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Reminds me of this story...

A buddy of mine, Mike, used to have a yearly camp out with a bunch of friends. The story he told me went something like this...

One year he (Mike) bought (or recorded) a cassette with what he called "Devil Worshipper Chants" and hid a boom box out in the woods.

After it got dark and the party was well along and everyone was well lit, he went out into the woods and turned on the boom box with the volume kind of low, and walked back to the party. At first the party racket was too loud for anyone to notice the chanting, so Mike piped up, "Hey, did you guys hear that?".

Hear what?

I dunno, it sounded freaky though.

I didn't hear anything.

A few minutes later... Wait a minute, I heard it again, quiet down and listen.

Oh yeah... I hear it now. What the hell is that?

Sounds like Devil Worshippers. I've heard rumors of cults around here. Let's go check it out.

No way.

I'm going out there, I want to see what they're doing.

You're crazy.

So, Mike heads out, and in a few minutes people start asking, "What happened to Mike?"

About that time Mike splatters some ketchup on his face and hands, turns up the volume on the boom box, and then comes running through camp screaming "Run for your lives, they're after your blood!"

According to Mike, many of the campers did indeed run too, and some of them quite a bit faster than he would have ever figured they could.

Bill