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I think I saw a RUGMAN….


Sasquatchmike

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Hey everyone,

I wasn’t sure if I’d post this, but after seeing some threads on local cryptids, I feel like I have to get this out there. Has anyone here heard of the Rugman? I didn’t know it was even a thing until recently, and I’m genuinely freaked out.

Let me back up a bit. I live in the Pacific Northwest, where cryptid sightings are surprisingly common, but the stories about the Rugman are… different. According to the few people I’ve talked to (and believe me, most won’t even say much), the Rugman is this haunting figure with a long, thin grey face, deep sunken eyes that almost seem to glow, and bony, unnaturally long fingers. They say he hides in rolled-up rugs or sneaks into homes to steal rugs, of all things. And if you catch him, he disappears instantly, leaving behind this eerie, whimpering sound. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I’m telling you, the fear I felt was anything but.

So, here’s what happened.

Last month, I was cleaning out my basement. I had some old carpets and rugs that I hadn’t looked at in years. I was planning to toss them or maybe donate them. I unrolled this one rug—a big, faded one with all these intricate patterns—and the moment I did, this smell hit me. Not like mold or anything normal, but something… stale, like an old, forgotten basement that’s been closed up for decades.

Then, out of nowhere, I heard this faint whimpering. I looked around, thinking maybe my neighbor’s dog got loose, but it sounded close. Really close. And before I could react, I noticed something shifting in the rug. Like a shadow… except it wasn’t a shadow.

I froze. The rug moved again, and for a split second, I saw two glowing, deep-set eyes staring right back at me. And the face, pale and ghastly, with a mouth that seemed too long, almost stretched in a frown. It just stared, and then, as quickly as I saw it, it was gone. The rug went completely flat. I swear, I ripped that rug off the floor and tossed it out as fast as I could.

I didn’t sleep for days. I couldn’t shake the feeling that the Rugman was still around, lurking somewhere in my house, just out of sight. Since then, every time I see a rolled-up rug, I feel my stomach twist, like he could be hiding in there, waiting.

I’ve since read up a bit on him, and apparently, he’s some kind of wandering cryptid that mostly shows up around here. People say he usually vanishes before anyone can really get a good look, and those who do see him are never quite the same. Some even claim that the people who see him start hearing his whimpering in random places, like he’s somehow haunting them. I’m honestly afraid that might happen to me, too. It’s only been a few weeks, but I swear sometimes I hear those faint cries, like he’s nearby.

Anyone else have a Rugman story? Or maybe some tips on how to keep this creepy thing away? I don’t think I’ll ever look at a rug the same way again.

 

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Hi, Sasquatchmike :st, welcome to UM. What can you tell us about the photo?

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Welcome to the forum Mike!

Rugman is real and you are very lucky you survived.  They call him Rugman for a reason...because he hides in old rugs in one's basement.  However;  the only thing about Rugman is that...if you do remove him from your rug...he will hunt you down!  

I'm so sorry...but it has been nice knowing you for this short period of time!

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Why does this read like a creepypasta?

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21 minutes ago, joc said:

Welcome to the forum Mike!

Rugman is real and you are very lucky you survived.  They call him Rugman for a reason...because he hides in old rugs in one's basement.  However;  the only thing about Rugman is that...if you do remove him from your rug...he will hunt you down!  

I'm so sorry...but it has been nice knowing you for this short period of time!

Yes ,welcome mike.hope you enjoy this forum.

We have a rare but similar phenomenon in the uk .. it's called the stella man.

Legend has it if you drink 12 cans of stella beer,you will be possessed by the stella monster and will be compelled to beat up your other half.

This is why stella lager is known nationally in england as " wife beater " ..

This is why i always stop at 11.so far my wife has remained un beaten.so am unable to verify if the stella monster exists.

 

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RUGMAN RUG MAN 

DOES QHATEVER A RUG CAN

LIES ON THE FLOOR 

AND NOT MUCH MORE 

RUGMAN!!!

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I know that the Red Bull Reaper exist. If you drink too many cans one after another. He'll show up to take you to the afterlife or bring you close. 

(Actual true story)

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3 hours ago, Sasquatchmike said:

Hey everyone,

I wasn’t sure if I’d post this, but after seeing some threads on local cryptids, I feel like I have to get this out there. Has anyone here heard of the Rugman? I didn’t know it was even a thing until recently, and I’m genuinely freaked out.

Let me back up a bit. I live in the Pacific Northwest, where cryptid sightings are surprisingly common, but the stories about the Rugman are… different. According to the few people I’ve talked to (and believe me, most won’t even say much), the Rugman is this haunting figure with a long, thin grey face, deep sunken eyes that almost seem to glow, and bony, unnaturally long fingers. They say he hides in rolled-up rugs or sneaks into homes to steal rugs, of all things. And if you catch him, he disappears instantly, leaving behind this eerie, whimpering sound. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I’m telling you, the fear I felt was anything but.

So, here’s what happened.

Last month, I was cleaning out my basement. I had some old carpets and rugs that I hadn’t looked at in years. I was planning to toss them or maybe donate them. I unrolled this one rug—a big, faded one with all these intricate patterns—and the moment I did, this smell hit me. Not like mold or anything normal, but something… stale, like an old, forgotten basement that’s been closed up for decades.

Then, out of nowhere, I heard this faint whimpering. I looked around, thinking maybe my neighbor’s dog got loose, but it sounded close. Really close. And before I could react, I noticed something shifting in the rug. Like a shadow… except it wasn’t a shadow.

I froze. The rug moved again, and for a split second, I saw two glowing, deep-set eyes staring right back at me. And the face, pale and ghastly, with a mouth that seemed too long, almost stretched in a frown. It just stared, and then, as quickly as I saw it, it was gone. The rug went completely flat. I swear, I ripped that rug off the floor and tossed it out as fast as I could.

I didn’t sleep for days. I couldn’t shake the feeling that the Rugman was still around, lurking somewhere in my house, just out of sight. Since then, every time I see a rolled-up rug, I feel my stomach twist, like he could be hiding in there, waiting.

I’ve since read up a bit on him, and apparently, he’s some kind of wandering cryptid that mostly shows up around here. People say he usually vanishes before anyone can really get a good look, and those who do see him are never quite the same. Some even claim that the people who see him start hearing his whimpering in random places, like he’s somehow haunting them. I’m honestly afraid that might happen to me, too. It’s only been a few weeks, but I swear sometimes I hear those faint cries, like he’s nearby.

Anyone else have a Rugman story? Or maybe some tips on how to keep this creepy thing away? I don’t think I’ll ever look at a rug the same way again.

 

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Sounds like a possum to me.  

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Hey Mike, have you ruled out mundane answers like a racoon or other creature under the rug? The paranormal throws some weird entities but you must rule out all other answers first.

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7 hours ago, ouija ouija said:

Hi, Sasquatchmike :st, welcome to UM. What can you tell us about the photo?

Caught the little b****** raiding my shed!!! Thing vanished!!!

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10 hours ago, Sasquatchmike said:

Caught the little b****** raiding my shed!!! Thing vanished!!!

Possums do that.

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I see the problem here Mike...

You forgot to add a D on the thread title.

You most certainly saw a "drugman" wrapped in a old carpet in your basement.

That picture is 100% authentic American crackhead 😆 

 

Welcome to the forums :st

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On 11/10/2024 at 9:59 AM, Sir Wearer of Hats said:

RUGMAN RUG MAN 

DOES QHATEVER A RUG CAN

LIES ON THE FLOOR 

AND NOT MUCH MORE 

RUGMAN!!!

I wish he'd stop the breeze under the door.

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Welcome to UM  @Sasquatchmike

My first thought was mold toxicity. There are certain types of toxic mold that can cause hallucinations.
This is all conjecture, but my guess is that you’ve been exposed to mold in your home for a long time, and then being exposed to a sudden blast of toxic ‘fumes’ while unrolling the carpet in your basement may have caused a brief episode of mental confusion. Your interest in the paranormal may have caused your confused brain to latch onto the paranormal as the most likely reason for what you were experiencing.

“The ghost sightings and other paranormal experiences of people who have lived in “haunted” houses may, in fact, be due to neuropsychiatric dysfunction induced by neurotoxic mycotoxins and molds growing in these homes, which are often quite old, dark, and damp.”

https://chriskresser.com/7-ways-toxic-mold-affects-your-brain/

I suggest that you get your home tested for mold.

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On 11/9/2024 at 6:57 PM, diddyman68 said:

Yes ,welcome mike.hope you enjoy this forum.

We have a rare but similar phenomenon in the uk .. it's called the stella man.

Legend has it if you drink 12 cans of stella beer,you will be possessed by the stella monster and will be compelled to beat up your other half.

This is why stella lager is known nationally in england as " wife beater " ..

This is why i always stop at 11.so far my wife has remained un beaten.so am unable to verify if the stella monster exists.

 

That's because your mother-in-law would down a anchor of it and knock your dick in the dirt. 😉

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5 hours ago, simplybill said:

Welcome to UM  @Sasquatchmike

My first thought was mold toxicity. There are certain types of toxic mold that can cause hallucinations.
This is all conjecture, but my guess is that you’ve been exposed to mold in your home for a long time, and then being exposed to a sudden blast of toxic ‘fumes’ while unrolling the carpet in your basement may have caused a brief episode of mental confusion. Your interest in the paranormal may have caused your confused brain to latch onto the paranormal as the most likely reason for what you were experiencing.

“The ghost sightings and other paranormal experiences of people who have lived in “haunted” houses may, in fact, be due to neuropsychiatric dysfunction induced by neurotoxic mycotoxins and molds growing in these homes, which are often quite old, dark, and damp.”

https://chriskresser.com/7-ways-toxic-mold-affects-your-brain/

I suggest that you get your home tested for mold.

That … is a truly unsettling thought. 

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32 minutes ago, Sir Wearer of Hats said:

That … is a truly unsettling thought. 

You know what's unsettling to me? Unpasteurized eggs.

Dammit those chickens poop on them... 

 

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10 minutes ago, Piney said:

You know what's unsettling to me? Unpasteurized eggs.

Dammit those chickens poop on them... 

 

Chickens are supposed to run around in pastures.  The unpastureized ones just sit in their poop all day. B)

When I went to Arkansas...I discovered where all the chickens we eat come from...  Saw numerous chicken farms...but no chickens.  They are all inside, 24-7-365.  Never see the sunshine...   They were either Tyson or Pilgrims.

My chickens have names...Betty, Sally, Floppsy, Samantha, Suzy, and Goldy.

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