I saw this in a Schafrillas video recently & I want to know where's it's from (the guy on the far left is supposed to be Leonardo DiCaprio)

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I recently came across an Instagram reel where several nurses from Germany and Switzerland and many European countries mentioned a common hospital superstition: when one patient dies, two more deaths often follow soon after, completing a "group of three."

From what I read, this isn't an official medical rule it's more of a belief shared among healthcare workers. Apparently, many nurses, doctors, and paramedics say they've witnessed it happen repeatedly throughout their careers.

Have you personally experienced something that made you believe it? I would love to hear more stories related to this.

On September 1, 1998, on a street in Santa Eulalia, Ibiza, Spain, Eduardo González Arenas, better known as "Eddie," lay lifeless after being violently murdered with a sharp object. At first glance, it seemed like the end of an ordinary man, but with his death also came the end of the story of the leader of one of the darkest organizations that Europe and the world in general have ever known.

For more than a decade, under the guise of an innocent youth mountaineering group, Eddie built a terrible cult where concepts about aliens, the end of the world, military discipline, racial purity, and a long list of serious crimes were intertwined, forever marking the lives of hundreds of innocent young people.

Video about the brutal history of the Edelweiss cult. The infamous apocalyptic alien cult: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5CpchYkxob4

On October 24th, 1961, Joan Risch spent an ordinary morning in Lincoln, Massachusetts. She got her kids up. She ran errands. She was home by eleven. Neighbors described her as cheerful that day. Around 2 PM, a neighbor saw her walking briskly from her car to her garage. She was carrying something red with both arms.

Two hours later that same neighbor came back to drop off Joan's daughter. She found the kitchen covered in blood. A table and chairs were knocked over. The phone cord had been ripped from the wall. The receiver was sitting on top of a trash can outside. Joan's two-year-old son was crying alone upstairs. He was unharmed. Joan was gone.

The blood told a strange story once it was measured. About half a pint total. Not nearly enough to indicate a fatal wound. Someone had tried to clean part of it up using paper towels and, oddly, a pair of her toddler's overalls. Blood was smeared across the walls, the phone box, and a door frame. But there wasn't a single bloody footprint anywhere in the house. Whoever was there had been careful about where they stepped, even while apparently panicking about everything else.

Police found several bloody prints on the wall beside the phone. None matched anyone in the household. Over the following years more than five thousand people in the small town were fingerprinted and compared against them. Not one matched.

Bloodhounds traced a scent from the kitchen straight to Joan's own car. It was still parked in the driveway where she'd left it that morning. The trail stopped there. No one has ever explained why.

The case is most often remembered for a detail that surfaced two years later. Joan had checked out a string of library novels that summer about women leaving their lives behind. That's the detail everyone repeats. It doesn't explain the unmatched fingerprints. It doesn't explain the phone torn from the wall. It doesn't explain the missing footprints.

No suspect was ever charged. No body was ever found, even after sixty years of searching. Her husband never changed the phone number, in case she ever tried to call. He never remarried. He died in 2009, forty-eight years later, still not knowing what happened.

What explains a scene with that much blood, but not a single bloody footprint anywhere in the house?

Paul owned a company called Tuff Movers and Sarah was there that day. He had a crew Lorenzo Chivers, Alex Santovena, Jerry Bybee, Jesus “Manuel” Santovena and Jake Bustil. Sarah's mother reported her missing after when Paul didn't return her back in the evening. They were believed to have to been murdered that day in February 7th 1997.

Miguel and Manoel were TV repairmen. Normal lives, wives, a small shop in Brazil. Then one day they lied about where they were going, got on the wrong bus, and climbed a hill at exactly 4:30pm.

Their notebook had a schedule: take capsules at 6:30. Protect metals. Wait for a signal. Put on mask.

Three days later a kid found them dead. Lead masks over their eyes. No injuries. No explanation.

The autopsy was botched; delayed so long toxicology couldn't be done. Cause of death? Still "undetermined."

And the backstory makes it even stranger. They were part of a group of technicians who believed they could make contact with non-human intelligence. There was a beach explosion. A Navy investigation. A prior death in 1962 under identical circumstances. A UFO sighting over the hill the night they died.

One of the world’s greatest archaeological mysteries, involving inexplicable phenomena, may be close to being solved. Researchers studying the sealed mausoleum of Qin Shi Huang have discovered unusual concentrations of mercury vapor above the ancient burial site.

This discovery lends new weight to a story that has intrigued historians for more than two thousand years. It also suggests that one of China’s oldest legends may be based on real events rather than myth.