Young Fan TERRORIZED by Brian May figure

 

The frightening figurine after it lost all of its hair.

An avid WTYS reader has e-mailed us her terrifying claim of supernatural events surrounding a home-made Brian May doll. The young fan, who wishes to remain anonymous for fear of persecution, tells us the horrifying details of the school project gone terribly awry.

"It was a simple art assignment. I wanted to make a baby-doll that I could donate to a children's shelter after I got my grade. I crafted a sweet looking little boy with rosy cheeks and cherubic blonde hair."

Things took a sinister turn when the young Queen fan decided to jokingly name the plastic babe Brian May.

"I just thought it would be funny", the girl tells us. "It was anything but".

The next morning, the girl awoke to an astonishing sight - the baby doll's angelic hair had turned into a winding nest of black spirals. Gone were the flushed cheeks and pouty lips of a baby. The figurine had somehow morphed itself overnight into a grotesque monster unlike anything the unsuspecting artist had ever laid eyes upon.

"I rushed to get my mum, so she could see what had happened, but when I arrived back to the site with her, the doll had vanished. I was panicked, and mum called our Priest immediately. The first thing that sprung to mind was that my babydoll had been possessed by a thoughtform, or tulpa."

But as the next part of her harrowing ordeal began, she wondered if the doll wasn't being controlled by May himself.

"I bolted the figure to a steel pole so it couldn't escape. Soon after, its eyes began to glow a sinister red and deformed-looking eyebags began to grow underneath them."

"When our Priest heard what was happening, he told us to get out of the house NOW and never look back. He wanted no part of the situation, saying that the evil that was enveloping us was too much even for him to deal with. I was left with no choice but to deal with the demonic possession on my own."

"While Mum clutched her rosary in the drawing room, terrified, I did the only thing I thought I could. I built a Holy altar around the evil figurine and began to pray to Deacon, playing his "John Deacon and the Immortals" album on a continuous rotation. It appeared to enrage the entity and also seemed to weaken it by the minute."

After a grueling night of prayer and spiritual invocation, the terrified teen seemed to have defeated the monster she had created.

"Its eyes stopped glowing and the lids shut, then the hideous screams stopped as its mouth closed into a horrible coiled snarl."

Finally, the girl knew the battle had been hard won as the beast's black mane began to fall out in a heap at the base of the steel pole it was imprisoned upon.

"Mum and I bound the seemingly dead doll-being with duct tape and chicken wire and tied it tightly in a burlap sack. We then disposed of it in the Thames river. I failed the project, missed days of school, went through a horror-show worthy supernatural event, and now must undergo counseling - all because I innocently named a doll after a guitarist I THOUGHT I enjoyed."

"I just hope I can now go on with my life ---- I never want to think of this - or Brian May - ever again."