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Unexplainable
Hollywood
Phenomena
People tell their stories of strange happenings in Hollywood
“Round about midnight I was at a gas station filling
up my car. I was tired after a long shift at work but I know what I saw. I work at a health food store. My job is to separate the black chia seeds from the white chia seeds. We used to sell just ‘bags of chia seeds’. Black and white. But now some people want only white and some people want only black. I’m not complaining, no Sir. I’m lucky to have my job. Especially right now with the pandemic and all. I’d never complain, no Sir. I’m just saying that chia seeds are extremely small, smaller than ants. Size of an ants ass. And they’re light. So it’s a hard job you know sitting hunched over with tweezers and a lamp for six hours. I’m getting arthritis I just know it. I’m not complaining though, no Sir. Absolutely not. I used to be a salesman but that fell through. Now I’m at this health food store. It’s fine. Glad to have my job. Just saying I can feel the arthritis coming on and God damn it it’s hard navigating those seeds. They’re as small as an ants ass. So I was at the gas station and I saw a shadow of a humanoid with arms six feet long and feet to match. My cousin seen the same guy lurching around Hollywood. Unnatural for a man to have arms that long.”
John Doe
“My neighbor put bacteria in my water tank. I believe the guy who lives across the street from me has been putting vibrio cholerae in my water supply so now I have to boil all my drinking water and tape all my ori- fices shut when I bathe. I tested positive for cholera and am on antibiotics. No one else on our street has cholera. This guy is some kind of doctor or scientist so I know he can gain access to this bacteria if he so desires. I have security camera footage of a man with a similar gut size to my neighbor sneaking onto my property in the dead of night. I’ve also found the lid of my water tank ajar twice. I’m thinking of having my buddy switch our tanks one day while he’s at work. Or maybe I’ll just flush my medicine, drink out of my hose for an hour and end it all.”
Brett Tamsmen
“I live in North Hollywood and every now and then I’d walk outside my home and be assaulted by the smell
of bread baking. It was lovely actually but I just don’t understand where it was coming from. I live on a long street with only two other houses on it. The family next door had been overseas this whole year and the man two doors down told me he hadn’t been baking and said he didn’t know what I was talking about. The only other thing I could think of was that there could be a bread factory opened up nearby that I didn’t know about; lo and behold there isn’t. So I was completely lost as to the source of this bread baking smell. Then one day
last month a loud bang erupted and a cloud of what I eventually discovered to be white flour wafted over my property. Ever since then I haven’t smelled bread baking.”
Susanne Armstrong
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