There are some incidences which are beyond explanation from an ordinary mind. Something irregular or unlikely that is creepy as hell. Not supernatural or ghostly, just plain weird. After the release of the movie Matrix in 1999, people started calling these incidences as a ‘Glitch in the Matrix’. As the character, Trinity in the movie says, “a déjà vu is usually a glitch in the Matrix.”
We have complied here 12 creepiest glitches in the matrix based on the AskReddit question “What is the creepiest “glitch in the matrix” you’ve experienced?”
I used to work at a juvenile detention center in a small town. I worked nights, and on this night I went in at 9PM.
When I got to work, my supervisor asked me what I was doing there. I said “I work tonight.”. And he said “But they said you called in sick a few hours ago.” I was a bit confused and said, “It must have been someone else and they got the message wrong.” Then things got more weird. When I relieved the guard on duty and settled in for the night, I looked at the the message that said I called in. It said that I had called at 6:50 and said that I had gotten sick while out cleaning up after the storm. There had been a storm the night before and it was a bit bad, but not anything that I had to go out to clean up. It was truly weird.
The supervisor came into the control about that time. He was also a friend of mine outside work and we started talking about it, and how odd it was. I decided to call my wife at home and tell her about it while he was still sitting there. I picked up the phone and dialed. After two rings a man picked up the phone and with a raspy voice said “Hello?”. I did not know what to say for a few seconds. I looked at the phone to make sure I dialed the right number, and I had. After a few seconds the person said “Hello?” again in the same raspy voice. I said “Hello. who is this?”. “This is Taylor who is this?” the person said. My head started spinning because my name is Taylor also. I said in almost a scream “Where is Ann?”. He said “Ann’s in bed. Who is this?”
I dropped the phone and told my supervisor to ring me out, I had to get home, and I took off towards the door. I could hear Dave pick up the phone behind me and say “Hello?” followed soon after by “What the f**k!” rather loudly. I ran to my car and drove home faster then what was legal, my mind racing the entire time.
I busted through the door and my wife was sitting watching t.v. and was shocked at me being home. I asked her who was there and she said no one has been here. After a rather long talk with my wife, I went to call the prison to tell them what was going on, but the phone was dead.
I went back to work and when I came in Dave was acting weird and asked me “How the hell are you doing this?”. He told me that when I left, he picked up the phone and the person on the other end sounded like me. He kinda freaked out and hung up the phone. A minute later as he could see my car leaving the parking lot, I had called back from home and asked what the fuck was going on. He said that I was a bit irate and said I was sick and did not feel like playing these games and was telling him to stop prank calling me and hung up. After convincing him I had no idea what was going on we went back to work.
Later, I find out that the phone line for my area had been knocked down the night before by the storm. This is absolutely the strangest thing that has ever happened to me.
Ten years ago I was retuning home from a road trip with two friends. I received a phone call from my parents asking when we would be arriving, and I explained that we were about 25 minutes away. About a minute later we came around a bend; it was a full moon and we could see the reflection from a lake below us and other than that the road was completely empty.
Suddenly everything went completely dark in the car, no lights from the dash or gauges or headlights on the road. The music also stopped, and re-started at the beginning of the cd we were listening to. There was now a vehicle pulled over by the police about 1/4 mile in front of us that hadn’t been there a spilt second before. I assumed I had dozed off for just a second as it was late. I thought it was still quite peculiar, though. After about a minute, the driver of the car tuned the music all the way down and said “did that just happen to anyone else?” The other passenger in the back seat sat forward abruptly and exclaimed “I thought I just fell asleep…”.
We then realized that the clock in the car was reading an hour later than it just had a minute before. To keep ourselves from freaking out we decided that the car had possibly had a momentary electrical failure and reset the clock to an odd time, turned off the dash lights, headlights, and gauges, and restarted the CD player. But when we arrived home 25 minutes later, we were one hour late. I am missing an hour of my life, and to this day have no idea how it happened.
I have a sleep tracking app on my phone that has a setting for lucid dreaming. It will start saying “You are dreaming” repeatedly in a woman’s voice with a bit of an echo. I was at work one day when I started hearing the voice randomly every few minutes or so. I checked my phone and as soon as the screen turned I woke up in my bed as the sun was rising. This happened about 3 or 4 more times, all at different times of the “day”. I didn’t trust reality for about a week after that and still refuse to use that particular setting of the app.
When I was like 10 or 11 I was going to the beach with my aunt and her friends. There were two cars of us. To get there we had to go through a very large industrial area. We didn’t know the direction, so our car was following the other. Suddenly, they did an unexpected turn and so our driver had to take a sharp bend.
In that moment we heard a very clear, loud voice inside the car saying laughing “Sharp bend, hm?!”. The driver immediately hit the brakes. We looked at each other, puzzled: we all recognized it as a voice not belonging to any of us.
In the very same time, we noticed that the other car has stopped as well. The other driver got out of the car with a scared face and shouted to us: “Did… did you hear that as well?”.
They heard the very same thing inside their car. The area around was full deserted.
When I was a teenager I had two really intense dreams one night. The first one was about an online friend of mine calling me to say she’d broken up with her boyfriend, and I sang a few lines of Seal’s “Don’t Cry” to her over the phone. The second dream was finding a (real life) friend dead body floating in her bathtub.
I didn’t think anything of it up until I logged online that evening and the online friend came online to tell me her boyfriend broke up with her. I immediately asked if I could call her, and she said no. I remember thinking that it meant something, like I could change it. Not long after, my phone rang, and it was Real Life friend from the dream calling me. I was completely freaked at this point, but talked to her normally… she was just talking about school and such… up until I realized I heard a splash in the background. I asked her, “Are you in the tub?” and when she said yes I felt like my heart had stopped. I asked her, “What did you do?”. She didn’t answer me right away, and then after a very long pause she told me she’d taken an entire bottle of pills and chased it with mushrooms and vodka.
She’d gotten scared waiting for it to hit her… so she called me so she’d hear someone’s voice. I hung up and called 911. By the time they got there she was unconscious, but alive. Today she’s a mom to a beautiful little girl, and she’s ok.
This happened back in college. I was driving home from my cabin in Northern Wisconsin through the Indian reservation. There was a man on the side of the road sort of limping along and I pulled over and asked if he was okay. He said yes, he was fine; he just needed to get home because his wife decided she still loved him. They’d had a fight. I asked the man where home was and surprisingly it was the same city where I went to college (about 2 hours away). I offered him a ride. He didn’t talk much. He was tired. When we got into town he started giving me directions.
“Just down here. It’s close,” he said. “Take a left at the lights.”
“Okay,” I said.
“Right here,” he said, pointing. “After the white truck.”
“Here?” I pulled into the driveway.
“Really?” I said.
“What?” he asked. He was grinning, like he knew what I was going to say next.
“I used to live here,” I told him.
“You don’t say.”
“Yes. Upstairs. Apartment number three.”
“Yeah. That’s ours!” Now he was smiling ear to ear. “Small world,” he said.
He thanked me for the ride and got out of my car and walked through the front door of my old apartment building. I know it was just a coincidence but it was one of the strangest moments of my life.