Writer Tom Taylor live-tweeted his stay in a remote cabin – and it’s absolutely terrifying
Comic book writer, Tom Taylor, is no stranger to creating the odd chill, having written a multitude of dark – and light – storylines, including for DC characters, Batman and the Justice League, as well as Marvel heroes, Spider-Man, X-Men and Iron Man. His latest story, however, wasn’t a comic, but a blow-by-blow account of some strange goings-on in an isolated cabin where he was staying – alone!
He set the scene …
So, hey.
I somehow managed to book a creepy log cabin to do some intensive writing in for a few days…— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
And it soon became a bit weird.
I’ve been laughing to myself about just how cliched-horror-movie this cabin is. But at 5.30am, out of nowhere, despite it blowing a gale out there for hours, wind chimes start chiming for the first time from the porch…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
Now, I’m just about to go to bed, but I’m not sleeping through annoying, spontaneous wind chimes, so I head out there…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
Don’t do it, Tom. It never ends well.
And I see the wind chimes hanging on a rusty hook. I figure I can reach them, and I walk out onto the porch in my socks.
And the door immediately slams shut behind me. Of course…— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
I frantically check the door’s not locked. It isn’t. I’m not stuck on this porch in this gale in my socks and a T-shirt. But I do hear something in the bushes…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
N.B. It’s Australia, so there are bound to be harmless creatures wandering by, right?
I don’t think much of it. There’s been possums running all over the roof all night (cute Australian possums, not those weird US ones). It’s the bush, things are allowed to move in bushes…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
I manage to stand on my tippy toes and grab the rusted wind chimes from the rusted nail they’re hanging on, and I hear the noise again…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
Call me crazy, but it might be a mistake to christen it the “murder cabin”.
Now I’m kind of giggling to myself because of how creeped out I’m feeling, so I grab my phone to take a photo of the murder cabin I’m writing in for a few days. Here it is… pic.twitter.com/M6iFVSJofI
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
And straight after I take the photo, there’s a flash. I check to see if my phone’s flash is on – it is. I try to turn it off to take another photo, but something flashes over me…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
And it didn’t come from my phone…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
And there’s the sound again. But this time it’s heavier. Like a footstep…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
Is Tom’s life directed by Guillermo Del Toro?
And there’s another flash against the wall of the cabin.
I pull my phone out of my pocket, thinking I’ve left the torch on, which I somehow have, and I manage to shine it in my own face as I try to turn it off to take another photo of the cabin…— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
But then I realize I didn’t shine my phone in my face. Something else flashed in my face, & my brain is yelling at me…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
I’m telling myself I’m being stupid and that I did flash my own face & the ‘footstep’ was probably a kangaroo or something, so I turn to confront the animal making the sound, and…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
We said he shouldn’t go out.
And, at 5.30am, in the dark, outside the murder cabin, SOMEONE IS STANDING THERE…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
I can’t see their face. They’re wearing a head torch…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
And I’m running. I know I slipped at some stage in my socks, as I ran up the porch. I definitely kicked the wind chimes. I ran through the door and slammed it shut and locked it…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
And here’s the thing. Several tweets later, I’m sure it was probably just a super-early-morning jogger or something, who was curious about the guy standing in his socks taking photos of a cabin with a flash…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
But if it wasn’t, I’m letting you all know, just in case.
And here’s this helpful picture I accidentally took mid-panic-run, if you need photographic evidence to go with this testimony. pic.twitter.com/pEHJ551JGP— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
Erm …what?
Update: I just heard the wind chimes again. The wind chimes I know for fact aren’t hanging up anymore.
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
THIS IS SCREWED. I am not joking. Lying in bed and the bedroom door just suddenly blew open with a bang…
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
OH. COME ON! pic.twitter.com/lq7WXNUteU
— Tom Taylor (@TomTaylorMade) March 25, 2019
Yes, door …we’d be in bits, too.
AND THEN HE STOPPED TWEETING …
