In a nut shell...
Thomas Busby was a trouble maker and a dunk. Supposedly. And he had a favorite chair. In a pub... located inside an Inn In North Yorkshire, England.
Busby got into a heated argument one day with a man named, Daniel Auty, and apparently murdered him... with a hammer. Yikes.
A few days later, after authorities located Auty's remains, they went into the pub, to find Busby sitting in his chair, drunk, like always. They arrested him, took him across the street, and hung him. Tough break.
So here's the good part, as he was being dragged out of the Inn, kicking and screaming, Busby shouted to onlookers that anyone who sat in his chair would die a horrible death.
And no joke, everyone who has ever sat in Busby's chair died shortly after. I when I say shortly, I mean within minutes or hours and in the strangest ways! Look them up if you don't believe me.
Eventually it became such a issue that the chair was removed from the Inn (which is now known as the the Busby Stoop Inn) and nailed up high on the wall of the Thirsk Museum in North Yorkshire. No one has sat in the "haunted" chair since. Thus, no more mysterious and untimely deaths. For the most part.
I consider myself a person who does not scare easily when the paranormal is concerned. But Busby's Chair really gives me the heebee jeebees. I'm not even sure if I'd want to be in the same room as it, and I most certainly wouldn't sit in it.
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