Eerie photos surface online of Dear David, the dead child allegedly haunting this man's apartment

The viral story about the ghost of a dead little boy named Dear David haunting a man's apartment has just gotten more terrifying.

You might recall reading a story we posted several months ago about Adam Ellis and his apartment he claims is haunted.

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When we last covered Ellis' bizarre account of his haunted home in a viral Twitter thread, he posted images of a salt barrier he created around the perimeter of his apartment to keep the "evil" at bay.

Since then, the New York-based illustrator claims his nanny camera has captured some strange behavior from his cats and has even been having nightmares about severed heads and shadowy figures appearing before his second-floor window.

Now, Ellis says he's obtained photographic proof of David in an unbelievable series of tweets about his most recent dream starring the "ghost."

Though the nightmare was terrifying, Ellis said the fear melted away (somewhat) when he woke up. That is until Ellis said he went into his phone and discovered he had actually been taking photos during his nightmare.

Shortly after, Ellis shared photos of what he claims is David online and the internet has been grasping for an explanation ever since.

Many online have been quick to offer advice to Ellis, while others suspect his strange story is nothing more than a viral marketing plot for his upcoming book.

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So, my apartment is currently being haunted by the ghost of a dead child and he's trying to kill me. (thread)
He started appearing in dreams, but I think he's crossed over into the real world now.
The first time I saw him, I was experiencing sleep paralysis and saw a child sitting in the green rocking chair at the foot of my bed.
He had a huge misshapen head that was dented on one side. I did my best to draw it:
For a while he just stared at me, but then he got out of the chair and started shambling toward the bed.
I couldn't move because I was paralyzed. (I have sleep paralysis fairly often. It sucks.)
Right before he reached my bed, I woke up screaming.
I had another dream a few nights later, where I was in a library and a girl came up to me and said, "You've seen Dear David, haven't you?"
I was like, "Who?" And she said, "Dear David. You saw him."
She continued, "He's dead. He only appears at midnight, and you can ask him two questions if you said 'Dear David' first."
Then she added, "But never try to ask him a third question, or he'll kill you."
I was very shaken! Having two dreams about the same thing is pretty weird. Anyway, a couple weeks passed without incident.
Then, David came back in another dream. Same situation—I was in bed, and he was sitting in the rocking chair near the window, staring at me.
In the dream, I say, "Dear David, how did you die?" He mumbles, "An accident in a store."
I say, "Dear David, what happened in the store?" He groans, "A shelf was pushed on my head."
I'm frozen with fear. I ask, "Who pushed the shelf?" David doesn't answer.
I realize that I've asked a third question, which I'm not supposed to do. At that point, I wake up, absolutely terrified.
The next couple days I google deaths in the city, but can't find anything about a kid named David dying in a store.
I even try different names—Daniel, Dylan, Devon. Nothing. A few weeks go by without incident.
Sort of randomly, the apartment above mine is vacated, and I have the opportunity to move into it. It's a larger apartment, so I'm thrilled.
Another month or two goes by, and I sort of forget about Dear David. I think he lost track of me because I moved upstairs.
But lately, something strange is happening.
For the past 4 nights, my cats gather at the front door at exactly midnight & just stare at it, almost like somethi…
Last night I got a weird feeling and looked out the peephole, and I'm dead certain I saw movement on the other side.
When I opened the door and turned on the hall light, nothing was there, but my cats seemed unnerved. Bushy tails, etc.
And that's where I am right now. Dear David found me, I think. I don't know what to do. I'll keep you updated.
Update: for the sixth night in a row, my cat has walked over to the door promptly at midnight and stared at it.
What is going on?
Ok, so I took a photo through the peephole cuz I'm too scared to open the door. I feel like I saw something.
I couldn't tell so I mustered the courage to open the door. Nothing was out there but I took another photo. Look at this:
Is it just me or is is there something in the first photo, right where the bannister meets the shelves? Hiding on t…
I wasn't sure if it was a smudge or something so I took a second photo from inside. There was something out there.
I deadbolted the lock and got in bed because I don't know what else to do. I can still hear my cat meowing at the door.
I am pretty scared.
@moby_dickhead Not to be all Dana Scully about this but is there a chance that what you're seeing in the hallway is…
@IsaacFitzgerald Nope! I live in a house! There's no real way for an animal to be in the hall.
@moby_dickhead @IsaacFitzgerald But... you said the apartment above you vacated.
@AaronFlux @IsaacFitzgerald It's like a duplex. It's an old house that was converted into two apartments.
There have been a few small developments in my apartment, but I'm not really sure what to make of them. I just know I'm scared. (thread)
If you recall, my cats usually gather at the door at midnight, but lately it's been getting earlier and earlier every night.
I was almost used to routine, so when they started to cry at the door closer to 10 pm, I was confused.
They began a new routine: hover around the door at 10 pm, cry for about 15 minutes, then wander off as if nothing's wrong.
But this week, something else has been happening.
Shortly after the usual cat stuff, around 10:30 or so, I start getting phone calls from an unmarked number.
My entire call history for the past week looks like this. You'll notice that I answered once, yesterday.
Usually if it's an automated thing, if you answer once, they quit calling. So I picked up.
I didn't say anything. I just listened, waiting for some automated message to chime in.
Instead, what I heard on the other end was a peculiar electrical static sound, very similar the the static my sleep app picks up at night.
After about a minute, the static stopped, and there was silence.
I kept listening. I heard what I thought was breathing, but it was so faint I can't be sure. My heart was racing, so it was hard to hear.
Something about the way they said hello freaked me out. It wasn't a question, or a greeting.
Just, "hello." A flat statement. So quiet I could barely hear it.
I panicked and hung up. I didn't know what else to do. I closed all the curtains in my apartment and turned on every single light.
If I look at each individual incident on its own, there are perfectly logical explanations for everything.
But after three weeks of weird shit happening, I don't know how to make sense of it all.
So, I moved the green chair out of the bedroom weeks ago. It's been in various parts of the living room ever since.…
Also, I'm going on vacation to Japan in 3 weeks, & I keep thinking if I can make it to my trip, this will all end, as dumb as that sounds.
Anyway, last week I bough a pet monitoring camera so I can keep an eye on the cats while I'm overseas.
It's basically a nanny cam that connects to the wifi, so you can check in whenever you want. It runs 24/7.
It also alerts you to sound and movement via an app. (I blacked out the company, since I doubt they want to be asso…
In any event, I decided to test it out this weekend. I was away from home one night, so I set up the camera before I left.
My phone pinged periodically through the evening, alerting me to the cats running around and playing. Normal stuff.
Then, around 11, it alerted me again that it detected motion, but when I checked the feed of my apartment, I didn't see anything.
So I watched the feed again. Still nothing. I watched it a third time, and finally noticed something.
Watch the chair.
I knew it couldn't be the wind, because I haven't had the windows open at all this summer (I have AC and like to keep it chilly).
It was unnerving, but there wasn't anything I could do about it right then, so I flipped my phone off and tried not to panic.
About half an hour later, I got another motion alert.
Here's the feed of that alert.
If you missed it the first time (like me) look above the shelf. It's a little turtle shell that I hung on the wall.
Fuck this, I'm not staying here tonight.

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