I'm not entirely sure which 'Freaky Fred' you specifically mean. There could be various fictional or real - life stories associated with someone named Freaky Fred. It could be a local legend, a character from a niche story, or even a name someone uses in a personal anecdote.
Sorry, I don't have enough information to share details. It could be a very specific local story or something only known within a certain community. Maybe it's a story about a prankster named Freaky Fred who was known for his wild and unexpected pranks.
One real freaky story I heard was about a haunted house. A family moved in and at night, they would hear strange scratching noises on the walls. They also saw shadowy figures moving around. It was so terrifying that they ended up moving out within a month.
The unknown elements. For example, in a story where there are strange noises in an old house but you don't know what's causing them. It creates a sense of fear because our minds start imagining all sorts of terrifying things, like ghosts or monsters.
The unknown factor makes real freaky stories interesting. We are curious about things that seem out of the ordinary. For example, in stories about ghosts, we don't really know if they exist, but the idea of something supernatural gives us a thrill.
Fred and Rose West were a couple who committed numerous atrocious murders. They preyed on young women and girls. Their modus operandi included luring victims into their home, where they would then be tortured and killed. The full extent of their crimes came to light during investigations. Their case has been studied extensively to understand the minds of serial killers and how they managed to operate for so long without being detected immediately.
There was a girl who moved into a new apartment. Every night, she heard a scratching noise coming from the wall. At first, she thought it was just mice. But one day, she saw a face peering through a crack in the wall. It was a pale face with sunken eyes. She called the landlord, but when he came, the face disappeared. That night, the scratching got louder and louder until she couldn't bear it anymore. She moved out the next day.
For me, it's the unexplained elements. Like when things move on their own with no logical reason. For example, a book flying off a shelf when there's no wind or anyone nearby.