In the Dungeons

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Story type: Ghost
Location: Venice, Italy
Source: Form Submission

My best friend and I were in Venice, Italy for spring break. We were really upset because we had just missed our gondola ride when we decided to go into this palace in St. Mark's square. We got lost in the dungeons of this palace when we heard someone crying. A white mist was surrounding this young boy (about 3 or 4) who was crying for his father. We tried to go over to him and talk but as soon as we got 3 feet from him, he looked up and his eyes became all red. He grew horns on his head and screamed a horrible sound. Then he disappeared. We ran and I fell down the stairs. At that moment we both turned and saw flames on the torches...which weren't there originally. And there were voices...screaming "Let me out...give me water..." This was in Italian of course...We were so scared that we pissed our pants and suddenly god said let there be light and there was..we were no longer scared and a warm fuzzy feeling came over us and our pee stains dried instantaneously. It was amazing. From that day forth we vowed never to go back to Venice again because we wouldn't have enough money to buy new pants anyway.