Have you heard of Gaspard Robilette? After watching a small segment about him, on the history channel a few days ago, I knew I had to share this chilling tale. I added more details and more description to make it more interesting to read, but the story is a true, remove the decorative elements, you have the original story. Happy Halloween Everyone!

The year was 1613, the cold air and gentle snow had settled over Paris, when a young bachelor name Gaspard Robilette, was stumbling home after a night a fun and pleasure. The noisy city was clam and still, the only signs of movement were shadows casted by the full moons light, which seemed to dance around the dimly lit streets. All of Paris was sleeping when Gaspard returned to his home, all of Paris it seems except a hooded figure. Covered in a black cloak and hood, there stood the figure, waiting outside his door. Young Gaspard proceeded cautiously, and too his surprise the hooded figure was a beautiful young woman. With luscious lips, with dazzling eyes, and a complexion to rival the moon, he was enchanted with her, and proceeded to ask this lady why she was standing there so late. In sensual voice, she replied, she was returning home, her servant had gone to get the carriage.

Gallant, and chivalrous, Gaspard invited the beauty inside, so she can wait in warmth. Once inside his home, they soon ended up dining, with few drinks at hand. Gaspard continued to be enchanted with his this beauty, and for her part, she never mentioned again about her servant, or the carriage, never touching her foodonly sipping her wine. Poor boy, so infatuated with this mysterious, exquisite flower, never bothered to notice that she never mentioned it again, nor did he even inquire where she was coming from, or who she really was. As the wax melted away and the flames reduced to a glow, the couple found each other in bed, spending the rest of night in pleasure.

The gentle sun light flittered through the windows of his bedroom the next morning, waking him up. He didnt even look at his guest who lay next to him, and went off to grab a treat to nibble on. As he walked, his step seemed to have a spring in it, his joyful state no doubt because of his night before. He soon realized the servants would be here soon, as well as his neighbors would soon wake, so he went back to his room, to awaken his guest. Gently addressing her as my lady he called out her, walking around the four poster bed. She didnt respond, so he pulled the curtains aside, moving into the bed to wake her. Eyes filled with fear, his heart pounding, Gaspard stumbled backwards, falling to the floor, unable to understand what happened. He found his strength, and pulled himself up to look again, in his bed lay no beauty, but a rotting corpse. Decaying and disgusting, the body of the girl laid there, shocking Gaspard. In a fit of terror he summoned doctors and a policeman, who when arrived were equally shocked. The Doctor, after studying her, came the conclusion she had been dead for over two weeks, and the police, confirmed by the robe marks around her neck, said she has died two weeks ago, by hanging. Before their eyes, the body slowly started to smoke, and within seconds, disintegrated. The Policeman later wrote of it the events, but the original document has gone missing, or is locked in the archives.