#12 Tales Of Unusual : The Painting

Tales Of Unusual

Welcome to Tales of Unusual — stories that remind us some art should never be made, and never be seen. Tonight’s tale is about a painting — one canvas, one brush, and a secret so dark that no one who looks too long stays the same. So dim the lights, listen close, and keep your eyes off the frame. This is The Painting.  #story #tales #unusual #talesofunusual #mystery #thriller #horror #ghost #haunt #plot

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00:00Welcome to Tales of Unusual, stories that remind us some art should never be made and never be seen.

00:09Tonight's tale is about a painting, one canvas, one brush, and a secret so dark that no one who looks too long stays the same.

00:19So dim the lights, listen close, and keep your eyes off the frame.

00:25This is the painting.

00:26Nathan was an art restorer, the quiet kind, who preferred old canvases to living people.

00:34He spent his days in a dusty studio behind a locked door, bringing forgotten paintings back to life.

00:42One evening, an old man appeared at his door, pale, stooped, clutching a large canvas wrapped in tattered cloth.

00:51Fix it, the old man croaked, shoving the bundle into Nathan's arms.

00:57Don't look too long.

00:59Before Nathan could ask, the man vanished down the dark street.

01:04Nathan turned on his lamp, unwrapped the canvas, and froze.

01:09It showed a woman, half-finished, her eyes blank, her mouth twisted in an almost smile.

01:15The brush strokes seemed to shimmer in the flickering light.

01:20He couldn't look away.

01:22At first, Nathan tried to treat it like any other piece.

01:26Gentle solvents, careful touch-ups.

01:29But when he stepped away, the woman's face seemed different.

01:34Her eyes followed him across the room.

01:37Her smile grew just enough to make him doubt himself.

01:40He locked the studio door at night, but still found himself drawn back.

01:46He dreamt of the painting, the woman stepping off the canvas, whispering secrets he couldn't remember by morning.

01:55Nathan told himself he'd finish the work, get paid, forget it, ever existed.

02:01But every brush stroke felt like it was painting him instead.

02:06Nathan researched the piece.

02:08No record, no signature.

02:10He scraped the back of the frame and found faint writing burned into the wood of Volin, 1893.

02:19No museum had heard of Volin.

02:22No auction house could trace him.

02:24In an old forum for lost art, Nathan found one mention.

02:29A single thread warning about Volin's final piece.

02:33Never finish what he started.

02:35Nathan laughed it off, but the next night he found the old man's coat draped over his studio chair, but no sign of the old man himself.

02:47Under the coat, a note.

02:49Finish her and free me.

02:51The woman's painted eyes glittered in the lamplight.

02:55Nathan stopped answering calls.

02:58He covered the windows, let dust gather at the door.

03:01His world shrank to the canvas and the figure waiting on it.

03:06Her eyes were full now, dark, deep, pools he could almost fall into.

03:13Her hair curled out from the frame, strokes so real he thought he saw them move.

03:19At night, he heard footsteps behind him.

03:23When he turned, the studio was empty.

03:25Except for the brush in his hand, still wet, friends knocked at the door, but Nathan didn't answer.

03:33The woman in the painting seemed to lean closer, whispering without lips, almost done.

03:40One stormy night, Nathan's lamp flickered out.

03:44In the silence, he heard the old man's voice rasping from the corner.

03:49You know what she wants.

03:52Nathan turned.

03:54The old man's eyes were hollow, his mouth stitched with shadows.

03:59Finish her or take her place.

04:01Nathan understood then.

04:03The painting was never meant to be finished.

04:06Each stroke pulled part of him inside.

04:09Each detail trapped a piece of his mind.

04:12The woman's hand reached out from the canvas.

04:15Pale, cracked, paint, dripping like blood.

04:20Nathan dropped his brush, but the brush didn't drop him.

04:24By dawn, the painting was complete.

04:27A woman, perfect and whole, staring out with eyes that seemed alive.

04:33The old man's coat lay on the floor, empty.

04:37Nathan's chair sat in front of the easel, empty too.

04:40On the canvas, behind the woman's shoulder, a faint reflection showed a man's face.

04:47Terrified, screaming, trapped behind the oil and varnish.

04:52People who pass the studio now swear.

04:55They see the woman's smile, see her blink.

04:58Some say, if you look long enough, you'll see Nathan, too.

05:03Pressed into the painted shadows, still trying to get out.

05:07No one knows what happened to the old man, or how many times the painting has changed hands.

05:15But sometimes, at night, someone knocks on a stranger's door, with a wrapped canvas, and three words, fix it.

05:24Please.

05:25So, if someone brings you a painting that watches you back, don't finish it.

05:30Some art should stay broken.

05:32Thank you for watching Tales of Unusual.

05:36Like, comment, and subscribe for more stories that stare back when you look away.

05:43Sleep well tonight, and don't turn your back on the canvas.

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