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Speaker 2: Welcome back to the Chills. These are short, spooky stories
Speaker 2: that you're most likely to get from a mate over
Speaker 2: a whine or two a dinner. They're the sort of
Speaker 2: stories that you don't believe unless, of course, they happen
Speaker 2: to you. If you have a story that you think
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Speaker 2: Chills at podshape dot com. Let's hear Ryan's story. Now.
Speaker 2: I first heard this story as part of another podcast
Speaker 2: I was recording. It starts off pretty macabre, but trust me,
Speaker 2: it will give you the chills by the time Ryan's done.
Speaker 1: We were in Adelaide in my grandfather's house at the
Speaker 1: time due to the fact that my grandfather had just
Speaker 1: been murdered. How little did we know at that time.
Speaker 1: It actually has turned out that my sister had actually
Speaker 1: murdered him by dab again to that.
Speaker 2: So now you have the context. If you want to
Speaker 2: hear that story about Ryan's granddad being killed by his sister,
Speaker 2: then you can listen to it in the full podcast
Speaker 2: My Sister the Murderer, which is out now on the
Speaker 2: player you're listening to.
Speaker 1: So the first instance that we had is when we
Speaker 1: first recovered the house. The police attended us over the keys.
Speaker 1: My mum and I were the executors at the wheels,
Speaker 1: so we were able to actually go back in once
Speaker 1: they had cleaned it and whatnot. We decided that we
Speaker 1: were going to re They changed the lock in the
Speaker 1: front door and the back door as we thought that
Speaker 1: the keys had gone astraight. When we were waiting for
Speaker 1: the locksmith to come, we were sitting in the formal lantern,
Speaker 1: which is the face we never really got to go in.
Speaker 1: It had a lot of my great grandmother's furniture in there,
Speaker 1: and a few other keeps eggs, a lot of crystal,
Speaker 1: that sort of thing, and so the doors were always
Speaker 1: closed and it was always dark. At this particular night,
Speaker 1: we were sitting in there on an old lounge suite
Speaker 1: which was my great grandmother's, one of those green olive
Speaker 1: dark with the big wooden arm breast and they could
Speaker 1: actually recline by pulling that big wooden lever. Anyway, we
Speaker 1: were sitting in there and my mum was talking about
Speaker 1: some difficulties she was having with another family member about
Speaker 1: the will, and I think she felt a little bit defeated,
Speaker 1: and at the time she said, oh, I think I'm
Speaker 1: just going to give up and just let him have
Speaker 1: whatever money he wants to have. And as she said that,
Speaker 1: the whole armchair that she was sitting in completely opened
Speaker 1: up and nearly flung her off the armchair. And she said, Uh, okay,
Speaker 1: I take that as a sign I'm not going to succeed,
Speaker 1: like not go ahead with theirs. I will buy that.
Speaker 1: It was a bit speaking at the time. We all
Speaker 1: looked at each other and had a bit of a
Speaker 1: moment going, oh, my god, did that actually just have.
Speaker 2: I mean, Ryan had me at my sister killed my granddad.
Speaker 2: But that story about the chair giving way, which felt
Speaker 2: like someone from beyond was trying to tell Ryan something.
Speaker 2: It's creepy. But the next one blew me away.
Speaker 1: Yeah, funny enough. In the exact same room we were,
Speaker 1: there was a mental peak clock that was in my
Speaker 1: grandfather's house and I've always admired it from a little boy,
Speaker 1: and I said, oh, what is that and who is that?
Speaker 1: And I knew it to be again my great grandmother.
Speaker 1: And I said to my grandfather as I was growing up,
Speaker 1: I would love to have that one day, if you're
Speaker 1: happy to pass it down. And so he said, yeah, absolutely,
Speaker 1: it's yours, but it's broken. It's been broken for years.
Speaker 1: I said, okay, no worries. Anyway, he did obviously pass away,
Speaker 1: and when I was in the house with my sister
Speaker 1: and my mom, I asked him my sister to help
Speaker 1: in wrapping that. So I brought into the formal lunge
Speaker 1: room again and I sat it on the floor and
Speaker 1: I got the bubble wrap handy and I said, when
Speaker 1: I pick up the bubble wrap and lay it, I
Speaker 1: want you to pick up the mental piece clock and
Speaker 1: lay it down for me, just so I can get
Speaker 1: a flat And as she picked it up, it began
Speaker 1: to chime so incredibly loudly throughout the whole house and
Speaker 1: at times numerous times, and I went, oh, I thought
Speaker 1: it was meant to be broken. And Britney's face went
Speaker 1: wide as a ghost, and my mum on the other
Speaker 1: side of the room like, what are you doing? What's
Speaker 1: going on? What have you broken? Essentially, and she comes
Speaker 1: in and this thing is still going off loud chime.
Speaker 1: It eventually quietened, but it was still making like coe
Speaker 1: chime noises. We wrapped it, we covered it, and I
Speaker 1: ended up covering up with another layer of this paper,
Speaker 1: and I could still hear it very quietly going in
Speaker 1: the paper. Anyway, I put it into storage for about
Speaker 1: a year, moved it up to prison eventually, and then
Speaker 1: about another year later I got it out and I
Speaker 1: wanted to put it in the house, and as I said,
Speaker 1: it was broken, I couldn't seem to get the wine.
Speaker 1: It wouldn't make any noise. And the clockface was broken
Speaker 1: as well. It had the glass to be replaced. So
Speaker 1: I took a tambourine mountains at the one of the
Speaker 1: cuckoo clock places and I so, can you please fix
Speaker 1: it for me? It's broken.
Speaker 2: That shop Ryan's talking about, I know, well, it's a
Speaker 2: cool little shop on the outskirts of the Gold Coast
Speaker 2: and the hinterland. It's a place that most people from
Speaker 2: around these parts know. When you walk in, there's every
Speaker 2: type of cuckoo clock you can imagine. So Ryan walks
Speaker 2: in carrying his granddad's treasured possession. At this stage, Ryan
Speaker 2: knows that the face is broken and it's damaged, but
Speaker 2: the chiming is ok because just a year before at
Speaker 2: his granddad's house, it chimed while it was in the
Speaker 2: hands of his sister, who would eventually be charged by
Speaker 2: police with Ryan's granddad's murder.
Speaker 1: I said, but I think the times worked fine. They
Speaker 1: might go see the tumor. Anyway, it was with him
Speaker 1: for a few weeks and I went back up there
Speaker 1: and he said, oh, it's going to cost a little
Speaker 1: bit more than what you're expecting to pay because she
Speaker 1: had to put in new times. And I said, oh,
Speaker 1: what was wrong with the old one? They seem to
Speaker 1: work perfectly fine. And they're like, there isn't any and
Speaker 1: I said, oh, that's impossible because it was chiming when
Speaker 1: I last it out. He said, no, it couldn't have.
Speaker 1: There literally is nothing for it to bang against in
Speaker 1: order for it to actually chime. And then we looked
Speaker 1: back and obviously my sister was the one that actually
Speaker 1: murdered my grandfather, and she was holding it at the
Speaker 1: time of the prost off.
Speaker 2: Another sign from granddad.
Speaker 1: Absolutely, either granddad or my great grandmother, someone was trying
Speaker 1: to tell her something.
Speaker 2: Absolutely, And you still have the clock now, I don't have.
Speaker 1: The clock in my laundroom anymore. To be honest, it
Speaker 1: to me the creeps a little bit. So it's downstairs
Speaker 1: in the basement in storage. But yes, I still have it.
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