural. It wasn't walking, wasn't climbing like an animal. It was something in between, something trying to move, like a body without fully understanding how a body works. It moved toward the corner of the room and stopped. And then it turned. She couldn't see a face. There were no features, but she knew it was looking at her. Her body locked instantly. Full paralysis. She couldn't move, couldn't react. A force to watch it as it remained there, suspended above her. Then, without warning, it darted fast, faster than anything should move in a space like that. It vanished into the corner, and the room returned to stillness. When she finally regained movement, she turned on every light in the house. She didn't sleep there again. What makes these encounters so intense isn't just what is seen. It's how wrong it feels. The brain is incredibly good at recognizing human movement. And when something violates those expectations, it triggers a deeper level of fear. Not just something is there, but something is there that shouldn't be able to exist. Lynette, did your crawler guy move weird like that?
Bri
Oh, yeah. Like, it had. It was humanoid in shape. It had a bony ant, like, or like praying mantis type of face. But its limbs were almost like a bug. Like they were very long and spindly, but they jutted out. You know what I mean? Like hyperextended. And. And. Yeah, and it cranked its head like the way a prank. Prank mantis would, like, move its head.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, weird.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right.
Bri
And I wasn't. I think I told you this story. I was in the bathroom.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yes, you did.
Bri
Yeah. And my dog was growling at it. So that. That's what scared me. It's like, oh, that's just me. My dog sees this.
Host (possibly named Frank)
That is crazy. When you get a reaction from either someone else in the room or another animal in the room, you're like, are
Bri
you seeing this too?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. That is pretty wild.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
So then there are smaller ones, child sized figures that move differently, behave differently, and create a different kind of unease. They're often described as quick, darting, curious, not aggressive, not looming, but present in a way that feels almost aware In a quieter sense. One woman recalled seeing them when she was a child. It started when she was around 7 or 8 years old. night, she would wake up and see small shapes moving around her room. At first, she assumed they were shadows, the kind that shift when cars pass by outside or when light changes slightly. But over time, she began to notice patterns. The figures weren't random. They moved with purpose. They would dart from one side of the room to the other, pause behind furniture, peek out slightly, then disappear again. It became something she expected, something that almost felt like part of the nighttime itself. She wasn't afraid at first, just curious. It felt like something separate from her world, but existing alongside it. That changed one night when one of the figures didn't hide. Instead of darting away, it stepped fully into view. Small, human shaped, completely dark, standing in the open space of her room. It didn't move, didn't react. Just stood there, watching. That was the first time fear said it. She turned on the light. Immediately the figure disappeared. And after that night, the experience became less frequent until they eventually stopped entirely. Many people report similar experiences as children, often growing out of them as they age. The common explanation points to imagination, developing perception, and the brain's tendency to blur the line between internal and external reality at younger ages. But again, the consistency of behavior peeking, hiding, watching raises questions that don't fit neatly into a simple explanation. Subshadow figures carry a different kind of weight. They don't dart, don't crawl, don't shift unpredictably. They stand still, silent, cloaked or hooded, often resembling something ancient, something symbolic, something. These are frequently associated with moments of emotional intensity, particularly around illness, loss, or transition. A man describes sitting in a hospital room late at night beside his father. The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of medical equipment. The steady rhythm of machines filled the silence. His father was asleep, and he sat quietly, watching, thinking, waiting. That's when he noticed something in the corner of the room. At first, he assumed it was a trick of the light, a shadow cast by something outside or by the machines themselves. But as he shifted slightly in his chair, the shape remained unchanged. It didn't move with the light. It didn't distort. It stood tall, cloaked, hooded. No face, no detail, Just a presence. He watched for several seconds, trying to make sense of what he was seeing. There was no fear at first, just confusion. Then the solo realization that whatever it was, it wasn't reacting to him. It wasn't moving, it wasn't acknowledging him. It was simply there. He looked away For a moment, unsure what to do, unsure of how to process what he was seeing. When he looked back, the figure was gone. His father passed away the following morning. Encounters like this are often interpreted as symbolic, the brain processing grief and anticipation. But for those who experience them, the timing, the stillness, the present itself feels like something more than internal. What pushes this phenomenon beyond simple explanation is repetition. Not just repeated experiences by one person, but repeated descriptions across multiple people with no connection to each other. In several apartment buildings across the United States, attendants have reported seeing the same type of figure in the same location within their living space. A tall, shadowy figure standing in a specific corner of a room, often appearing late at night, always in the same position, always behaving the same way. In some cases, new tenants report the figure before ever speaking to previous residents. Same corner, same height, same stillness. No communication between witnesses. No shared expectations. The hat man is another example of this pattern. People from different countries, different backgrounds, different belief systems describe the same figure with striking consistency. A tall man wearing a hat, standing silently observing sleep. Studies have documented what are known as intruder hallucinations, where individuals experiencing paralysis reported presence in the room, often accompanied by a shadow figure. Even among participants with no belief in the paranormal, the descriptions remain similar. These patterns don't prove anything on their own, but they do raise an important question. Why does the brain, under certain conditions, produce the same imagery across so many different individuals?
Bri
Who says it's the brain producing it?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Well, you know, that's a theory. You know, I mean, I'm not gonna.
Lynette
Science.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I'm not going to kick out science.
Bri
Okay, you know, so we are science.
Host (possibly named Frank)
We have to at least mention some science. You know, science does help with our investigations. They create all the gadgets and gizmos aplenty.
Bri
Yeah, I know.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. And. And they. And. And they charge. Charge a nice coin for that, too.
Bri
Oh, yeah, yeah, of course. For science.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, it's for science. Go, science. So one man described waking up in the middle of the night and heading toward his bedroom door. As he reached for the handle and opened it, he found himself face to face with something standing directly on the other side. Not across the room, not in the corner. Right there. Close enough that if it had been a person, they would have been within arm's reach. A shadow figure, human shaped, completely still. He froze instantly. The figure didn't move, didn't react. They stood there in silence for several seconds, locked in that moment of recognition. Then, without warning, it was gone. Not stepping away, not fading, just gone. Another woman reported seeing the same figure every night. For weeks. Always at the same time, always in the same spot near her bedroom door. It never moved, never approached. Just stood there, watching. Eventually, it stopped appearing. And what unsettled her most wasn't that it was gone. It was that she noticed. And for a moment, she missed it. That's a pretty lonely person.
Bri
Aw.
Host (possibly named Frank)
You know, that's sad.
Bri
You know, every time you read, watching, waiting, I keep singing Blink 182. I, like, want to jump in and be, like, commiserating.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Commiserating. I know. Oh, God, it's so funny. So now we've seen them in corners, in hallways, on ceilings, at the edge of perception and directly in front of us. Watching, waiting, commiserating. Sometimes doing nothing at all.
Lynette
That song is now stuck in my head.
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Thank you very much.
Bri
You're welcome.
Host (possibly named Frank)
And maybe that's the most unsettling part.
Bri
The song.
Host (possibly named Frank)
The song, yes. Because whatever they are, they don't seem to need to act. They just need to be there. So there's a detail that runs through almost every shadow person encounter. And it's easy to overlook because it isn't visual. It isn't something you see. It's something you feel. The presence. People describe it in different ways, but the meaning is always the same. The room changes before anything is seen. The air feels heavier, quieter, Almost like something has entered the space without making a sound. It's not the same as fear. Fear comes after. This comes first. A shift. A subtle awareness that something is there that wasn't there before.
Bri
There may be something there that wasn't there before.
Lynette
Just on a roll tonight.
Bri
There's so many words you're saying that are songs and I'm trying to bite my tongue. I'll be better.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No, no, that's fine. Keep going. A subtle awareness that something is there that wasn't there before. It doesn't rely on movement or sound. It doesn't require confirmation. It exists independently of what your eyes are telling you. Some describe it as being watched. Others describe it as being observed. And there is a difference. Being watched feels passive, like something is simply looking in your direction. Being observed feels active, intentional, like something is focusing on you specifically. That distinction shows up again and again in these encounters. A man once described waking up in the middle of the night with that exact sensation. Not fear, not panic, just awareness. He didn't move right away. He didn't open his eyes immediately. He just lay there feeling it. Something in the room had changed. When he finally opened his eyes, he didn't scan the entire space. He didn't need to he looked directly toward one corner and that's where it was. A figure already there, already in place. As if it had been standing there long before he woke up. He later said that this is the most unsettling part. Not that he saw something, but that it felt like whatever he saw had already been there, waiting long before he became aware of it. So, you know, with your guys experiences, do any of these descriptions, like, hit home with you?
Bri
No.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No. Okay.
Lynette
Just that one. Like. Like the psych. Similar sleep paralysis where like, they're on you and you can't move. Okay, that's like probably the only one. But other than that.
Bri
No.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No. Okay. One of the most unsettling patterns in these encounters is movement that doesn't match expectations. Not fast movement, not aggressive movement, but movement that feels wrong because of when it happens. A woman described waking up late one night, fully conscious. No paralysis, no confusion. She was awake, aware. Able to move. She glanced toward the corner of her room and noticed something standing there. At first she assumed it was a trick of the light. The shape was human. But she didn't feel immediate fear. Then she did something simple. She blinked. And when her eyes opened again, the figure was closer. Not dramatically closer. Not enough to trigger panic instantly, but enough to register. Enough that her brain immediately started trying to reconcile what had just happened. She stared at it, refusing to blink again, trying to confirm what she was seeing. The figure didn't move. It remained perfectly still. Seconds passed. Then her eyes watered slightly, forcing her to blink again. When she opened them, it was closer again. This time, the fear hit. Not because it moved. Because it only moved when she couldn't see it happening. It didn't walk. It didn't shift. It didn't transition from one position to another. It simply existed in a new place. She closed her eyes tightly, forcing herself not to look again. When she finally turned on the light, the room was empty. But the pattern stayed with her. Not the figure itself, but the way it moved. Or more accurately, the way it did it.
Bri
That's creepy.
Host (possibly named Frank)
That is creepy. It's like the. Like the video.
Bri
It's the tamp.
Host (possibly named Frank)
It's like. It's like that one video where, you know, you're looking, someone's looking down the hall and they have the lights off and they kind of see a figure. They turn the lights on. Nothing. They turn them off again and it's closer. And it keeps getting closer.
Bri
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Lynette
And then you jump. Cause it's right there, Samara.
Bri
In your face. There.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, yeah. There are cases where more than one Person reports the same encounter, and these are often the hardest to explain away. One such case involved two roommates who lived together for several years without incident. Nothing unusual, nothing out of the ordinary. Until one night, one of them mentioned seeing something in the hallway. A shadow figure, tall, still standing near the entrance of the living room. The second roommate laughed it off at first, assuming it was fatigue or imagination. But a few nights later, he experienced something similar. He woke up late, stepped out into the hallway and saw something standing at the far end. A figure, completely black, facing him. He froze immediately. The figure didn't move, didn't react. It simply stood there. After several seconds, it disappeared. The next morning, he mentioned it casually, almost joking, expecting his roommate to laugh. Instead, there was silence. Then recognition. They began comparing details. Height, position, behavior. Everything matched. Same location, same stillness, same presence. Neither had told the other specific details beforehand. There was no shared description to influence perception. And yet the experience aligned almost perfectly. After that, neither of them saw the figure again. No escalation, no continuation. Just a single overlap in experience that neither could fully explain. So now we step away from the grounded explanations and into something less comfortable. The idea that these figures are not creations of the brain, but something external. One of the most commonly discussed theories is that shadow people are interdimensional beings. Not ghosts, not spirits, but entities that exist in a layer of reality that overlaps with our own. In this theory, what people are seeing is not a full presence, but a partial one. A glimpse of something that exists just outside the range of normal perception. The lack of detail, the solid darkness, the absence of features, all of it could be explained by incomplete visibility, like trying to see something through a filter that only allows certain parts to come through. This could explain why they appear human shaped, but lack human detail. Why they seem aware but rarely interact directly.
Bri
Well, I need to stop you there.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, of course.
Bri
Your eyes and your brain are the filter.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yes, you're right.
Bri
And your eyes and your brain have formulated a structure of understanding that this means this and that means that. So it's almost like I don't know how I want to say what I want to say, but we're filtering out. Like there. There's our brain and our. I can't talk. I have all these ideas and they don't want to come out because my brain is filtering my words. But there's all this information out there that, that gets deduced because we, we. We only observe. Well, you know, the numbers. Like what, like 3% of our environment or something like ridiculously small?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, we. We see 1% of the light spectrum.
Bri
But I, I'm also like you're sitting in your room and you kind of ignore everything around you except for the task that you're focusing on. Because it's too much input for your brain to process and store. Even though it's all coming in through your eyeballs to your brain. But it gets stored and filtered and blah blah, blah. So how do we know that there isn't something actually there? It's just our brain is filtering it out as that can't be. So then it goes away. You know what I mean?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Like, yeah, I don't even think it's filtering. So our eyes can only perceive 1% of the light spectrum. Right. So what does it really seeing? It's not seeing the chair, the dresser, the door. It's seeing the light that we see bounce off of that. Right. So I wouldn't even say filtering. It's just that our eyes just can't perceive the other spectrums for whatever reason that we were created this way. You know, maybe it is simply for survival to where if we really saw what is around us, it would just be an overload and we would have panic attacks every time we open our eyes.
Bri
But it should eventually become normal, right?
Host (possibly named Frank)
Unless it just one would think, yeah. I mean, unless it is just something that our, our brains can't comprehend because we have all these other. Well, I mean maybe because we just have all these other processes going on at once. You know where. You know they say like animals, like dogs, cats, it's more instinct. Like they do have thought, but a lot of it is instinct to where we have a little instinct, but it's more of a thought out process, if that makes sense.
Bri
Yeah, it's because we've detached ourselves from the natural world that we, our instincts, we, we shove them aside and socially construct them as. Oh, your gut feeling, that's your instinct. But your gut feeling. Oh you're just being emotional. Oh you're, you're just really tired because you worked a lot today. You know what I mean? Like we rationalize it away instead of taking it for what it is, what we see, what we feel.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, I agree.
Bri
So we put ourselves in this mess.
Host (possibly named Frank)
It's, it's the powers that be that put us into this mess.
Bri
The almighty them, Them.
Host (possibly named Frank)
The real owners of this world. I would like to sit down and have a conversation with them.
Bri
With them? Yeah, I mean all of them.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Listen, I can be bought. I'm going to just reiterate this. I know I've mentioned it Before. But I will sell out the world. So, you know, for the right price, guys come, check me out.
Lynette
But then they talk to you, and you realize you have nothing.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Agreed? Agreed.
Bri
Yeah, well, you tried.
Host (possibly named Frank)
So this could explain why they appear human shape but lack human detail. Why they seem aware but rarely interact directly, while they're often seen in transitional states, moments when the brain itself is shifting between different levels of awareness. If this theory holds any truth, then shadow people are not intruding into our world. We are briefly intruding into theirs.
Lynette
Ooh.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Another theory suggests something darker. That shadow people are not neutral observers, but entities that feed on emotional states, particularly fear, stress and anxiety. In this interpretation, their presence is not random, it's triggered. They appear during moments of vulnerability, late at night, during periods of emotional strain, during sleep paralysis, when the body is already in a heightened state of fear and helplessness. The idea is not that they attack, but they sustain themselves through proximity to emotional energy. The stronger the reaction, the more intense the experience becomes. This theory attempts to explain why some encounters escalate while some figures feel more oppressive than others. Why certain individuals report repeated experiences during particularly difficult periods in their lives. It also raises a more uncomfortable. If these entities feed on fear, then what role does the witness play in sustaining the encounter? A more neutral theory suggests that shadow people are not conscious entities at all, but residual imprints, echoes of past events, past emotions, past presences that have somehow become embedded in a location. In this theory, what people are seeing is not something active, but something replaying. A moment frozen in time, repeating. Under the right conditions, this could explain why some figures appear in the same location repeatedly, performing the same behavior without variation. It could also explain why they rarely interact directly, why they do not respond, why they appear unaware of the observer. They are not watching you. You are watching them. Or rather, you are witnessing a friend of something.
Bri
Someone is watching you.
Host (possibly named Frank)
And there it is. Back to the hillbilly land. Love it. All right, so after all of this, after the stories, the patterns, the theories, both grounded and supernatural, one question remains. Not about the shadow people. I'm sorry? Not about what shadow people are, but about why they are so consistent. Why do people who have never spoken to each other describe the same figures? The same shapes, the same behaviors, the same presence? Why does the brain, under certain conditions, produce the same imagery across different individuals? And if it is the brain, why these forms? Why not something else? Why always something human shaped? Why always seeing? Why always something watching? Because at the core of all this, whether the explanation is neurological or something beyond that there's one, the feeling of being seen. So the next time you wake up in the middle of the night and your room feels just slightly different, just slightly heavier, just slightly off, pay attention to that moment before you move, before you look, before your brain has time to explain anything away. The moment where you just feel it. The awareness, the presence, the certainty that something is there. When your eyes finally adjust, when the darkness starts to take shape, when your brain begins to turn shadow into form, ask yourself one simple. Is your mind creating something out of nothing? Or are you finally seeing something that has always been there, waiting just outside your ability to notice it? Because maybe the real question isn't whether shadow people exist. Maybe the real question is why across time, across cultures, across thousands of people who have never met, we all seem to see the same thing when we look into the dark. And maybe that's not a coincidence.
Bri
You know why? Because I had a thinky thought, okay, because if we are all code living in a matrix, what if the programmer is just opening up the code and inspecting it and observing it and that's how we perceive the code potentially being edited.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I like that. I like it. So I've been.
Bri
That's why everybody everywhere sees the same thing.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Yeah. So I've actually been thinking about this whole reality living in a matrix quite a bit over the past few weeks. And the more and more I think about it, the more and more I think we are all just part of one consciousness, just playing out different lives to experience different things. And I'm really starting to like to like lean on that heavy. So I was thinking that when, if you. In a book. All right, so let's take any book you want, you want to think of. If the characters wanted to find the author of that book, they wouldn't. They, they wouldn't look inside the book for the author because he is outside the book.
Bri
Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Okay. So if we're trying to find God, you know, or source, whatever, you know, whatever you want to call, you're not going to find it in this existence the same way that those characters aren't going to find the author in the book. But each character is a different part of the author that he created.
Bri
Like a multiple personality thing.
Host (possibly named Frank)
So Snow, stupid,
Lynette
meaty butt.
Host (possibly named Frank)
So God created this place and we're all just different parts of God.
Bri
I really like that analogy. I've never heard it framed like that.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, it is, really. The more and more I just think about this, the more I'm like, we're never going to figure out what God or this is until we're gone. We're not going to find it inside here. Unless we can somehow do a sciency science and tear a hole in time and step out of it.
Bri
Science will never find God.
Host (possibly named Frank)
You know, I really. I really think that science and religion can go hand in hand. So much more easier if they just get rid of the whole God thing. Right? So, like, you know, like.
Bri
I know what you're trying to say, but the actual words you said.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, those don't work. I know. So. So, like, like, for example. All right, so like the laws of whatever, you know, for every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. Right. What a better way to describe karma.
Lynette
Right.
Bri
You know, like it's all the same thing.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Right.
Bri
We're all describing the same thing under different words.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Right.
Bri
And science is a religion.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah.
Bri
If you really define what. If you zoom out on what a religion is, it's an explanation for things that might not be explainable.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Right. Yeah, I mean, I have no problems with that at all.
Bri
No, that's fine. Yeah, yeah. I mean, and the new. The new religion is going to be AI Religion.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh, I can't wait for that.
Bri
Sorry.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No, no, nothing.
Bri
But. No, no, I cut you off.
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Bri
You were working out a thought there.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No, no, no, no, I'm done. I'm done.
Bri
The thought has been thunk.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, the thunk has been said. But yeah, I just. I just keep going back to. We are just all part of the same thing. We're all connected. We're all the same person. So every time you're an asshole to someone, you're being an asshole to yourself.
Bri
You are.
Lynette
Yeah. Frank.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Wow, that was.
Bri
That was quick.
Host (possibly named Frank)
No hesitation there.
Lynette
Hey, you always call yourself an. That's why I said it.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, I mean, yeah, but I'm, you know, I'm your guys's.
Lynette
So whenever I. Ever since you say that, whenever someone says my, My first thought is Frank.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Oh.
Bri
Oh, that's cute. Yeah.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I'm not sure how to feel about that, but thanks.
Lynette
You're welcome.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. So. All right, Shadow people, nay or nay? I say yay.
Bri
I say yay. I say yay.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Holy.
Bri
We agree.
Host (possibly named Frank)
This is the first time that's happened.
Lynette
We actually all.
Bri
26 months or whatever you said.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, 26 months. God damn.
Lynette
Hey, Brie's having to actually have a decision.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Bri actually had. See how good that feels.
Bri
It's because she realized, oh, I've seen these like three or four times in my life. Okay. I agree. They're real.
Lynette
No to me also too. It's just the fact that like we mentioned so many times this so many people have consistent stories and it's just hard to like put a science behind it because we love that word science.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Science. I like science. I do like science.
Lynette
Weird science.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Such a great movie.
Lynette
I actually never seen it.
Bri
You know where I stand on that too.
Lynette
I just know the quote.
Host (possibly named Frank)
I hate you all. And yes, that means I hate myself. I know. So, all right, well. Anything to add ladies?
Lynette
No, no.
Bri
This was fun though.
Host (possibly named Frank)
Yeah. Yeah, that was fun.
Lynette
I actually paid attention.
Host (possibly named Frank)
It's shocking.
Lynette
I know.
Host (possibly named Frank)
All right, well, so like Follow Share Review Wherever you guys are listening to this, give us a shout out. My name is.
Bri
I'm Bri, this is Lynette and you've
Host (possibly named Frank)
been listening to Fringe Beyond Limits.
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Hosts: Frank, Breanna, and Lynette
This gripping episode of Fringe Beyond Limits delves into the chilling phenomenon of "shadow people" – enigmatic humanoid figures often reported at the edges of vision, in dim light, or during altered states of consciousness. As Frank, Bri, and Lynette share personal stories and dissect folklore, science, and the cultural roots of shadow people experiences, they explore possible explanations, from psychological quirks to interdimensional visitors. The conversation mixes humor, skepticism, and open-minded curiosity, making for an authentic and relatable exploration of the unknown.
Main theme: Are shadow people just tricks of the mind, or is something truly watching us from the darkness?
[04:30 - 06:50] Storytelling & Banter; Introduction of Shadow People
Memorable quote:
"I'm the one that don't get to see things. For some reason, things run away from me." — Lynette, [04:54]
[09:44 - 16:00] Firsthand Stories; Perceptual Tricks
Quote:
"Not the kind of darkness created by a shadow cast from a nearby object, but something deeper. Something that appears to absorb the light around it rather than reflect it." — Frank, [16:05]
[16:19 - 20:00] Djinn, Nalusa Falaya, and Global Perspectives
[29:17 - 31:29] Sleep, the Brain, and Shadow Encounters
[30:53 - 33:23] Archetypes of the Shadow Figure
[45:41 - 48:37] Collective Sightings and Consistency
[55:28 - 59:29] Possible Explanations
[63:34 - 67:14] Consciousness and Reality
Quote:
"I just keep going back to… we are just all part of the same thing. We're all connected. We're all the same person. So every time you're an asshole to someone, you're being an asshole to yourself." — Frank, [67:21]
The discussion in They Watch From the Corners masterfully blends personal accounts with folklore, science, and philosophy, addressing shadow people as both psychological phenomena and possibly real, external entities. The hosts approach the subject with a balance of wit and sincerity, inviting listeners to contemplate their own experiences and question the nature of reality. The episode ultimately posits that the universal human experience of feeling watched by unseen presences—whether explained by neurology, folklore, or the mysteries of consciousness—speaks to something deep and shared in the human psyche. And perhaps, just perhaps, something else is indeed watching from the corners.
If you’ve ever glimpsed a figure in the dark, asked yourself whether it was a trick of the light, or felt a presence you couldn’t explain—this episode will leave you wondering if you’re alone after all.