There is just something about basements that is inherently creepy. Maybe it's because they are underground, reminding us of how we will likely end up in the ground ourselves one day. The lack of sunlight certainly doesn't help, and let's not get started on those creaky, wooden stairs. It should be no surprise that their are tons of scary cellar stories on the internet.
Most people who've lived in a house with a basement have had at least a few creepy basement encounters, and a few brave Redditors have taken to the web to share those stories. Some of them discovered creepy artifacts, while others have claimed to encounter basement ghosts. These scary stories from basements will make you think twice about going down to the basement alone anytime soon.
From Redditor /u/CamoCoveSNIPER:
My buddies old house was haunted and we would always hear foot steps, creaking floors, see a black figure around the house (I didn't). One night we are all over and my friend who lives in the house dares someone to go into the basement. Me, being the only one who didn't see sh*t, was fully willing to go to the basement. I got down there and waited for about 2 min. Then when I'm about to get out of the basement and see a shadow in the corner of my left eye. I snap to my left and see a large dark figure. Like not black. It seemed devoid of anything or any presence other then the cold that came over my body.
As soon as I saw it my hairs jumped to a stand on my neck And froze. Just.... staring at it. The feeling was surreal. I can't put it into words at all. Then the feeling took a steep feeling into bloodlust. The way I feel it is that my heart pumps super fast and my body goes really warm. And everything just screams danger in my head. So I turn to my right and run towards the stairs. I look for half a second back at it for me to only see it just feet away. That's when everything in my body went wild and I just jumped up the stairs and ran for it up to the first floor where everyone is. Where I drop behind the arm chair staring at the stairs. While everyone's asking me what's wrong. Then finally everyone looks as I point to see the thing on the stairs towards the basement and we booked it towards the balcony with a siding door. We got out and we jumped over it landing Into his back yard. We looked up expecting to see if standing there but nothing.... nothing was there.
From Redditor /u/Speechisanexperiment:
My friends and I broke into an abandoned "haunted house" when we were kids. It was in typical abandoned haunted house condition, some old furniture and other household junk. When we went down to the basement there was no light bulbs, so there was only natural daylight from the small windows - dark, but we could still see around. We didn't search very long because a piano that we couldn't see started playing. We ran out of the house, and though I didn't see it, a couple friends saw someone in the upstairs window as we ran back into the woods.
As I typed this out for the first time ever, I'm wondering if the house wasn't even abandoned and someone living there decided to f*ck with us instead of getting mad. Regardless I was spooked for days.
From Redditor /u/GustavoAlex7789:
I used to do social service at a hospital here in Mexico as part of my computer science degree requirements. Most of the time we were doing little tasks like cleaning computers or checking the internet, the boring jobs the actual workers didn't want to do. One day the manager wants us to change the cables located at the basement so me and two other students went down the basement with ladders to remove and replace all the old ethernet cable. Now the thing about hospitals in Mexico is that as long as the infrastructure works its the same decade after decade, no renovations and it shows. The basement while well lit and clean was really old. So we were assigned a different hall and started with the job. About 2 hours into it one of the students came running looking mortified and asked me what's wrong. I just looked confused and asked him what he meant and he said he heard a man yelling for help and though I had had an accident. We checked with the other student and she said that she didn't heard anything. We just finished the job and later we told the manager. He just said "Oh you met the basement ghost".
From Redditor /u/of_the_delta:
My (former) basement: was home alone, working in rear area of semi unfinished basement where luggage + travel stuff was stored. Had a creepy feeling as I shut off lights one by one when exiting. Just as I'm shutting door behind me and looking into the dark, I hear the distinct sound of a large zipper (like a duffle bag/suitcase) zipping open or shut, like "zzzzz-zzzzzzzzzZIP!" Tore upstairs like a terrified 5 year old.
Zippy the ghost?