Do you have the photograph from the box?". The next few pictures were of the ground floor of the metal building. Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. My dad was one of the scientists involved. "Robert! On the other side of the lab was another door. My dad came over and said "Bill, what are you doing here? The experiments were to be done under absolute secrecy. Then there's a three month gap. Every time I stopped I felt like I was being watched. It was a laboratory, with many devices I didn't know the purpose of. I used the glow of my phone as a flashlight, illuminating only a few feet in front of me. said Bill as he stepped outside. I looked to the ground and saw his footprints in the snow. I then opened the second match. It was lab notes. They stopped at an old building made of sheet metal. "This was our home base, back in the 80s. When I got there I checked into another hotel. I scraped the ice off the windshield of my rental car and set off towards Albany. They couldn't get any other information. This was a year or two after I was born. Bill, whatever thing was impersonating him was standing in the doorway. It was dark. Each picture had a number, the date it was taken, and its size on the screen around it. Two months later I got a call from Kate. It was civilization. And then it hit me. After about 10 minutes, I saw someone walking towards me out of a storm. He seemed to get annoyed at me asking him about it. They stopped at an old building made of sheet metal. There were no strange events around the region. You may have heard of the Farnsworth experiments. They frequently need sanding and painting. I saved it. I was thinking Bill Benson must be keeping in great shape. I picked it up and opened it. In 1920, a fourteen-year-old boy in Idaho, named Philo Farnsworth, asked his science teacher for advice on a design he was working on for an electronic television system. "Good, meet me in half an hour in Washington park, I'll be by the fountain.". I said that if he was alive and anyone knew where he was, Benson would. The large dining room table was cleared of the clutter that had filled much of it in the past. That building gave me the creeps. There was the metal building. It was warm inside. The photo had been taken in the dark with a flash, making the background hard to make out. I realized I was later than I thought, as Thanksgiving dinner was nearly underway. The next was a look at the door from farther away. ", "Is this where the experiments happened? In it were five people, some in lab coats. I kept clicking through the pictures. The residents were a couple in their early 30s. "This was our home base, back in the 80s. ", "Is this where the experiments happened? I walked in, following Bill. Bill looked at me and Kate, then back at my dad. The light was coming from the one window. The only thought in my head was to get the fuck out of there. It was a hole. Any anxiety I felt began to fade after a few minutes. I couldn't remember any of this. Later, I made my way to his old apartment, bringing my camera with me. I didn't tell anyone where I was going. Then there are the next few entries, more spaces out. After a month, they stopped looking. Share The Farnsworth Paradox on Facebook Share The Farnsworth Paradox on Twitter The Professor asks the rest of the crew to throw away the product of his latest experiment, a two-foot-cubic yellow box, by throwing it into the sun. Farnsworth sold the house in 1975 to Lord Peter Palumbo, who removed the screens and installed air conditioning—which also helped with the building's ventilation problems. It was one little story, among many, sitting in the back of my mind. "How much did you hear?" I wanted to tell the police everything I knew, but they wouldn't believe me. He was wearing street clothes, also neat. By the time any of you read this I'll be dead. Stan Willis is a fictional character, but the others were all part of the 202 Green Street operation. I thought of the day Bill Benson came to thanksgiving dinner, and what he had said. After a short drive I found the building. I must have gone through the same routine. My head hurt like crazy. ", "Somebody knocked me out, how do you know we're not in danger? But I had been going straight for what must have been well over a mile. A lot of it I didn't understand, but one section was relatively clear. The first was old. One I didn't see anywhere in the room. I have a job and an apartment. The room was large and devoid of furnishings. Read The Farnsworth Experiments from the story Creepypasta Stories by mjlo1971 (milo) with 39 reads. Bill opened the door and we went in. In the pictures, I walked back into the woods. The drive was a little under three hours. Then they stopped. After a quick look around I realized 100s were the basement. The snow was starting to get pretty light. Kate was living in New Jersey, working on her residency at a big hospital. Peas were in short supply, but I never much liked them anyway. Dad was chatting about the goings on at MIT, his research, who was getting tenure. Bill Benson sat down. A man and a woman named Kimberly and Al. I told them he was a professor at a local college around 15 years ago, but I didn't remember which one. ", "For your own good, don't try any detective work. He hadn't been coming into work. I knew that photo. Don't stay down there too long!". They spent nearly a year working on the project, known only by it's codename Farnsworth. I thanked them both and returned to my car, ripping through the tape. I was frozen in place. Lots of technical stuff. But I had been going straight for what must have been well over a mile. Above them was a banner saying, Happy New Year '85. I occasionally thought I heard some nervousness in his voice, but it was too subtle to really tell. I'm 29 years old. It was dark. It was of another door. Dad looked over to us and said, "This is Bill Benson, an old colleague of mine.". Bill took it and pointed to the woman on the far right. Bill's cell phone, no reception. The Heads in Jars are kept alive by a unique form of powdered crystaline opal that according to Farnsworth has "unique temporal properties". The experiments were to be done under absolute secrecy. I hope they find your father.". I haven't told anyone. He, in his 60s, was easily outpacing me, a 26-year-old. In it were five people, some in lab coats. I went to go open it. How many pictures of it did I take? I felt watched from every angle. I was just in a city. He looked older in this picture. Are you a detective? They just kept going. Two months later I got a call from Kate. The one piece of information they could find about him was an apartment he had rented five years ago. I felt a sinking feeling as the source of the light grew more apparent. I'm sorry I brought you into this, and I'm sorry I brought your dad back into it. Any anxiety I felt began to fade after a few minutes. I don't know why. I felt too weak to move. Emily might be out there, don't you want to find her? Farnsworth-Munsell 100 HueColor Vision Test. There it was again, and again. Maybe it was a farmhouse. Most people call me Hutch, even in my professional life. Benson was on the left, looking much younger. I quickly pushed the button, I could't stand looking at that picture for another second. Then I heard a voice. When I got there I checked into another hotel. To fill my memory card up you would need a ridiculous number of photos. My dad replied, sounding more nervous than I had ever heard him. The Farnsworth experiments have had many victims, don't let yourself become one. I felt it. I ran the photo of him through face recognition and found two matches. I was in and out of two relationships. As I grew closer, the light grew brighter. It felt good to know the truth. I'll get out the pumpkin pie.". Farnsworth and his entourage arrived at 202 Green Street in September, 1926. I took a deep breath. How could I be here? I have a job, an apartment. I knew it was Bill Benson. It was a cell phone number under the name "call". I looked at the footprints. I flicked a light switch, causing the room to fill with light. It was warm inside. I could see through the disguise. I got up from the floor quickly, hitting my head on a shelf with a loud thud. There was a search for him. https://scare-factor.fandom.com/wiki/The_Farnsworth_Experiments?oldid=6043. How many pictures of it did I take. Creepypasta Wiki is a FANDOM Lifestyle Community. If Bill Benson was dead, who was it I had been talking to the last few hours? If it were true, then time travel was possible. "Robert! He was covered from head-to-toe in scratches and wounds. The next day I returned to Florida. I'll end with a brief statement to the people who were in my old life. I took the camera out of my camera bag and turned it on. They couldn't get any other information. After maybe two to three minutes, I heard Bill Benson shout, "You can't hide! I went off to college, lived life, and never gave it a second thought. I began to run, cellphone outstretched. How could he be so calm after what he saw. Everything down there has been broken for a long time though.". One such client is the Texas State Department … The Montford Experiment Read More » I wanted to tell the police everything I knew, but they wouldn't believe me. The woods were completely still. I had no idea why we went back. It was nice. I remember his voice clearly. It was him. In it was a ridiculously old looking cell phone, a photograph, and a few pieces of paper. I pulled the picture out. "Yes, can I ask you a few questions about someone who used to live here?". I nervously walked through it. I pulled the picture out. It felt good to know the truth. I started following them before they were filled in. Advertisements Estimated reading time — 11 minutes My name is Jim Hutchison. I heard faint footsteps from far away. Then another thought came to mind. I pulled the batteries out of the camera. The goal was to test a 15-year-old hypothesis that previous to this point seemed non-testable. The team tried and failed, nothing more to it. We have to find the ones they took. I was shivering. The next day I returned to Florida. 2:28 AM. I asked. Another famous test in this group is the Farnsworth D15 arrangement test. They moved in on me from all directions. I couldn't stay in one place. They saw Benson as a bit of nut. I don't have the notes, but I'll try my best to summarize what I read. The camera started loading the last picture. He taught physics and math there for ten years, before resigning. Snow lightly fell. Dad was chatting about the goings on at MIT, his research, who was getting tenure. Looking around the table, I felt deja vu. They saw Benson as a bit of nut. I couldn't remember any of this. Don't try to change the past, they won't let you. As I was about to leave, Kimberly seemed to remember something and told me to wait. It would only take a second. His hair was completely gray. I still felt watched, but I was alive. Three more. I could see Bill boiling water on a wood burning stove. I decided to just start walking. she replied. Live like I live, live like nothing ever happened. They spent nearly a year working on the project, known only by its codename, Farnsworth. Then one of a man, Bill. The goal was to test a 15-year-old hypothesis that previous to this point seemed non-testable. He was covered from head to toe in scratches and wounds. He seemed to get annoyed at me asking him about it. It felt like I had been following these footprints for an hour. There was nowhere I could hide. He looked mad. The Farnsworth Effect is the name given by Hubert J. Farnsworth to a method of time travel discovered by him involving Head Jars that allows for people to temporarily travel back in time to the era of when the head in question was originally alive. What flashed onto the screen shocked me more than anything in my life. There it was again, and again. But nobody considered what inhabitants it might have. I had no idea why we went back. "He told us if anyone trustworthy came looking for him, to give them this," she said. They were pulling me towards that hole. Forgetting over time became easier. He looked older than when I last saw him. This design came from work by Philo T. Farnsworth in 1964 and Robert L. Hirsch in 1967. Eventually, I saw a light in the distance. I noticed a banner on the far wall. I was alive. Dad had disappeared. Farnsworth House, pioneering steel-and-glass house in Plano, Illinois, U.S., designed by Ludwig Mies van der Rohe and completed in 1951. They ate pizza one night. And with that he left, running away without another word. The file sizes were expanding with each image. How could he be so calm after what he saw? When I kept it up, he eventually told me a brief account of what happened. When I kept it up, he eventually told me a brief account of what happened. It was barley 7 percent full when I'd last looked. They just kept going. In the middle were my parents. Dad never said anything about it. Bill, whatever thing was impersonating him was standing in the doorway. I began to read. It was the mid 80s and he was living in Albany, New York, pursuing his PhD. She ran into the apartment and came out a minute later with a small cardboard box, taped shut. I opened the list of contacts, and only one was listed. The room I'm in now. All I know is eventually I passed out from exhaustion. Now Bill's problem is he went back. Then there was a three-month gap. I walked over to the other staircase. I then opened the second match. ", She nodded and said, "You could talk to his old next door neighbors. 3 years ago. In 2010, the United States made a formal apology to Guatemala for their involvement in these experiments. The experiments were to be done under absolute secrecy. I saved it too. The next photos were of the first lab. They felt cold and horrible. Whoever made the blog must have disabled them from showing. I shined my phone light down the stairs, revealing an old wooden staircase. I pulled out my camera and snapped a picture of it. All of it looked like it had been falling apart for a long time. I flicked a light switch, causing the room to fill with light. Experiments with Farnsworth's "Fusor" in the early-to-mid 1960s were impressive but inconclusive: despite tremendous "neutron counts" (the evidence of fusion), the Fusor never conclusively reached "break-even" -- the point at which there is more energy coming out of the device than goes in to start and sustain the reaction. That was strange. It was the mid 80s and he was living in Albany, New York, pursuing his phD. This time there were more people. The file size on this photo was 15.3 gigabytes. They barely talked to him besides greetings in the hallway. I felt the watching return. Then they started to pull me across the room. There was the metal building. The man walked in and shut the door behind him. Whenever I did think about it, I found myself filled with an equal mix of fear and curiosity. I wasn't going in circles, was I? Bill's cell phone, no reception. I heard the footsteps grow louder. The instant the light from the photo hit my eyes I felt a horrible feeling. He looked terrified. On the right were two women I didn't recognize. Finally I got to a photo where Bill reached for the door to the second lab. But first, I would take some pictures of the journal. I had never seen dad act like this before. A few weeks later, after I had gotten over the shock of that night, I did some research on Bill Benson. I struggled with all my might, but I was helpless. But there was a problem. They barely talked to him besides greetings in the hallway. They were almost gone, but not quite. ", He got up and walked through the adjoining living room and out the door, into the light snow. The memories flooded back to me. First, as one of a long series of house projects, the Farnsworth House embodies a certain aesthetic culmination in Mies van der Rohe’s experiment with this building type. It was a series of journal entries by one of the scientists. And now we don't talk about it, we think about it as little as we can, and we never go back. Every day. I shined the phone light on my hand and saw blood. Then he spoke, "I'm sorry you had to see that, there's nothing to worry about. Said the woman behind the desk. As I grew closer, the light grew brighter. Bill took it and pointed to the woman on the far right. Scare-Factor Wiki is a FANDOM Lifestyle Community. Kate and I waited for them to come back, very curious about what was going on. ", "Yes, exactly", said Bill, "Our lab was downstairs. Visual stimulus and fMRI activation in a single subject during performance of the Farnsworth–Munsell 100-Hue test. In the middle were my parents. When I told you we failed, that was a lie. His car was in his driveway. No words possible to make out. I felt a chill go up my spine. I've now concluded that The Farnsworth experiment sought to find a means of time travel by drilling through another reality. I could see Bill boiling water on a wood burning stove. A few weeks later, after I had gotten over the shock of that night, I did some research on Bill Benson. Memories came flooding back. As I was about to leave, Kimberly seemed to remember something and told me to wait. Only one light. The Farnsworth Invention is a stage play by Aaron Sorkin adapted from an unproduced screenplay about Philo Farnsworth 's first fully functional and completely all-electronic television system and David Sarnoff, the RCA president who stole the design. She led me upstairs to her old bedroom, situated right above Dad's office. A lot of it I didn't understand, but one section was relatively clear. Early entries are calm and optimistic. Photographing everything. I managed to get one glimpse of where they were pulling me, an open door. Kate was living in New Jersey, working on her residency at a big hospital. "Can I help you? That's why we moved away from Albany. "You want some coffee?". Above them was a banner saying Happy New Year '85. Then the project ended. I noticed on one table was an old notebook. He began work on a government funded research project. That also goes for everyone back in Florida. We can't get ourselves involved. He looked terrified. I also hadn't seen the road in a long time. If it were true, then time travel was possible. I don't have the notes, but I'll try my best to summarize what I read. I did. Are you a detective? I walked the perimeter, but saw no other ways in. I heard faint footsteps from far away. She seemed to remember him, just barley, from back in Albany. But some problems have proved to be unresolvable. Maybe it was a farmhouse. The background was too dark to make out what was in the third room. Faint, but not quite filled in, I finally stopped to catch my breath. After a minute or two I walked over to those stairs. Bill looked over at dad and said. Participants will sometimes second-guess what the researcher is after, or change their answers or behaviors in different ways, depending on the experiment or environment. I replied. That's why we moved away from Albany. Don't try to save me. All I know is eventually I passed out from exhaustion. A few months after I graduated, I drove up to Boston for Thanksgiving of '06. Who was it whose footsteps were coming from the second lab? I hate that hole". I don't know why I did it, it just felt like the right thing to do. They were almost gone, but not quite. There was the banner. I knew Dad was alive. The one door began to open, and I heard a familiar voice. Mies and Edith started as architect and client, became lovers, then bitter enemies who last saw each other in court. She ran into the apartment and came out a minute later with a small cardboard box, taped shut. My dad came over and said. "He told us if anyone trustworthy came looking for him, to give them this." I used a fake name. It was a cell phone number under the name "call". He'd complete dropped off of everyone's radar. We never talked about it. Whoever made the blog must have disabled them from showing. The camera started loading the last picture. The call cut off. Bill opened the door and we went in. I went to go open it. I then noticed that they came from the same source. It was the New Year's day photo. Do you have the photograph from the box?". I felt watched from every angle. Professor Farnsworth is a senile, deranged, as well as unpredictable old man who is both a maniac and a genius who was born in prison as mentioned in \"Overclockwise\". Today, I'm back to living my life, the best that I can. He told us to sit down at the table. The only light coming from my cellphone. There was Bill running over the hill. "Are you coming? The room was large and devoid of furnishings. Later, I made my way to his old apartment, bringing my camera with me. It rang, once, twice, three times. I knew something was out there. The same expression from the previous photo locked on his pale dead face. A pool of blood had formed around him, dripping down into the hole. He asked. I replied, "We were there for maybe five minutes.". I was lying in the snow. I nodded, though my head was filling with questions. 107 was easy to find. "Can I help you?" I made my way to the main office and walked in. It was old and faded, but I could still make out what it said: Happy New Year '85. How could he say everything was safe. I got a job in Tampa, Florida. She must have been around four or five at the time. There were two flights of stairs, one going up and one going down. She motioned to be quiet and pointed to a vent in the corner of the room. I took out my phone and looked at the time. They were mostly talking about an issue with oscillators. Now I could see what was watching me. I must not have blacked out. Before I blacked out. I've been here three years. Live like I live, live like nothing ever happened. They were speaking in jargon. I haven't told anyone. I walked the perimeter, but saw no other ways in. In it was a ridiculously old looking cell phone, a photograph, and a few pieces of paper. The story of the creative and emotional entanglement in 1947 between legendary architect Mies Van der Rohe and his client Dr. Edith Farnsworth which resulted in the first glass house -- the landmark Farnsworth House near Chicago. It was barley seven-percent full when I'd last looked. I'm somewhere where I can't make trouble. He took the flight of stairs that led up. The instant the light from the photo hit my eyes I felt a horrible feeling. "If you want to stay for dessert, stay. I heard a lot about oscillations. There was a search for him. Dad took a deep breath and started to speak, "Kate, Robert, I have some things I need to explain.". A big problem. There were no dates posted on them. I didn't know how to get back. After what felt like half an hour, Kate said,"I have an idea.". It was Bill. I found an old webpage for a university that listed a William C. Benson as a professor. I looked at the photograph first. Bill looked at me and Kate, then back at my dad. This picture of Benson must have been more recent. The reason the government denied the project's existence was purely embarrassment over funding something that in hindsight seemed so ridiculous. After a short drive I found the building. Then one of Bill opening the door, obviously straining himself. When I told you we failed, that was a lie. They ate pizza one night. He rarely talked about it, and when he did he always said the rumors were overplayed. "You want some coffee?". "Are you coming? I began to look around. I pulled out my cell phone, no reception. We ate pumpkin pie. As we descended the old wooden flight of stairs, Dad walked into view. I closed the photo quickly. He looked very worn out. Then they stopped. More and more of them became clear. ", "It's for your own good that I don't tell you. Early entries were calm and optimistic. I could see through the disguise. He grew up around horses and as a teenager was offered an opportunity to ride in films. I looked to the ground and saw his footprints in the snow. He was the only one of us who made a clean break. I touched my head, feeling a sharp pain. After a bit of walking, I saw a fountain in the distance. The photo was definitely him. I flicked another switch and saw another lab, very similar to the first, but a little bigger. The usual things. Email Address * Company Thank you! I struggled with all my might, but I was helpless. "Disappeared, insane, disappeared, disappeared, oh and there's me. Bill shouted calmly from two rooms away. "You know how I've said I worked on the Farnsworth experiments when you both were really little. Dad, if you're reading this, take your own advice. And then it hit me. The reason the government denied the project's existence was purely embarrassment over-funding something that in hindsight seemed so ridiculous. He seemed to get annoyed at me asking him about it. The Farnsworth-Munsell 100 hue test is one of the most famous color vision tests available. We kept looking down the hall to Dad's office, the door remained shut. We all sat in our usual chairs, clustered around the part of the table not covered in papers and screens filled with incomprehensible equations. I noticed on one table was an old notebook. They walked away quickly. You owe me!" Last Name. would be unmistakably visible in the later Farnsworth House. 6640 Intech Boulevard, Ste. "You know how I've said I worked on the Farnsworth experiments when you both were really little. That also goes for everyone back in Florida. It felt like I had been following these footprints for an hour. I walked over to the other staircase. Night. Sheet after sheet of random notes and equations. I flicked another switch and saw another lab, very similar to the first, but a little bigger. They tried and tried, but found nothing. My aunt and uncle, a cousin, and Kate's fiancée all showed up. 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