If you’re one of those people who can hear the hum of a television or the buzzing of electrical wires, then you know what it’s like to be slowly driven insane by a sound you can barely detect. For residents of Taos, New Mexico, that’s every minute of every day. Since the 1990s, residents of Taos have reported a constant, ceaseless humming noise that permeates the entire town and drives them close to barely distinguishable madness.
In Borneo, a similar sound was traced back to a local factory, and in a town in England, the noise came from a nearby flight path. Not so for Taos, where investigators have been attempting to locate the source of the maddening sound for over 20 years, with no success. The prevailing theory is that the afflicted might be “super hearers” whose ears are sensitive enough to pick up sounds from inside their own heads … which, as far as mutant powers go, seems a bit counterproductive.
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1. The Devil’s Kettle In Minnesota
Quick: Think mystery, think intrigue, think nigh-supernatural, unexplainable phenomenon.
Did you think … Minnesota?
Maybe you should. Behold the Devil’s Kettle.
At some point along the Brule River, the river flow splits along a rock outcrop. Half of it continues flowing on to Lake Superior, and the other half falls down a hole to … uh … water heaven?
It doesn’t seem to come back out anywhere. The assumption has always been that it flows through a system of underground caves until it pops out again somewhere near the lake, because it has to wind up somewhere. But scientists have never figured out where that is.
Not that they haven’t tried — researchers have poured dye into the Kettle and then watched the lake to see which part of it would turn colors. When that didn’t work, they tried dumping Ping-Pong balls, which also vanished from this universe, only to seriously confuse the inhabitants of Dimension X, whose own comedy writers are, at this very moment, freaking out about the lake that produces Ping-Pong balls from nowhere.
One thing we do know? Our plans for the weekend. We’re going to need a fifth of your finest, cheapest bourbon, a boogie board, and a GoPro.