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this happened in my freshman year of high school I'm 20 now and this is the first time I've thought about it in a while I was in my third period class the second to last period before the school day was over I was in my literacy workshop class the class was pretty small probably about 10 to 12 kids other than myself we were doing some type of activity as a class so it was pretty loud we were all having a pretty good time when the classroom phone rang my teacher picked it up and immediately looked at me after about five seconds she said someone was on the phone wanting to speak to me this caught me off guard but I assumed it was one of my parents asking a question but they usually would just text me I got up and the teacher handed me the phone and resumed what she was doing with the class I put my ear to the phone and was about to say hello when the person on the other line interrupted me abruptly I'm going to kill you chop you up put you in a bag and throw your pieces in the back of my truck he also began giving me my own personal info like my address phone number and the street I live on he told me what class I was currently in and my teacher's name I didn't have an opportunity to say anything before he just hung up I didn't know who this person was my teacher and classmates began to wonder what the person on the phone was saying to me because I never said a word and I'm sure my facial expression looked a little odd the teacher asked if everything was okay and I responded yeah everything's fine at the end of class I was going to tell my teacher where the person said but I decided not to for some reason I didn't think my teacher would take it seriously all of this had me wondering who the hell was this person on the phone how did he know all of this information and why me why would he say these things to me what did I do to him I have never wronged anyone bad enough for them to feel this way after basketball practice as my friend's mom was driving me home I didn't see anything too unusual since this happened in the winter it was dark by the time we were driving home at one point I did notice a black pickup truck that drove away right as we pulled into my driveway but I couldn't see the driver I never told anyone what happened that day in class and I never heard that man's voice or seen that black pickup truck ever again when I was about 12 years old I had a lot of issues with night terrors and rarely slept a whole night through one night I got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom i sat down half-asleep thinking of nothing but emptying my bladder and then going back to bed when I see movement out of the corner of my eye there was a man standing by the other door to the bathroom staring at me he was wearing a tattered great jumpsuit and had a crutch I don't remember how I got to my parents room but suddenly I was there hysterical my dad got up and went into the bathroom in the kitchen to look around he didn't find anything but allowed me to sleep on the couch in their bedroom anyway I didn't fall back asleep about an hour or so later I heard the sliding door to the bathroom from my sister's room in limping footsteps the next morning my dad searched around again and noticed that the fridge in the pantry had been raided I have no idea who the person was and I never saw him again I used to live in a rented house that sat across the street from a fairly bustling city park at night when the park was deserted I would walk out my front door and sit on my porch and look at the trees and the stars one night around 1:00 a.m. I opened the front door and started to sit down that's when I saw a man standing in the park he was directly in front of my house the man was dressed all in black and was wearing a mask the mask was just a plain white face and it was extremely creepy to look at the sight of this guy sent a chill down my spine he didn't move at all although I know he was looking at me the entire neighborhood was silent and still and we just paused there holding our ground looking at each other we watched each other for a long time and then he suddenly walked away I ended up calling the police because I figured this guy was casing the neighborhood or something the cops came and took my statement a couple of months later I'm doing some yard work around the side of my house I'm pulling a huge tangle of weeds out from a thicket underneath my kitchen window I see something that looks like trash no I pick it up and look at it it's the mask that the man was wearing that night I was on vacation in Hawaii with my family in an area of the Big Island that was pretty sparsely populated we pulled off the main road to go check out what was supposedly a really nice place to watch the sunset it was getting sort of late Twilight time and we finally got down to the spot we pulled in and there were two other cars in the parking lot both older rusty looking trucks we figured they were probably there for the sunset as well so we got out of the car and began looking around I happened to glance back at the trucks and noticed something really strange in the front seat of both cars were two people wearing Horsehead masks not saying anything not moving just sitting there I thought okay that's really odd and I tapped my mom in the shoulder to point it out she glanced over and saw what I did my dad just laughed it off claiming they were probably just prankster teenagers I waited a few more minutes glancing back at them before saying that I was getting really weirded out and that I wanted to leave my mom agreed so we started going back to our car I looked back at the trucks and the window had rolled down on the side facing us and the people in the masks had turned and started staring at us as we walked back to our car we got back in and backed up then started to leave I looked behind us and the people had leaned out of their windows and were watching us still with the masks on the road was dirt and really potholed so it was slow going after a few minutes of driving they appeared behind us I looked back out the window and they were all still wearing their masks just staring at us we got back on the main road and drove away from the house we were renting and they followed us the nearest police station was about a half an hour away but we drove to it and when we pulled in to our relief they kept going but they all turned to look at us as they went past slowly all of them still wearing the masks we waited for about an hour at the station and eventually went back to the house after we were sure they were gone I spent the rest of the vacation terrified that they would somehow show up again that they had been following us I have no idea who they were or what they were all about maybe some locals having a laugh at tourists by creeping them out or maybe something worse my mom was separating with her husband at the time before my father and was basically on her own to get back to where her family lived she has good memories of some of the people she hung out with and even uses those encounters to convince me that people are generally good which I often disagree with while stuck in traffic one particular occasion is what caused her to stop hitchhiking she was in a car with someone who happened to turn down a road that raised my mom suspicions you know the kind of road dark isolated unpaved in the middle of nowhere as he's driving down the road my mom asks where are we going no response the guy pulls the car to a stop and then gets out as he's walking around to her side of the car she puts her backpack between herself and the door he opens the door and she pushes the backpack into his chest and jumps out through the driver's side door she explained that she basically ran out into the woods and hid behind a tree the guy kind of walked around aimlessly through the woods for which she explains as an eternity eventually he got back into his car and left she told me this story when I was about 10 or 11 years old while people usually are fearful of the crazy hitchhikers she explained the side most people tend to overlook when I was 17 I didn't have a driver's license I walked most places occasionally catching rides with friends and less occasionally hitchhiking the night in question was one of those seldom seen occasions when I decided to hitchhike having worked late and being too exhausted to walk home now most of the time when I would hitchhike I wouldn't get in the car with a lone man only women or rarely men with a girl or kids in the car this night though cars were few and far between and it was very cold and really if I'm being perfectly honest when he pulled over I took a good look and figured I could take him if he tried anything he was on the slender side and had a strange frailness about him I got into the car after we agreed on a destination we exchanged names and I warmed my fingers in front of a heating vent he spoke quietly asking a few questions along the lines of was AIA local and how did I like living there he said he'd only been there a couple of months but found it beautiful and hoped he could find happiness there that comment struck me a little odd it kind of made me uncomfortable but I brushed it off it began to snow and the road quickly got slippery so he slowed and kept his eyes straight out the windshield driving silently I was ok with that as small talk was never my forte about 10 minutes later I noticed a car near the intersection that we were approaching it seemed to be sliding so I said watch out he immediately hit the gas shooting through the intersection and burst out with don't you ever raise your voice at me again needless to say I was taken back and I responded look this is close enough just pull over here and I can I can I can walk the rest of the way he didn't seem to hear me Richard did you hear me I said you can pull over here and I can just walk no response he just stared straight ahead driving faster now than he had been since it began to snow to say I was scared doesn't seem to cover the depth of fear that begin to arise inside me I didn't know if I should stay quiet or speak but I damn sure was not going to raise my voice again after about a mile he began to mumble under his breath I couldn't quite make out what he was saying but I assumed he was speaking to me so I said I'm sorry I can't hear you he began to speak a little bit louder and rapidly saying things like you're always yelling at me I've told you time and again I do not appreciate being yelled at but do you listen no no you're always yelling at me well I'm done listening to you now do you hear that I'm done I was at a complete loss I didn't know what to say in response or if I should say anything at all I contemplated just jumping out of the car but I nixed that idea when I realized the door lock was missing there was just a silver lined hole where it should have been my eyes begin to water and I debated with myself about causing an accident by grabbing the wheel and hoping for the best when he suddenly looked at me for the first time since I had gotten into the car he blinked several times rapidly and then slowed the car pulling into a gas station I waited to see if he would unlock the doors not wanting to say anything to set him off again after a minute or two he quietly said I think I better let you out here and hit the button to unlock the doors I wasn't about to hesitate I jumped out of the car as if it were on fire I was about to turn and walk into the gas station when he called my name he looked so damn sad that I hesitated he apologized said he was sorry if he frightened me that he never would have harmed me and asked if I'd be able to get home okay I said yes that I would and close the door he began to pull out at the gas station lot but then stopped suddenly he just sat there for a minute his head down I froze wondering what the hell he was doing and I was about to run into this station he rolled down his window and yelled out to me waving something in his hand it was my hat I had left it on the seat I approached his side of the car and he handed it to me apologizing again I didn't know what else to say so I just said thank you I watched as he drove off making sure he was out of sight before moving on so he wouldn't know which direction I was walking I had decided to go towards a friend's house instead of home as I walked I went to put my hat back on and out fell a piece of paper folded into the paper was a $100 bill the paper said I'm sorry please take a cab and don't ever hitchhike again some people want to kill you and they don't know why that was in fact the last time I ever hitchhiked I knew a guy named Mike who ran a coffeehouse it was a pretty hip place kind of beatnik live music poetry readings and open mic nights but something about Mike was just a little off he's the kind of guy that would stare at you too long when making eye contact girls all hated him and were completely creeped out by him he had long hair a beard and drove a van which didn't make anything any better he just had an innate creepiness about him if you asked him how he was he's the kind of guy that would respond with oh I'm good just cutting up hookers and shoving them in dumpsters everyone just kind of knew he was joking but still who the hell talks like that after about a year he sold the coffee house to a friend and I ended up managing it business picked up pretty quick after word got out that Mike wasn't around anymore the place was really starting to turn a profit and everything was going great and then he started hanging out every now and then being his creepy old self leering at teenage girls and just kind of being generally inappropriate I eventually had to ask him to not come back and it got ugly he made a scene fast forward about four years and I'm sitting on my couch watching TV the local news comes on and his face pops up on the screen he had been arrested for raping and torturing three women he was found with a woman shackled in the back of his van and he had been driving around all night tasering and raping her he's currently serving three consecutive life sentences this one night when I arrived for work my supervisor looked confused and asked me what I was doing there I said I'm here for work and he said but they said you called in a few hours ago saying that you were sick I was confused and said it must have been someone else and they got the message wrong after everyone else showed up for work that night it was a bit more weird but we carried on as usual and assigned everyone their places for the night I went to work in the control room where I usually work the control room is the centre of the prison that has direct control over the cameras doors phones and everything else after I relieve the guard on duty and settled in for the night I looked at the message that said I called in it said that I had called at 6:50 and said that I've gotten sick while out cleaning up after the storm there had been a storm the night before and it was kind of bad but not anything that I had to go out and clean up it was truly weird the supervisor came into the control room about that time he was also a friend of mine outside of work and we started talking about it how odd it was I decided to call my wife at home and tell her about it while he was sitting in there with me I picked up the phone and dialed after two rings a man picked up the phone and with a raspy voice said hello I did not know what to say for a few seconds I looked at the phone to make sure I dialed the right number and I had after a few seconds the person said again hello in the same raspy voice I said hello who is this this is Taylor who is this the person said my head started spinning because my name is Taylor and then I asked where is Anne he responded and in bed who the hell is this I dropped the phone and told my supervisor to ring me out I had to get home I took off towards the door I could hear Dave pick up the phone behind me and say hello followed directly after with what the hell I ran to my car and drove home faster than what was legal my mind racing the entire time I busted through the door and my wife was sitting watching TV and was surprised that I had just come through the door I asked her who was there and she said nobody and asked what I was talking about after a rather long talk with my wife I went to call the prison to tell them what was going on but the phone was disconnected I went back to work and when I came in Dave was acting weird and asked me how the hell are you doing this he told me that when I left he picked up the phone and the person on the other end sounded like me exactly like me he told me he was completely freaked out and hung up the phone a minute later he was watching me leave the parking lot and my house phone called he answered and said that it was me asking what was going on he said that I sounded irate and said that I was sick and didn't feel like playing games and it was telling him to leave me alone after convincing him I had no idea what was going on we went back to work later I found out that the phone line for my area had been knocked out the night before by the storm this is absolutely the strangest thing that has ever happened in my life I don't know that I will ever be able to explain it when I was 16 and working at an ice cream store all alone late at night it was the beginning of March in Canada so the ground was covered in a thick layer of snow I got a phone call I can see a man's voice whispered eerily I looked around in a panic the store had huge glass windows on all sides I couldn't see anyone in the darkness I cringed the man began to vividly describe how we plan to murder me I was terrified and as soon as the shock wore off which seemed like ages I hung up the phone I was hysterical I rushed to all the doors and locked them then I hid behind the counter with the phone I couldn't help but cry I called my boss and told him what happened I asked him if I should call the police I was shocked by his answer he said no it was just a prank open the store that man was probably joking just go back to work I couldn't believe that my boss told me this he wasn't even making money because it was negative 15 degrees outside and nobody was gonna come into the store but he wanted me to endanger myself by opening up when some psycho had been threatening me I called my dad who was furious he came to get me within 5 minutes I closed the store and he took me home needless to say I never went back to work there again and never spoke to my old boss again it was the most terrifying thing that's happened to me so this one evening I'm sitting on the train this woman behind me is having a very loud conversation with someone over the phone something about some guy she thinks is cute or something I keep listening mostly because she's too loud to ignore and things began to get weird the guy that she's describing sounds like me the clothes that I was wearing at that moment so I turn around and this girl looking into my eyes says oh god he's looking at me now the weird thing though she's just sitting there no phone no earpiece nothing yeah I got off at the next stop so most of this story takes place back when I was just a little kid I lived in a nice neighborhood in a relatively small town in Southern California I had this imaginary person growing up at least my parents convinced me that he was imaginary there is a reason that I don't call him an imaginary friend I would see him everywhere but the majority of the times that I saw him it was in my house the man was completely black and no I don't mean race I mean actually full-on pitch black his clothes were indiscernible his face was blank the only distinct feature I remember were his red eyes he had the most terrifying red eyes the entire eye was red not just the iris it's weird writing about him now I can see them in my mind's eye it gives me the chills it would never be an auspicious moment when he arrived it wasn't the clock striking noon or the second the Sun went down it would be completely random I would be playing with my Lincoln Logs and without as much as a whisper he'd be there with me he would never do much just stare and smile then he would leave as quietly as he'd come the longest he stayed with me was probably a little over an hour just standing there looking down as the years went by I began to get accustomed to his presence he would appear and usually I would just nod I even got used to using the restroom around him that's how often he was around standing ever so close or ever so far away the funny thing was my entire family knew about him and to this day they remember they never saw him themselves my sister was the one who always believed me my parents were more skeptical and eventually it became normal for them to hear about the black man standing in my room I eventually stopped saying anything at all when he appeared I tried everything talking to him yelling at him asking him questions one time I even got the courage to touch him he merely stepped away from my reach so I left it at that and never tried that again occasionally he would give me a smile the reason I don't refer to him as evil hateful is because he never did hurt me he never tried he would just watch and smile those red eyes never stopped making me shiver but that was mostly just me we eventually moved out of that house my childhood left me and I bid goodbye to the shadow man or so I call him he was there on the last day before the move his grin that day seemed to be plastered on his face it didn't waver for a second I was about nine years old at this time the next years of my life were blessedly free of his presence no more watchful red eyes no more crying myself to sleep fast forward to age 16 I was walking up to my room one night late after midnight I hadn't thought about the shadow man in a long time I was walking down the hall that leads to my room when he suddenly emerged from my brother's room his red eyes focused on me and he flashed me a huge wicked smile he slowly walked across the hallway into my room this is where most movie protagonists would chase him down and ask for answers I turned around walked back down the stairs and left my house I sat on the curb until morning I haven't seen him again since my sister still remembers him though my parents remember hearing so much about him but to this day they still think it was just my imagination to be fair I am a pretty imaginative person I daydream a lot but nothing ever physically manifests out of these daydreams I understand why my parents were skeptical about four years ago I was sleeping and woke up randomly to see a person standing next to my bed this person was clearly female but very petite perhaps a teenager or just tiny in stature she was facing away from me and had her shoulder cocked up to her cheek like the way you sometimes see people holding phones her hair was in a low ponytail there was nothing surreal or ghostly about her she appeared exactly as you would imagine a person would if you were to wake up in a dark room that is somewhat illuminated by moonlight there was no mistaking the fact that someone else was standing only a couple feet away from my bed I joked it up right immediately shock is putting it mildly I remember my heart was pounding the worst part about it was that she heard me sit up and reacted turning her crooked head around to face me as if equally surprised to see me as I was her I was so scared I actually closed my eyes like they do in the movies thinking that when I opened them she would be gone and I could chalk it up to some kind of half dreaming state no she was still there staring at me I started to fumble for the lamp on my nightstand it felt like forever I couldn't take my eyes off of her I was so nervous that the noise would further prompt her to come towards me or something when I finally switched it on she disappeared I slipped with the light on for a very long time after that I did not dream this and I did not imagine it it's Friday night at around 8:45 p.m. the little ones in bed and I'm chilling with some friends online gaming there's a loud bang and I'm instantly freaking out due to having my home my safe place invaded by some creeper twice in the past three months I turned the volume on my computer down trying my best to come up with excuses oh it was the neighbors doing something who in their right minds would try to break into my house when they can see that I'm obviously awake with all of these lights on the lounge light is on it's quiet for a while so I returned to playing the game and talking to my friends that's when I hear a rustling I think it's coming from the game despite the volume being super low but to be on the safe side I turned this sound on the computer off completely the rustling is still there at this point I think it might be that annoying pest possum that keeps showing up in my backyard the banging could have been at jumping onto the garage roof and now it was snuffling around outside the leaves searching for some food as I said earlier who would try to trespass when they could clearly see that someone was home if they did trespass why would they be doing so so loudly I want to say it put me at ease but it didn't fast forward half an hour and the noises have stopped and my cat is begging for me to let him outside I hate opening doors and curtains on windows at night paranoia at its finest but tonight I had a reason to be paranoid at least I kept the chain lock on the door and let my cat outside and had a bit of a peek through the crack seeing if anything was amiss on my front lawn nothing out of the ordinary so I locked the door and head back to the lounge five minutes later someone tries the door handle finding it locked I hear a laugh and they start scratching on the glass as I frantically grab my phone and call the police whoever it was had left by the time they answered the phone and police couldn't find evidence that anyone had been on the property they did a sweep of the neighborhood but couldn't find anyone on the streets either I live in North Wales UK for anyone who has had the pleasure of visiting it is truly a beautiful place to live though for an adolescent boy it is certainly lacking in things to do as a result my friends and I would often find ourselves mindlessly exploring areas of countryside and coastline despite of being quite sparsely populated in comparison to the closest cities there is a dual carriageway running right along the coast from Wales into England also train tracks run alongside this road for most of its course occasionally passing overhead via a small cement bridge there was one night a few years ago when about four of us randomly decided to try and explore the inside of one of these bridges as one of the groups had observed a manhole cover nearby which we believed to be the entrance on closer inspection we discovered that several tools would be required in order to gain entry we returned with the necessary equipment and proceeded to unbolt the cover it wasn't long before we had removed the heavy steel disc and had started descending the ladder down into the structure once we had all safely reached the bottom we decided to progress to the other side at this point we are totally confined into the narrow space that leads into the main area so as we squeeze and crouch and at one point scrape along our bellies to the other side of the structure there is a growing sense of claustrophobia between us the distance from ends to the other is surprisingly long but by the halfway point you can look down through narrow gaps into the motorway below this was actually pretty cool which helped keep us calm in a strange way at this point apart from the mild discomfort and confinement we were still just a group of guys on an adventure this was about to change dramatically no more than a few meters beyond halfway which we could tell due to the symmetry of the passageways through the bridge one of us claimed they could see some object in the distance at far end slightly hesitantly we agreed to investigate it bad move I reached the end first and let me tell you I have never felt the same sense of dread before or since in front of me was a single fold away chair positioned facing a wall on the wall was a partially torn page from a newspaper or a magazine showing a fully naked lady in an erotic position the reason I don't just refer it to his porn is because something was different about it I can't put my finger on it but it seemed more sinister than sexy if that makes any sense more disturbingly the eyes of the woman on display had been cut from the page removed with precision not just hastily ripped off the scene that lay before us had rendered us completely speechless and an overpowering sense of panic could be felt collectively that was when we found the condom the horrendous gut-wrenching blood drenched condom needless to say we got the hell out of there as fast as humanly possible smashing our knees and shins against the sharp cement edges that lined the path to the ladder by which we had entered of course we were all praying to God that the manhole hadn't been resealed as it was impossible to tell until you reach the ladder itself thankfully the exit route was clear and we promptly dashed as far away as our legs could carry us I'm sure this ending comes as a disappointment to some of you as we luckily never bumped into this twisted individual who sits in that chair but I must stress how radically out of the norm this was given where I live I sometimes think though not recently as I had more or less forgotten about that night entirely about the person who climbs down into that bridge and navigates through the darkness to sit facing a wall and do God knows what you honestly couldn't envision a more surreal situation around two years ago I finally moved into a brand new house and brand new building a state in Australia I was one of the first to a finished building in the area and was elated to finally gain independence the first few weeks went by as normal and during that time I would often take walks alone with the dog in the afternoons and roam the surrounding estate area all the roads around us had been partially completed and all the other properties were marked out but no other houses were built excluding one that was directly opposite of mine the house looked finished but there was no driveway laid yet and from what I could gather no one lived there to the left of my house roughly a few hundred metres away was a field with a huge hill for whatever reason the council just didn't want people on it so the whole area was surrounded by a huge chain-link fence the only other notable feature in the area was a small abandoned farmhouse with a shed a few kilometres down the road I knew nothing about it and often went walking there with a dog as it gave me something mild to explore amongst the vast nothingness I was living around the entire place was dilapidated and completely inhabitable but it was still interesting nonetheless about a month or two after moving in I awoke one morning to the sound of a violin it sounded extremely distant and quite haunting I actually enjoyed it and assumed that the neighbors opposite me had finally moved in excited that I finally had some people to talk to I peeked out the curtain and saw the house opposite mine was still as vacant as it ever was I got dressed but by the time I managed to look outside the violin had stopped this happened roughly every second day for the next week the violin would wake me up and then just disappear after about 45 seconds I had ignored it to the point where my curiosity simply got the better of me and the next morning when I heard the violin playing again I immediately jumped out of bed and shot out the front door I scoured the early morning surroundings and there up on the hill was a figure playing a violin it was a barely light but the person looked very tall from the distance I was and as they were playing they were doing what could only be described as a waltz type walk spinning slowly around in a circle as they played I took my eyes off the person and walked over to pick up the morning paper and in the 10 seconds that took me I heard the violin stop when I looked up I noticed the figure was no longer playing or dancing but was now standing still and looking in my direction we both just stood there for half a minute not moving before the creeps got the better of me and I went back inside after that morning things started happening on my walks I began to notice footprints on the surrounding properties that weren't made by me and that I had never seen before which I just assumed were from people walking up from other housing areas down the road I never awoke to the violin but I swore I could hear someone walking on the street next to my bedroom window in the early mornings however I never saw anything one night as I was heading to bed I turned off the television in the living room and again could hear the faint sound of a violin playing however it sounded more muffled and rehearsed I froze and a cold chill flowed through me instantaneously considering that it was about midnight and not the usual time I would hear it playing I went to the front window and peeked out to see that there was a light in the house opposite mine it was clearly a candle as I could see the dim light flicker in the empty window and the music sounded like it was coming from an old record player but in the 10 minutes I watched I never saw any movement inside the house I moved away from the window sufficiently freaked out and after another five minutes I heard the music abruptly stopped I peeked out again to notice the light was now out I never saw anyone I began to become unsettled in the house and would often invite friends over to hang out until late but of course nothing would ever happen when someone else was there I never bothered to tell any of my friends as without evidence I figured they would just give me [ __ ] about it and I would just become more agitated but nothing compared to what happened next in my living area the desk sits right next to a small window which looks out to the fence surrounding my property unlike most of the other windows I would never need to cover this one with a sheet or blanket because no one could ever see inside I usually had headphones on when I played and I always had the lights off for no other reason then I preferred to play games in the dark one night when I was gaming I got up and walked into the dark kitchen and got a beer out of the fridge it was dead silent excluding the faint sound coming out of my headphones as I closed the fridge and turned around to face the desk I saw directly out the window - very very faint lights I didn't even catch on and immediately started walking back to the desk fixated on the small glowing balls and it wasn't until I had my nose almost pressed against the glass that I realized the two lights weren't lights at all they were eyes a set of eyes sitting just above the fence line staring in at me they didn't blink they didn't move my entire body locked up all I could do was simply stare back as my brain was still comprehending that there was an actual person looking at me in the scariest way I could ever possibly imagine I don't know what happened either my head kicked into gear or my muscles loosened but my body automatically collapsed and I fell to the floor scurrying to hide against the wall away from the window I could hear my heart beating through the carpet like a drum as I tried to lay as flat as possible and as my mind was still processing the sheer severity of the situation a violin started playing that damned violin and the haunting tune it always emitted started up except this time it was directly outside my window and much louder than I had ever heard it before the lights were still off and I wanted to get up to turn off the PC screen so I couldn't be seen but my whole body just wasn't ready to cooperate not only was the sound of the instrument extraordinarily loud but it sounded like it was being played with frustration notes being missed frequently and the strings screeching the pace of it was getting faster and faster and by this time my dog out in the backyard had picked up on the situation and registering an unfamiliar sound gave one solitary deep bark the violin instantly stopped and the house was finally dead silent excluding my headphones which I could hear quietly working away I was still frozen to the carpet and it wasn't until my dog gave a second menacing bark that I heard the figure outside the window start to walk away in the direction of my yard once that first footstep hit the ground I instantly thought of the welfare of my best friend my dog my head connected with my extremities and my entire body kicked into overdrive I left from the ground and slid across the laminated floor to the back door where my dog was standing staring into the backyard I ducked to keep low and quietly unlocked and slipped open the door usually doing so would notify my dog that he was allowed inside but when the door opened he didn't move an inch and was completely fixated on the pitch-black backyard everything told me not to go outside but there was no chance I was letting anything happen to my dog and I moved out on to the alfresco moved behind my dog put my hand under his collar and attempted to back him up toward the house my dog is pure Labrador and weighs like a sack of sand so when he doesn't want to move it takes a sheer force to pull him in the direction you want him to go and right now my dog wasn't going anywhere I yanked at his scruff and as I did he emitted a bark like I'd never heard before a deep bellowing get the hell away from me barked that elevated my nerves to an all-time high we both just stood there waiting for some form of reply and I couldn't remember how long we both just froze there but eventually I heard footsteps from around the side of the house begin to walk away but not a simple walk almost like whoever was doing it was slowly dancing in a circle the footsteps keeping to a beat as they drifted away from the house into the distance once I couldn't hear anything my dog licked his lips gave me a look and walked back inside the house I followed locked the door behind us and spent the night reverting to my childlike self hiding under my bed covers with my dog I didn't sleep a wink that was the last time I ever saw or heard the violin player the following morning when the Sun finally came up I called him to work sick and then called the police they scoured the lot next to mine and found footprints in the dirt however there were so many there it was impossible to make them out the only description I could give to the officer was his height he would have had to be over 6 feet to stare over that fence at me but they explained that he could have been standing on something or maybe on his toes they also told me that they've never received a report of anyone playing a violin in the area or anyone having been in the fenced off hill either I essentially looked like an insane person but the officers were very nice about the whole thing and offered to patrol the area for the next few nights which helped to put my mind at ease nothing else ever happened since then over the next year or two people finally started moving in and I tell them all the story about the figure I saw some of which still used to keep their children in line which I found funny one guy nicknamed the council lot violin hill and the name has stuck around our streets since then I even spent a period of time scouring the depths of the internet for that violin tune I kept hearing but could never find it there were a few classical pieces that seemed reminiscent but I've since thought that whatever tune was played must have been self composed which creeps me out even more I'm still in the house I still tell people the story and I haven't changed my routine one bit which has really helped me to block out the fear of the experience I play games with the blinds closed now this happened around 2012 but I remember most of what happened clear as day it's a long story but you'll soon know about the incident with the people that I never want to run into ever again I worked with my girlfriend at a busy restaurant we worked all the time and it was very stressful we took off a few days and decided to fly somewhere to get away from work in people and the town in general I found decent deals and flights to Ocean City Maryland for two nights she had never been on a plane we'd love to the beach and I could hit up all the local crab cake spots it was perfect we flew into Baltimore and rented a car nothing memorable happened the first day we laid on the beach we hit up all the local shops and had forgettable food the second full day we woke up and went to the most recommended stop for crab cakes and on the way back we stopped and got a crab cake to go from two other recommended places for later we stopped by the hotel to drop off the food and went to the hotel bar for a few drinks my girl for another time was a smoker and I hated it she also would attract attention from guys which I would deal with but wasn't thrilled about we go to the rooftop bar at the hotel and the bar itself is a four sided island in the middle of the patio it's probably 2 p.m. and a clear sunny day we pull up chairs and there's only a few women on the left side of the bar and a guy bartending behind it we got obligatory house margaritas after her first drink my girlfriend felt like she wanted to smoke but the girls and the bartender didn't have one to bum her we got refills and schmoozed the bartender about the areas and things to do but mainly kept to ourselves the bartender seemed as if he was being fake something was off and I couldn't have put my finger on it a feeling of I really don't even want to run to the restroom and leave her alone at the bar because I don't trust something more than a few times he asked us if we were staying at the hotel I think I said no the girlfriend said yes he asked us what room at one point my girlfriend went to use the restroom a minute later I heard guys voices I didn't realize there was a group of three to four guys that sat at a table directly behind us they were either playing cards or just smoking but they made some comment to her when she walked back we finished our drinks and were googling tropical drinks for her and to area hotspots to check out the guys came up on either side of us and talked to the bartender and got beers you could tell they were either friends or regulars I honestly couldn't tell you if they were there when we came to the bar or came after but they had a sleazy vibe the girlfriend and I ended up walking to the only other couple at the bar that had come and sat down it was nice to be away and just relax we always liked making new friends I didn't realize it but one of the guys came up I need that brushed against my girl or made a comment and rubbed her the wrong way so in her infinite wisdom she wanted to be bothersome to them he got up a nasty bum a smoke I didn't realize it until I turned around and there she was talking to the guy with his shirt unbuttoned and gold chains hanging on his chest I didn't want her associating with them but if one gave her a smoke I would get the guy a beer if it meant we didn't have to leave the bar to hit a store for smokes she came back without a cigarette mad apparently the guys kept asking what's in it for us and said your boyfriend wants to fight us then why would we give you anything I didn't want to fight them I was on vacation I wasn't paying any attention to them but I didn't like the implication of the other comment all because we had such a lackluster first day I wanted to pack in fun things this day so this drink was my last one I asked for the tab and the guy of the couple we Matt gave us his business card he said we should meet him and his girlfriend that secrets at 8:00 p.m. the guys behind us kind of swarmed in on all sides and slammed down a pack of cigarettes with two smokes left inside in between me and my girlfriend they said something like here then they ordered another round we found it odd but I think them and offered them a shot I don't even think they replied when asked if we were vacationing then asked if we were staying at the hotel then took the round of beers back to the table I had a weird feeling as if they were locals and didn't like us because we were visitors turning back to the bar my drink was now completely full stupid me didn't even question it I didn't want to refill but figure the bartender topped me off I took a sip and the drink was strong I just closed out so maybe it was a thank you for the tip drink it was disgustingly strong I told my girl to try it boozy Suzy over here takes a huge poll for my drink and nearly spit it back out it was gross she made a face and said that it shouldn't taste like that I couldn't even ask the bartender about it cuz he was gone I don't know when he disappeared but he was nowhere to be found I can't remember if I fully finished that nasty drink my girlfriend says something along the lines of the guys are staring let's go I was originally worried she was going to chat them up and thanked them before we left but she said she felt weird the whole vibe changed and she wanted to go I remember spending a minute or two saying goodbye to the couple that we were going to meet later and heading towards the doors of the hotel the guys weren't out there table patio door elevator hotel room door bed my eyes open and I turned my head right the alarm clock when it's 3:00 a.m. I'm facedown in bed on top of the covers I pushed myself up slide back off the bed and stand up the sliding glass doors were wide open as under the screen doors to the balcony there's a breeze I think it's my girlfriend jump off the balcony I didn't that millisecond I hear crying behind me my girlfriend is sitting indian-style on the floor with a clam shell of what was $40 worth the crab cakes in her lap crying she said she couldn't wake me up she asked me if I'd remembered what happened she said she had been sick and when throwing up for four hours non-stop what happened I bent over to sit down with her and got hit with the wave of sickness I ran to the bathroom for hours people by the time I came out she was passed out again this had to be a bad dream I remember thinking that maybe we went to the club and got wasted and blocked out and I went back to bed we both wake up at 7 a.m. to our alarms we had to take the rental to Baltimore and catch a flight back we both had to be work at 2:00 today I was shaking she looked like hell we both felt like death she was shook she said to walk back to the hotel room was scary and she didn't remember anything after wait what according to her when we walked into the hotel from the bar patio one of the guys was on a chair near the elevators he said something to us but the doors closed quickly she said when we got to our floor two of the guys were at the end of the hall heading towards us she said that when we got to the room they stood outside the door and she thinks they knocked apparently I laid on the bed and immediately was lights out she couldn't wake me and pass out herself until she woke up to violent vomit for hours my body was shot I was shaking and now I'm processing that these scumbags may be followed us to her room part of me thought she was exaggerating but she know how you have a weird slow-motion flashback well as I was graying out on the way to the hotel room I remember one of the guys being by the elevator also as she was brushing her teeth her mouth is blue I went to the mirror and so it was my neon blue nothing we had that day was blue I had light green margaritas and vodka and root beer this was proof that something fishy had to have happened we didn't know what to do we had to get back we couldn't stick around we got to the car I barely felt okay to drive but I wanted to be home we felt dirty we were so confused and we wanted out of Maryland and swore we were never coming back we missed our flight explained the situation to the desk and somehow got put on another flight back home we sat in the airport for hours dying the flight was painful too we made it to work a few hours late that day nobody believes her story and thought we made it up just because we're being late and we kind of never brought it up again I googled to see if similar situations happened and found nothing we googled Blue Tongue and saw it's a side effect of a drug I'll be honest I felt lucky we made it out of there I don't know who were target of a room invasion or a robbery or if they wanted to attack or kidnap my girl it could have turned out ugly in a lot of different ways what if my girlfriend didn't take a huge swig what if I drank the whole thing by myself how close did I come to an OD or death depending on the drug and its interactions with alcohol I swear the bartender was in on it I did call the hotel and asked if there was any issues with the people being drugged or room robberies and they said no they have zero incidents and I think I'll let it go I emailed the hotel from a throwaway email I created and told them to watch the hotel Ruth bar and the bartender and never got a reply I realized this is a long story but that's my story and I think about it anytime someone brings up Maryland hello I just wanted to share this pretty frightening story that happened to me back when I was 12 I was recently going through some of my old cringing notebooks and journals with my girlfriend and found my journal entry where I wrote about this day and all of the memories came flooding back to me I used to live and what I thought was a really safe and secure private community I wasn't allowed to just wander around too far from home without supervision but because our neighborhood was a gated community my parents let me walk around within the gates anytime I wanted even if they weren't home one day I was riding around the neighborhood after school when I saw a middle-aged woman crying on the floor of her porch with the front door wide open I was pretty concerned and got off my bike to see what was wrong she said she was having problems with her husband and immediately asked me to come in so I could keep her company while she calmed down my stranger-danger sirens were going off so I declined she kept pushing me please please just for a moment I just need someone to talk to I was raised to always respect elders and to be a good person but also raised with the previously said stranger danger so being a young naive kid I actually felt pretty conflicted about whether I should go in or not ultimately I declined repeatedly enough that she instead asked me to at least wait outside with her and sit with her until she felt better I agreed to this since I felt very safe in my own neighborhood she asked me to wait on the porch for her while she walked into the house and physically grabbed a couple friend pictures from off the wall she then sat down next to me inside the house while I was sitting on the porch just outside her door she started showing me the pictures one was of a kid older than me in the local high school football uniform and the other of a man and the same kid she starts telling me about how this was her kid and her husband she went on to tell me these stories of how she met him and how they spent their honeymoon in Hawaii and how her kid was so good at football one of the best on his team she was worried that if her husband and her got a divorce she wouldn't be able to see her child anymore and she started bawling again this time on my shoulder this actually caused me to let my guard down quite a bit once I knew she had a kid I felt more comfortable around her for some reason she wasn't talking for a while though I think I was beginning to start to feel a little awkward as she was on and off crying on my shoulder and I didn't know how to react in the situation did I get myself into I kept thinking as I nodded my head and pretended to listen I was more concerned about finding a good excuse to tell her why I had to go home she kept calling me such a nice boy and telling me you have no idea how important it is to spend your time with me which made me feel a little bad about just leaving she kept telling me she wanted to reward me and make me some dinner if I just came in which I continued to decline at that point mostly because I wanted to leave more than being actually afraid finally I told her I had to go and she asked if I knew anything about how to turn on a cell phone and she just got her first one recently I told her I did and could help her out before I left she told me to wait again and this time left for quite a while I kept thinking I should just walk away but part of me didn't want to be rude especially since she lived around the corner from my house and possibly even knew my parents my anxiety levels would spike as I got closer and closer in my head to convincing myself to just stand up and walk away then it would dissipate and I would tell myself nah he just can't leave finally after what felt like an eternity she brought me her Android phone I had only had an iPhone 3G at the time and it was my first smartphone so I was a little bit worried that I didn't know how to use it I just held the power button down for a second and lo and behold it booted right up she asked me then if she knew how to check text messages I found and opened the messages app there was only one number not saved as a contact in the app she pointed to it and said that's the bastard that's my husband's number read me his texts I open it up she had received basically the same text over and over again just variations on hello and please respond she angrily said read them to me right now I want to know what he said to me I tell her they're basically just saying hello and a question mark she just reaffirmed in a stern voice read them to me I started reading them hello hello please respond she just has her eyes closed and she's nodding something commenting with things along the line of that dick he does miss me well screw him he had his chance she turned quickly from this crying a distraught woman who was worried her husband would leave her into an angry and spiteful person who felt like she was in the right when I stopped reading a couple of times and asked if she wanted me to stop she would snap at me keep reading then I would continue I started to feel like her husband was a crazy person with this many messages I must have scrolled and read dozens of messages almost identical spanning back for days my heart was racing I felt like I was involved in something I shouldn't be involved in I felt like I shouldn't be here I really wanted to go home but every time I stopped she would get really angry and tell me to keep going that's when I came across the first message that wasn't hello it said stop messaging me you're psycho and leave me alone I've reported you to the police and gotten a restraining order if you come anywhere near my family you will be arrested my heart sank that's when I realized all of the messages I had been reading so far were being sent from her phone I paused in shock and she again snapped at me keep reading I told her I couldn't because it was getting late and my parents had dinner for me she again said why don't you just come in for dinner I'll make you something you can let them know that you were helping your neighbor they won't be mad I promise only this time she was a mixture of angry and desperate I told her they would be worried and wonder why I was gone for so long she pleaded a couple more times for me not to leave her and she started crying as I stood up honestly I felt really bad about it at the time I rode my bike home as quickly as I could my parents had just gotten home from work a little while ago and asked me where I was I didn't tell them the truth because honestly I was worried they wouldn't let me hang around the neighborhood anymore when they weren't home a few days later I came home and there were three police cars in front of my house my heart sink I asked my parents later that night if they knew what happened my dad said oh there was just a break-in or something I later asked one of my neighbors to see if I can get more information apparently one of my neighbors fell in love with a homeless woman after inviting her in for a shower and a place to stay he got her new clothes and a phone and was trying to help her get her job turns out the reason she was homeless was because she suffered from mental illness and he kicked her out when she was starting to have delusions of this kid from a previous marriage being her kid as well honestly he sounds like a real jerk she began harassing him after this so he left the house to his parents house and sent the kid to his ex-wife's house because he was worried for his and his kids safety he had every right to because shortly after he left she broke a rear window of his house and came in she had been living there for nearly a week before her neighbor noticed the broken window and called the cops she apparently trashed the whole house by that point it was arrested I almost didn't believe it but actually went to look behind the house and saw the broken window I guess the guy broke his lease and moved out immediately because he was worried she would come back after getting out of jail I don't know if she ever did and came back but I hope they disclosed this to the new tenants honestly I still get pretty freaked out to this day about what would have happened if I my house this is hands-down the only time in my life my gut reacted this strongly to a stranger so I thought it was worth the share one extremely rare day where there was no work no class and nice weather when I was 19 I decided to go thrifting so I drove a few towns over to a store in a rural area where I'd always had decent luck I decided to do a gallery wall in my bedroom and needed some cheap frames I'm on the phone with my mom as I wander through the store as I approached the frame Island I noticed a 30 to 40 ish man standing alone not in an aisle or looking at anything just intensely staring at me with a large almost comical grin on his face in the back of my mind I recall how long I'd been in the store maybe five or ten minutes and wonder if he'd been staring at me the whole time or did I just notice this prospect made me feel weird not wanting to take any chances and believing back then I could dispel any potential weirdness with confrontation I look him in the face and said how's it going in a tone that I hoped implied I'm not interested in any sort of weird stuff today he says nothing almost like it didn't register with him he keeps staring as I walked past still with the huge bizarre grin I round up an armful of frames and began laying them out on the floor it's early afternoon on a weekday and there are very few people in the store that I would be inconveniencing by spreading out sitting on the floor still on the phone with my mom I notice a shadow over my work and it dawns on me that the man not only hasn't moved on to keep shopping he is standing over me not saying a word my mom picks this moment to want to hang out with me I try to stall her but she's at work so I let her go I refuse to be deterred for my mission so I glanced at him and keep arranging but at this point the warning bells were reaching atomic levels in my brain and I'm getting jittery I've never had this reaction before to a stranger acting strange so something was wrong still grinning and staring he finally says you're pretty Thanks I reply where do you go to school I'm so nervous at this point I actually blurt out the truth there are 14,000 students at my university I think to myself he doesn't know who I am he would never find me if worse comes to worse he doesn't say another word and continues to stare still grooming my warning bells are becoming so loud I can't focus so I gather whatever I had on the floor and stand up to leave pretending to answer my phone nineteen year old me wouldn't have dreamed of abandoning a conversation without a polite exit even with a weirdo and I stand up turned and left this guy I make my way to the checkout and pray he would have followed me to wait in line he doesn't he leaves thank God I thought why are some people so oblivious to social awkwardness more so why was I so freaked out by this guy it's not like he was the first creeper to ever creep I stand in the longest line inspecting my purchases a little impressed that despite my distress the half hazard grab I'd made yielded some decent finds it's important to know at this point there was a main entrance at the front of the building and a side door opposite to the corner as the front door the parking area is an l-shape surrounding the exits my car's parked smack dab in the corner between the two exits from any point in the store you cannot see my car I'll let my gaze drift over to the side exit where I see the man walking through the parking lot there he goes weird as he walks he is staring at me through the door a minute later I see him passed by the front entrance which makes no sense because there is no exit to the road from that direction you can't even get to the sidewalk from there maybe his car is parked over that way he is still staring at me another minute passes and he's revised course to meander back past the front entrance then past the side entrance again the whole time still making eye contact with me as I'm waiting inside the store it dawns on me that he is covering the exits and possible in my car but how would he know it's my car because you told him which school you go to and your bright yellow school parking pass is hanging on your dashboard playing in this day you idiot being a cocky 19 year old means you don't often realize you should be worried about some things and yet I am petrified when I realized this I did something I've never done until then and haven't had to do since red-faced and flustered I told the cashier because I didn't know what to do she immediately offers a male employee to walk me to my car and before me appears a high school friend who I forgot worked there he grabs my bags and walks me to my car or the man is standing by my driver's side door my friend loads my things into the back seat actually having to motion to this guy to get out of the way and we make a few words of small talk while the guy stands awkwardly in our conversation trying to appear casual and unsure now how to proceed with whatever he was trying to do he never says a single freaking word my friend closes the door behind me gives the man appointed enough look that he starts to wander away and I speed towards the road in my rearview I see the man walking out of the parking lot towards the road he hadn't even arrived in a car or with anybody he wasn't waiting for anyone but me when I left his business was finished or maybe it afforded I couldn't stop wondering if his plan was just continued awkward small talk until I could extricate myself or if he wanted to leave in my car possibly by force I've recently begun helping my mom sell my childhood home and it sparked the memory of possibly the scariest thing that's ever happened to me my friends and I were 15 I grew up in a subdivision about 20 minutes away from any towns it was a very safe neighborhood streetlights on the corners lots of kids lots of my classmates lived there as well and there was never any fear with us walking to each other's houses or staying now after dark my subdivision was about 3 miles long and I lived at the very end of it the last mile was a sharp right turn into a hill and has two thick woods along both sides of the street with four houses at the bottom all surrounded by woods my friend Maddy lived at the entrance of the subdivision one year we got about 8 inches of snow and ice it shut down the roads people were stranded schools were closed for a week the first days of this snow me and Mady and Kelley spent the whole day playing we decided to have a big sleepover at Maddy's house that night when the Sun looked like it might start setting we started to truck down to my house to get the overnight bag by the time we finished packing it was dark out the woods always enchanted by darkness but it didn't bother us the three of us started walking joki enjoying the night air as we cleared the top of the hill we saw something that made us stop in our tracks a hooded figure standing on the corner illuminated only by the streetlight they didn't move they stood completely stiff staring straight ahead it was unsettling but it easily could have been a neighbor so with the nervous laughs we started descending the hill the figure never moved staring straight ahead as we got to the bottom we could see the hood was lined with fur and they had some sort of block mask hiding their features we started to get nervous at this point we are even with this person it's black out the one street light illuminating the corner after staring at the figure for about 45 seconds madly we finally called out hey stop messing with us it's not funny at this point the figure moved only shuffling its feet to turn its body in our direction fixed in and their hand towards us time stopped I could feel my heartbeat in my throat the figure gestured come here before turning and walking into the woods we ran as fast as our feet would take us until we reached Maddy's house and dead-bolted the door behind us the next morning when I walked home I stopped at the corner where the figure had been and felt pure genuine fear there were two tracks of footprints one leading out of the woods and one leading back in okay so first of all I don't want this to seem like a story and search for sympathy but more of a way to finally accept it and move on and hopefully help other girls or boys realize these red flags in a relationship that I so blindly overlooked I'm sorry if the story's a little long but bear with me it's worth the listen background information I'm 18 years old I met this boy we'll call him Trent Trent and I met through a mutual friendship group of friends that I was very close with for many years we started hanging out as a group to smoke with our friends he was the loveliest boy with such kind eyes and the most adorable smile I was infatuated Trent had a past before I knew him troubles with past girlfriends and a bit known for a bad temper but I ignored the warning signs for multiple people and even an ex of his assuming the classic lie he'll never hurt me though we started dating late March last year 21st to be exact he asked me out on a night when we had taken a lot of xanax for fun with his friends and it was expressing to me and his friends within two months of no Meah how he was completely head over heels for me he'd not made me fall deeper and deeper everything was so exciting and new and he gave me butterflies sidenote to this I had been diagnosed with severe anxiety disorder and bipolar two disorder which just adds to the fun of my life all was good until about four months of being together I was at home one night planning to push through it and go out for some drinks with him and some friends but changed my mind as I physically could not leave my bed that night he disappeared his phone was off for hours and worried to be sick in the morning I wake up to a message saying his phone had gotten broken when he got pushed into a pool and had to leave it to sit in rice overnight he came over to my house that day took care of me while I was sick two months go by and I found out three days before my birthday that on that exact night he had cheated on me after he enticed his ex-girlfriend to go over to his house saying that he was going to take his own life because we had a fight and I wouldn't speak to him anymore they had sex that night when I found out it broke my heart 8:00 and raced the pounded in my chest and I left his house in tears with him chasing me up the street I hid in the driveway and turn off my tracking location that he set up on my phone and caught the first bus that I saw after hiding and watching him pace around the streets shirtless and shoeless while searching for me an hour later I decided to answer his call call number 23 or so and tell him to leave me alone it was then that he screamed and cried and begged but I didn't give in and so ended the call two minutes later he called me saying he needed to go to the hospital as he shattered his hand while punching a hole in a glass mirror behind his door after a few weeks of my heart longing for him and him begging for me I felt like he must have really loved me to do all this the stupidest mistake I've ever made his behavior continued throughout our six-month relationship if I didn't answer a phone call I received 10 within 5 minutes and 10 messages of how I was a dog even if I just left my phone in a room for 20 minutes while I had dinner he demanded to see me all the time and begged to be by my side every minute I saw all of this as an expression of his love to him our relationship was spent majorly smoking weed daily and I mean all day if he wasn't stoned all hell would break loose until it could get high again I spent hundreds of dollars buying we need to help him feel better when we would argue in the car or he would be in a bad mood he had made threats to me and my friends in the past about killing all of the dogs my friends did not see it the way I did and eventually we had fallen outs and he assured me that they weren't my true friends he was the only real person I had in my life who truly cared and loved me and I believed it my confidence diminished my happiness was released in the smallest doses I began to stop recognizing the girl who I was and couldn't remember how it felt to have genuine happiness only when he was in a good mood and wanted to be intimate and cuddly that's when I felt a good honor six months we had a lovely dinner in the city at a super expensive restaurant after our meal had a few drinks he told me to go wait around the corner for him while he paid and I called the cab I found out when he walked out that he had not paid and we made a run for it later that night we went to visit our two best friends who were also a couple and were part of our smoking squad as we like to call ourselves we decided to go for a little Drive around the corner and smoke a little bit before going home it was while we were chopping up that me and my friend Bella were whispering in the back trench couldn't quite understand what we were talking about and demanded to know what we were saying as a joke Bella sarcastically replied that I was talking about another boy this is when he ran over to the side of the car as he did this I pulled the lock on her door and he punched the hole straight through the window leaving shatters of glass flying all over the police came for a noise complaint and after coming up with an excuse I was left to walk my boyfriend home while he was sobbing and apologizing eventually we were escorted home in the police car we broke up that weekend after Encounters of him smashing his head into a wall swiping a photo frame off the table and slicing his hand punching a hole in my brother's car windscreen and grabbed my shirt while I was driving I had officially been scared and saw for the first time that he might really be dangerous I told him I could not be with him after the damage to my brother's car my family would never look at him the same and would ban me from seeing him it's very next morning he made me pick him up at 8 a.m. and he took the car to get the window fix so I wouldn't leave him in short words I didn't forgive him a week later a week of hundreds of missed calls thousands of messages off every single social media possible he began sending me photos of bottles and xanax they was buying telling me that he was going to eat them all and it was going to be all my fault my heart dropped and I answered his call and begged him not to be so silly I told him I would go and see him that afternoon to make sure he was okay and not to get back together he seemed happy with that and hung up the phone that day I was with a couple of girlfriends at a pool party was some of my old friends that he didn't particularly like after being there for maybe an hour or so I bet you can guess who just lets themselves in and walk straight inside demanding to everyone that I leave right now I refused and I was petrified his eyes I knew that look the way his green eyes turned to almost black rage I continue to refuse and told him I would come outside and talk to him if he let me bring one of the boys outside to make sure I was okay he didn't take that one bit and decided to leave okay that was a relief for me less than 20 seconds later we hear smashing in the side street the whole house ran outside to investigate and watch as Trent ran back to his car and sped off after ripping off the windshield wipers of another one of my best friend's cars and shattering each window at this point we were all so worried and angry and confused so we decided that we should drop the damaged car to my house so it was off the streets and somewhere safe however my car was parked a few streets over I got into the car and began driving when I was rammed into an intersection my car was spinning and I quickly gained control only to realize that he was chasing me in his own car we zoomed through the traffic through red lights intersections squeezing through almost impossible car spaces like in a movie I almost hit three pedestrians and God knows how many cars he chased me down the streets continuously ramming me then slowing down and speeding up just to ram me again glancing back in my rearview mirror I saw him laughing and taunting me those eyes I will never forget immediately when I noticed him chasing me I called triple zero its Australia's 911 and tried frantically explaining to the operator where I was and what was happening and whilst being rammed and trying to dodge cars and people on sidewalks poles and street signs I thought I would throw him off and turn into a car park that was right there but he was too quick and sped in front of my car locking me in while he blocked the exit with his car the door opened and he stepped outside throwing himself at the windows and trying to rip open the doors I screamed into the phone and begged for help but they just could not seem to find me eventually I decided that the windows were going to give out soon and I needed to get away so I drove up the gutter ripping off half of the front bumper of the car and sped all the way back up the street I thought I got away when I saw he was struggling to get back into his car but that release shattered when I saw his white car right behind me again ramming and stopping while he laughed I drove through three suburbs and drove straight to my dad's house I honked the horn like a crazy person but his car was quick to catch up and I cannot bear the thought of putting any one of my family members at risk of this maniac so I kept going hoping that he wasn't quick enough to swipe my car off the cliff edge that runs alongside my street I continued driving driving over at the top of all of the roundabouts but I didn't care my mom lives around the corner for my dad's and I started to head there but as I reached the street I remembered my five-year-old sister and my mom and I couldn't dare putting them at risk so I kept on driving around corners swiping into cars and trying to find every main road possible begging for help to the operator I've heard them just to please find me I continued to fly down the street and 120 miles per hour I'm an 18 year old girl I've never driven so fast or so chaotically after about ten minutes of what seemed like an hour I reached yet another main road and repeated my location to the operator all the while being rammed and tormented he sped up in the lane next to me in the opposite side of the road and swerved his car into the front of mine in an attempt to lock me in so he could try to rip me from the car my immediate reaction was the reverse I put the car into reverse and put the accelerator flat to the floor it only took seconds for him to get back into his car and begin driving at me head-on the only thing I could do was drive forwards at him this is the part where everything went in slow motion I saw him coming at me we were driving at each other at about 40 miles per hour and my only options were to either crash into a parked car next to me crash head on into Trent or crash into a telegraph pole on the other side of the road the only thing running through my mind was which way would be the quickest and least painful way to die so I chose the pole and I took a hard right turn as I missed the front of it by being saved by the gutter saving my life by mere inches this really made him mad and he turned the car back around again and t-boned the driver's side door pinning me in he got out and yet again punched and kicked and slammed all the windows now let me tell you this boy is at least 6 feet tall he was massive I stood no chance I began to hop from seat to seat trying to stay away from him - whichever window he broke out first the whole chase lasted 17 minutes this is when the sirens began to ring and I broke down and cried I see ran back into his car and took up off the street he jumped five fences before they managed to tackle him he spent a weekend in a holding cell and was released on bail my heart ached my head spun my mental illness had reached an all-time low and without him I was ready to die the situation made me want to die but for some strange reason I still loved him made me sick but I still did he was handed a restraining order but that didn't stop him the day of his release he began apologizing begging crying and saying he had no memory of what he was doing and he was so sorry and that he would never do it again this is the part where you're all going to hate me I wanted to take him back I told him I still loved him and I still spoke to him daily he told me he wouldn't have done those things if I didn't make him so angry and I apologize sincerely but the jealousy and protectiveness continued more threats shouldn't have called the cops and just let me kill you I'm going to kill everyone close to you I hope you died tomorrow I'll laugh the list goes on and it took me two months to wake up and realize what I was doing after he had bashed a boy that I had kissed and started doing drive-bys at places that I would hang out just staring at me the saddest part is when I asked him what would have happened if he had broken the windows and gotten into my car he replied with I honestly don't know so girls and boys if you ever feel mistreated speak up if you notice red flags don't ignore them a leopard never changes his spots and if I have stayed with him I wouldn't be here today to tell you the horror story that was my first relationship so about ten years ago I was in college and decided at the urging of some of my friends to do an open invite D&D session at my apartment it was really close to the college itself but not on campus and it wasn't part of the dorms in any way it was above a restaurant so it was pretty clear that my apartment had nothing to do with the student housing this is important for later so the night comes and the stage is set all in all everyone seems nice and things are going well enough except for one guy there always has to be that one guy so I try to let it slide he's being really pushy and going on and on about his characters background I didn't listen to that when we have not even got to him yet and they're just trying to set up the story and play the game then because he has some grudge against another guy there he starts passing me notes and trying to get me to randomly help him kill this guy's character for no reason first of all that would have made no sense in the setting of the game secondly that would accomplish literally nothing for those who don't play D&D it's not like if your character dies in a random one-off game you have to just trash it and never bring it out again thirdly this guy was just all up in my personal space whispering in my ear and passing me notes and telling me how to play like he was in control of the game or me in any way it was really uncomfortable and weird I didn't want to make a scene since I didn't know how everyone who showed up knew one another and decided to just ignore him and try to have a good time despite the fact that he would not get out of my personal space when it became clear that I was not going to listen to him and help him kill that other guys character he had a meltdown he literally stood up and started throwing D&D books at my head all of them that he could reach and screeching that I should have done what he told me to do and this was my punishment and next time I had better listen I opened the door and told him to get out he told me I couldn't kick him out because somebody else had invited him I told him that I didn't care who invited him this was my apartment that I paid rent for and I had every right to kick him out and he was lucky I wasn't calling the cops the rest of the table backed me up and pretty much ended up having to shove him out of the door and down the stairs to get him to leave the dude could not grasp the fact that no means no and his actions had consequences I'm 100% sure that no one ever made him have to follow through with any sort of punishment before by the baffled look on his face as I closed and walked the door behind him and went back upstairs so I get back upstairs and people start apologizing to me and telling me he is like that all the time and they didn't actually invite him he just shows up wherever they go and they can't get him to leave them alone and every time they try he throws a tantrum we get back to the game and things are going pretty well for about 20 minutes until I hear my doorbell ring so I go downstairs and it's the tantrum guy with some other guy that I've never met before the tantrum guy is standing behind this new guy with his chest puffed out and this whole look about him like you're in trouble now so I opened the door and asked if they are here to apologize for the tantrum guy assaulted me earlier and the new guy immediately turns around to look at the tantrum guy and it's clear he did not get the whole story I tell them you've got what actually happened and he tells me that he is an RA with the school and I have to let the guy back into my apartment if I'm holding a school function I tell the RNA guy that first of all I rent this apartment and it is not part of student housing I should be apparent from the fact that it is again above a restaurant secondly even if he was an RA which I have no proof of as he could just be one of the tantrum guys friends that doesn't give him the authority over any building I'm living in because he is not my RA that doesn't matter because again I don't live in student housing I live in an apartment above a restaurant finally that this is not a school event it is a private gathering which he would know if he was a real RA and not some guy that the tantrum guys snagged to come back here to try and do I don't even know what at this point this RA guy keeps insisting that I have to let him into my apartment and that if I am a student then wherever I live a student housing and that he needs to come in to inspect the place it becomes more and more clear that this is just some random guy that they wanted to be in my apartment for nefarious purposes thinking that I'm here alone for some reason I tell them that they are not getting in and if they continue to stand there and try to get me to let them in or if they try my door after I leave I'm going to call the cops and I proceeded to shut the door and head back upstairs everyone at the party was asking who that was and when I tailed them they all decide it's time to head home I tell them that they really don't have to but they tell me it's getting late and this whole thing is starting to weird them out and escalate in weird ways that I can't really blame them for when I go downstairs and open the door for the tantrum guy when I go downstairs and open the door for them tantrum guy and the RA guy are across the street and seem amazed for some reason that these people were still in my apartment and we're now leaving I never had any more trouble with them but I also never had another D&D night it just didn't seem worth it I still play but just with groups that I know and I'd never saw those two guys again let's start this off with some background on me at the time I was already a hardened recon trooper this was my first long-term tour of combat I had not even a month prior seen one of my best friends killed right in front of me while two others were permanently maimed in a horrible ambush in the city it was a nightmare watching my friend died from massive bleeding us not being able to do much except give him morphine to keep him from the pain that was terrible and I'll never forget that but not even that spooked me to the core as much as this did after that ambush we were moved out of the city to a Forward Operating Base it's like a small city walled in with concrete tea wall barriers and Hesco barriers think big 4x4 boxes filled with earth and stacked sixteen feet tall to create a huge wall about 1 meter times 1 meter stacked 4 meters high this particular F OB was interesting in that some of its barriers to prevent easy entry or simply huge mounds of dirt with guard towers planted on top of them to ensure people and vehicles didn't just run in at random being a recon force we were tasked with constantly going outside the wire to do patrols and be the land and air space quick readiness force if something happened and someone needed fast and skilled firepower or extraction for this duty we were assigned helicopters and light armored Humvees and we lived next to the improvised airfield on the outskirts of the FOBT our housing consisted of tents covered in an insulated foam to provide a more permanent structure with air-conditioning units to keep us cool as we slept and worked maintaining our gear and whatever else we lived for guys to attend as each of us had a ton of gear we had to keep mission ready for a variety of missions there were 20 of us in total separated into two squads and team and we shared this little tent village inside the wall together in this instance we had just gotten back from a late night Air Assault mission everyone had gone to bed after having finished cleaning our gear and eating in the middle of our tent village was the latrine trailer a house trailer fitted with showers sinks and toilets so we could keep ourselves clean I woke up around 4:00 a.m. and needed to use the restroom so I grabbed my headlamp my rifle in one magazine and headed out the tent to the bathroom as I was walking to the trailer something just felt off maybe it was a slight change in air pressure it didn't fully register in my mind as I just had to go so I quickened my pace to the trailer went inside and did my business I pulled my shorts back wash my hands and walk outside staring at the ground to make sure I didn't fall down the stairs on the trailer or stumble on some rocks as I rounded the corner I lifted my head and saw a pair of green glowing eyes set in the darkest fur I had ever seen 12 inches from my face I'm not a tall guy I'm around five seven and maybe it was just the adrenaline kicking in but I swear this thing was looking in the eye-to-eye I figured I must be seeing things because I'm so tired so I turned my head and when I looked back there was nothing there but a wisp of dust in the air I stood there for a second trying to collect myself and then I looked back at the ground in South Hall prints that were at least four inches wide if I hadn't just relieved myself seconds earlier I probably would have at that point I was shaking and sweating like I had just been in a firefight I walked and loaded my life but when peeked around the corner to make sure it wasn't still there and I made my way to the radio tent to tell the two guys that were still awake what just happened and then I carefully made my way back to the tent and went to sleep the next day one of the first bullet points on the daily briefing was about some huge panther that had escaped a local sheiks compound and was eating local Shepherds sheep at night and how we should be on the lookout and never leave her tent without a battle buddy as the guys all chuckled there were signs posted at the chow hall and in the tiny shop on the FOP two we never did see that thing again and I don't know what ever happened to it but I know that whenever I walk outside my tent late at night after that I was always locked and loaded so this happened about a year ago I like to dog-sit for my co-workers in the hospital for extra cash one of the nurses wanted me to dog-sit for her while her and her family went out of town I had done this so many times so I had no problem dog sitting alone she lived in a very nice area of town so bad things weren't likely to happen but at least that's what I thought she told me that her husband was a police officer for the city they lived in but his guns would be locked away she also went on to tell me that they have a security system that will record anything by all the doors she gave me the lock information if it was needed but I insisted that I should be fine now fast forward to me dogs hidden in the first couple nights were fairly normal it was a big house so it was a little bit creepy but nothing I haven't dealt with before one night me and the boyfriend at the time we're watching TV and movie the blinds were all open to the back yard it was most likely around midnight since me and him both work tonight schedules and we saw a light flash through the yard but it wasn't a car passing by because it angled down to the grass the dog was in the kennel since he was a pup it needed to be in for sleep so the dog wouldn't have been able to go and find someone well we both noticed it so we decided to go outside and check it out but no one was there absolutely nothing or no so naturally we went to bed because now it was getting to be 2 a.m. while laying in the bedroom upstairs talking we heard a door shut from downstairs I immediately shush my boyfriend at the time and said did you hear that and he said yeah but I don't know what it was he gets up to lock the bedroom door and turn off the lights he whispers to me he quiet and listen we sat in the dark room shaking we heard yet another door shut downstairs he tells me call the cops as he grabbed a lamp at bedside it stands by the door and I was on the phone with the operator she tried to calm me down telling me officers were on their way to the scene then we heard footsteps of our invader coming upstairs to where we were at I started to quietly tell the lady on the phone the person was upstairs with us now we heard a knock at the door and footsteps going back down the stairs I cried telling the lady there's a knock at the door she reassured me that it was the cops that I had to come downstairs to let them in I told her you're insane a person in this house and you want me to go downstairs she tells me that it's protocol to let them do the search so me and my boyfriend ran down the stairs as fast as we could to open the door lamps still in hand we opened the door for the cops and told them there was someone here and what we heard they walk into the house telling us to wait outside while they investigate one officer goes straight outside to the back as he yells out into the dark if anyone is out there make yourself known me and my boyfriend heard rustling through the bushes near us the officers didn't find anyone in the home but we know that there was we know what we heard fast forward a couple months later we were watching a movie about an invasion I believe it was open house on that flix and we got to talking about our experiences together coming to find out that the same day of the invasion I believe I met the intruder I remembered it was outside around morning time getting ready to go into my car when a young man walking by asked me it's the car in their driveway it was for sale I'm not sure I'm dog sitting for them because they should be back in a few days he thanked me kindly for texting me and walked off I had no idea at the time what I had done but I know that the man walking by was our invader I still am afraid to dog-sit again I'm something of an avid cyclist and I have been all my life it's my preferred method of transportation I also live in a town that's famous for its ever-expanding network of pedestrian bike paths we've even won some awards for them over the years I'm also an Iraq veteran this may explain something that happens later the summers where I live tend to be quite humid but otherwise pleasant so one gorgeous August day often work I decided to go for a ride I didn't have a specific end destination in mind but I got this idea to ride along the southbound trail that I don't go through very often there are enough traffic lights along that section that it should have been a relatively safe ride and it also goes along the border of a rather popular city park I figured there'd be plenty of people there especially on such a nice day well I was kind of sort of right about that about 20 minutes or so into my otherwise smooth pleasure ride I come out to a couple of bends in the bath not long before the park there are a few people jogging or walking their dogs one or two people walking by themselves so far nothing unusual the trails are paved and divided into two lanes just like a regular road where you're supposed to stay on the right-hand lane not far ahead I noticed a dark-haired guy walking in the wrong lane it's not illegal to do so but it can be dangerous I noticed that he seems to have no regard whatsoever for others walking with the proper direction and almost bumped a few of them without a thought I figured maybe he was drunk then I also saw that he was wearing what looked like an old navy blue puffy jacket on a humid day in August maybe you can call it situational awareness or what have you but no one in the right mind wears a full jacket in the summer south of the mason-dixon line hello about 30 feet away from this guy when he finally sees me and my stomach drops as I swear to everybody on my own life he pauses mid-step and then his face melts into a downward-facing Joker smile then he opens his jacket revealing a sweaty gray shirt underneath as he reached inside for something that I couldn't see and that's when something goes into my head no way guy I don't know what some of you listening to this might deal with faced with something like this and I got this crazy idea inside instead of turning around instead of screaming or stopping I pedaled faster without a second thought I just spun the pedals as hard as I could with the intention of charging him like a medieval joust er dangerous moments like these may only last a few seconds in reality but I swear I felt like I was building up speed and barreling towards this guy for a good minute or two I don't know why my brain decided that charging him head-on was the thing to do and maybe it could have easily just gotten me hurt or killed but I didn't care I can point out muscle Baghdad and Fallujah on an unlabeled map of the Middle East I was scared of course but something I haven't felt since I've been over there drove me to something he sees me speeding up and hunkering down but isn't getting out of the way only within a few seconds maybe less than two feet shy of slamming into him does he realize what's about to happen and then he dies to the left I don't stop I don't look back I don't even think about it I just keep on going I later happened to pass a female jogger or two coming the opposite direction and gave them a heads up about the guy they promptly turned around I saw a different route that day and walked all of my doors when I got home I haven't been on that stretch of the trail since I didn't think they'd help police at the time given that I wasn't actually harmed and that just getting scared isn't a crime in itself but about a month later a local news story crossed with my Facebook feed the filth rotting body in less than two years was just discovered you know that same area of the trail near a creek the police said that they weren't sure exactly how a homeless man had died then it didn't look natural all of the victims were known vagabonds people that nobody would otherwise give a crap about I'm not saying that I definitely be asked a serial killer but to this day I often pound the possibility five seconds in my entire life was sentient to ruin count it's one we looked around trying to find an exit to there were people everywhere I could barely move I was holding on to my son's hand three his hands slipped away from mine the two more precious seconds would go by before I realized it wasn't because he was reaching into his pocket for his favorite toy for have fun would around my coat from my phone without looking still trying to figure out exactly where we were in this far too crowded fairground five Dylan and like that he was gone it didn't matter what I screamed it didn't matter that they caught the giant on camera one hand over my son's mouth my son who look like a ragdoll in the giant's arms it didn't matter that for months I pleaded for the public for help that the FBI conducted a nationwide manhunt the Dylan's face joined a long line of smiling children who were never found again Dylan had been swallowed up by the earth he had only wanted to see the clouds for his birthday on the first anniversary of his disappearance my son would have turned six years old instead a man walking his dog in the early hours of the morning found Dylan's body rotting away in a hollowed-out tree clearly the inspector said don't had been dead for a long time frozen they said the giant had frozen his body no one knows exactly when Dylan was killed but they do know this don't did n't die in the day he was taken there would have been plenty of time for I never asked for details on the second anniversary of his death Dylan would have been seven years old instead at exactly one minute past 12:00 a.m. I received a message on my phone from an unknown number with one photo attachment in only two words for you I think in the abyss of my heart I knew exactly what I'd see when I opened up the picture Dillinger rotted corpse in the hollow tree only this photo had been taken at night the edges of the picture were almost completely black to flash and throw my son's dead body into a white-hot relief in front of my eyes were the details I'd never wanted both the police and the FBI failed to trace the source of the message on the third anniversary of his death I had a new phone a new number a new house in a new state in a new life Dylan would have been eight years old sometime during the day received a new message from an unknown number with one photo attachment for you I couldn't help myself I opened up the file to see my son dead but not in the hollow tree now he was lying on a couch it was clear he hadn't been dead for as long in the corner of the couch there was a hand clad in a black leather glove a closed fist pointing his thumb in the air the police were useless the FBI said the next year they would be able to set up a trace program in case another picture was sent on my son's birthday that was all they could do on the fourth anniversary of his death two men from the FBI sat with me as I stared at my phone with the new message that read for you now my son was in the back seat of a car clearly he was dead but he looked fresher I hated that word but it was the only thing I could think of when I saw Dylan his head'll all to the side black guy staring at the camera a few moments went by before something else became clear the picture had been taken in such a way that I could see through the window of the car I could make out details houses cars mailboxes for one blazing second I thought this was the slip-up we had all been waiting for finally a China made a mistake we were going to find him the FBI passed a picture back and forth then I saw it happen I saw the look of color drained from their faces what what was it I screamed at them and demanded they tell me they simply placed a picture on my kitchen table pointed to one of the houses that you could clearly see my own house Dylan's house more details emerged several black sedans parked on the streets FBI cars you can see a gaggle of reporters in my front lawn this picture have been taken only a month after the fairground on my quieter days when my nightmarish reality retreats for a blissful moment I take small comfort in the knowledge that Dylan had seen the end far earlier than in my worst imaginings there's only a small comfort like having a cushion to sit on while someone slays you alive then one of the FBI men pointed to the top-left corner in the photo past the body of Dylan and through the back window of the car he was resting in you can make out a figure the Giants a featureless shadow safe for one thing teeth a grin like the Cheshire Cat I wanted to eat your skin I don't remember screaming no on the fifth anniversary of Dylan's death I'm sitting at my kitchen table I don't have a phone anymore I moved to the country and took my name off of any listing I could think of but he didn't matter he found me he found me a left an envelope taped to my door for you I haven't slept in four days my very being is begging practically crying out for me just to lay down for a couple hours I can't do that now though I must stay awake if I let myself drift off I know it'll get me I'm writing this as a warning to anyone interested in the subject of astral projection stay away trust me when I say that no good will come from it I know that there are things out there things that are human things that will take any chance imaginable to latch on to someone I know this all because they're after me you see a week ago I found an online forum dedicated to that of astral projection I read countless posts from people describing their otherworldly experience this when they quote-unquote left their body people talked about flying sprinting through space and consciously manipulating their dreams to appeal to them I was fascinated I've always loved the feeling of dreams and the feeling of being transported to another world inside your mind so it was very seriously warning to test this out I quickly looked up how one would attempt astral projection and found several methods on how quickly achieve such a state of consciousness I made sure first however if there was no negative health effects or mental cautions that came with these kind of experiences to my elation there were very little negative effects or warnings the ones that were listed sounded like BS too so I decided the next morning I would attempt astral projection god I wish I could go back and tell myself to stop I wish I could tell myself what happened that stupid morning it seems so long ago now it almost feels like that morning was a nightmare that my brain dreamt up I know that's not true I can still remember exactly how it went I know for certain what happened and what followed was anything but a dream I got home that night and went to sleep without a problem I have my alarm set for 5:30 that morning and I woke up exist dreamily tired all the website said I needed to be in a drowsy and relaxed state of mind so I got up turned on the lights and laid back down after being woken attempting to project I lived there for what felt like hours doing everything that I was told to on these websites at first I didn't feel anything but suddenly I noticed there was an odd feeling developing in my chest that's the feeling that grew in my chest and the same feeling that I felt spreading everywhere throughout my body I felt it all through the edges of my toes and fingers and suddenly I felt myself lift off the ground my eyes were still closed but I knew that I had elevated and had begun to float I opened my eyes I was above my body now this was a very odd and very surreal thing I can't describe how it was it was so odd to be standing there as yourself while simultaneously seeing yourself laid down motionless however this didn't really make me feel any fear in that moment what freaked me out was the fact that the lights in my room were off I distinctly remember turning them on which is why it was so unnerving to see something that also added to my immediate levels of uneasiness was the fact that outside my windows the sky appeared to be pitch black not nighttime a pitch black like being in a room with no windows and no light at all that was the sky I quickly looked around my room to make sure everything else was normal despite the lights in the outside sky everything appeared to be normal I decided to try and walk around my house a little bit to further my surprise every light in my house was off it was all dark the sky outside the rooms even the house itself just seemed to emanate pure darkness my exploring of the house was quickly interrupted however I was in the middle of looking into my guest room when a door slams loudly upstairs now for the record I live a long my house is fairly small and I almost never have any visitors there was no way this was just someone who happened to stop by I stood there shocked not knowing what to do none of the sites I read said anything about darkness or door slamming I snapped out of it and decided to head back up to stairs to see what had made the noise I quickly began to check all of the rooms upstairs I found absolutely nothing just as I was about to head downstairs I realized what the sound was the door to my room had been slammed shut I quickly made my way to the end of the hallway and stared at the door that almost certainly left open first lights and now this I definitely wasn't alone I open the door and hesitantly made my way outside it was much darker than the last time I had been in there but the room seemed empty except for my emotionless body that still lay on the bed I quickly checked under the bed in my closet but still found nothing I laughed at myself nervously for being so ridiculously paranoid this wasn't real after all I mean what was there to be scared about it's not like anything could hurt me and he I stopped I looked at my shoulder something had dripped on it something black something that came from the ceiling I looked up that was when I first saw it I don't even know how else to say it was just a thing imagine that really odd monster movie what is it caught uh not Farokh to picture the monster from that movie with arms as long as his body picture him without any clothes picture him skinny to the point where his skin is pulled horrifically tie over every bone of his mangled body then picture him walking with a spider walking tour ting his limbs and whilst having black sludge likes to live looking from his mouth that was what was crawling on my ceiling I quickly screamed and backed up I was horrified he had never seen anything quite as terrifying in my life the creature dropped him to the floor and looked directly into my eyes his eyes were empty sockets appeared darkness I watched in horror as the gray skin around his eyes wrinkled as his face can turn it into a smile that was twice as big as its face had millions of tiny needle-like teeth it continued to smile at me as I lay frozen in fear it then crawled over to my body the way it moved seemed so artificial it moved like it was a claymation figure my horror was only amplified when I saw it began to draw and spit its strange black fluid all over the right leg of my body it looked at then now black and layman grinned wider I realized quickly but this had to stop I had to wake up I made a quick dye for my body and tried to pull myself into my body I saw the creature lunge at me but it just barely missed me I woke up screaming I Winston effort as I tried to get out of bed but realized in horror that I couldn't I completely lost the ability to move my right leg I also noticed that there was an awful searing pain on my shoulder I quickly called my mom one and I was taken to the hospital the doctors say they couldn't make heads or tails of it and they ruined it was likely a psychologic or neurological issue it told me to get some sleep at home and come back tomorrow I didn't tell them about the creature I didn't tell him about my astral projection and what would I tell them future from Hell vomited on my leg and I woke up with an intense pain like after several hours of thinking I decided it was probably just a temporary problem caused from my intense - for projection that's what I get for trusting the internet on something like this I guess I went to bed that night scoring myself for being so careless and throwing myself into something like astral projection so quickly and I however was the cause of even more horner you see I dreamt I was back I dreamt that I was back in the God forsaken dark version of my room Darrell was again watching my body lay motionless on the bed I watched in heightened horror as the creature from before lowered itself from the ceiling on to the bed where my body lay I couldn't move I could not physically bring myself to stop it from getting near me I continued to watch unable to look away as the creature brought itself down right next to me even though it was whispering to my body I heard the words it spoke right in my ear it whispered in a hoarse an inhuman voice one sounded like that of a smoker who had recently been gargling wood screws the word just spoke to me I'll never forget the creature looming down next to me and whispered in my ear the creature then rapidly shifted position placing itself directly above my leg I watched and felt as I watched the creature wretch in excrete more black violence alive on to my left leg I wanted to move I wanted to run but I just couldn't all I could bring myself to do a scream that scream was enough to wake myself up in that terrible dream unfortunately the nightmare didn't end when I woke up following the incident of my previous astral projection session I woke up completely unable to feel my left leg that was four nights ago I haven't slept since I've managed to drag myself to the computer bathroom and kitchen and such I have scoured the internet for anything anything at all that can help me from this and stop it from happening I found I'm writing this as a warning to anyone interested in the subject of astral projection do not attempt to astral project do not venture into a world you know nothing about what lies in the world is only hostility and horror they're after us it's after us I know it I know it because it's after me I know it's because I don't have much time left I don't know how much longer I could stay awake I know that the next time I fall asleep it'll get me for sure I know this because I can see it standing right in front of me it seems like with every hour that passes the room just becomes darker and the dark of the room gets the more becomes visible to me it's watching me smiling horrible small but I saw it smile that day I made the worst decision of my life please don't meddle as an astral projection don't make the same mistake I did I'll be coming soon I'm trying to get this message out to anyone who might take the same choices me please please please don't I'll get you it's not long before it's gonna get me and nobody deserves the hell I'm slowly descending into I've been hearing that whisper to me for the past couple of hours and he slowly built into a yell it's calling to me it knows that I belong to it and that I can't stop it that's why he's smiling he's shouting now all it's been repeating is one phrase you still Simmi god help me and god help anyone who attempts astral projection I'd only pray that this thing doesn't find you the way I found me God please help me it's going to take me soon I just want this to end all I want is to sleep stay away from astral projection so this happened to me seven weeks ago I've never experienced Lee Proust this so this is all new to me my name is Leslie it's my last year in high school and I have trouble sleeping at night sometimes I usually get three hours of sleep every day when I stay up late I normally like to watch my favorite TV show it's always sunny in philadelphia so this happened on a Friday morning it was 2:30 and I am still watching it's always sunny I start to get tired so I decide after this episode is done I would go to sleep once a head ended I turned off the TV you went to bed as I was sleeping I noticed I was slowly starting to wake up but my body was feeling like it was vibrating and I kept hearing a big buzzing noise once I got to open my eyes I couldn't feel my body move and I couldn't speak I could only move my eyes I looked to the left corner and what I saw made me feel terrified I saw a shadow standing there looking at me maybe you guys are familiar with the movie called VHS - if so you remember the alien abduction scene do you remember how close those aliens looked because that's what it looked like it has long in black fingers and long legs and they were getting closer to me I try screaming but instead I was humming my humming began slowly fading away at this point I try to force my body to move but I still wouldn't move it felt as if my soul was being trapped inside when my toe started to move I woke up letting out a big gasp I didn't know what was going on I thought I had seen the devil in my room I go on my phone to see what time it was and it was 4:15 in the morning so I decided not to sleep as I at school that morning I went to school super tired with bags under my eyes my hair all messy and I didn't even bother showering I was so traumatized by what I saw I spent days not sleeping because I was too afraid that it would happen again I would drink monster coffee and Red Bull to keep me awake a week and a half passes and I did some research and what happened to me I later found out that it might have been sleep paralysis maybe oh about 30% of people who have had sleep paralysis I've had the same experiences I did I haven't had anything like that happen again and I hope I never see that alien thing ever okay so first of all a few weeks prior to my main experience I saw something in the sky above Birmingham England I was sitting in my back garden having a cigarette and admiring the beauty of the full moon when I saw something flying into view it looked like well the shape of a deodorant can to be perfectly honest it was flying silently across the sky with pulsing red white and blue lights running along the bottom of it and a bright white torch like beams shining from the top of it it had no wings or anything of that sort I had no idea what to think of it but wow there was nothing I could do perhaps it would be on tomorrow's local news it wasn't no one else seemed to have seen it now onto the main part of my story I have no idea if these two experiences are actually related but the former seems to have some kind of relevance honestly so one night my sister was staying over with her kids so she had my bed and I slept on the sofa I laid down and fell asleep listening to true encounter stories and werewolf's which are my favourite on YouTube from a mixture of all different readers I awoke to one of the most horrifying experiences of my life I was paralyzed and instantly terrified I woke with my face facing the back of the sofa and my back facing out to the rest of the living room as I lay there paralyzed not with fear but physically paralyzed I could feel something going on with the back of my neck it didn't hurt but I could feel some sort of drilling sensation going on right on my spine I tried to move but I was not in control my body which was paralyzed but twitching all over and all this time I could hear a sort of buzzing whooshing sound honestly the typical sound you'd imagine a flying saucer to make then all of a sudden a sensation of calm came over me and I thought no okay it's just a reaction from the drugs it took earlier I just have to write it out and everything will be okay I felt calm while trying to write it out for a few minutes until I suddenly realized hang on I didn't take any drugs earlier I don't even do drugs the panic ensued once more I twitched lying there in horror for a few more minutes until I suddenly regained control of my body and quickly turned around to see the back door move as if someone had just run out there were red white and blue lights flashing and filling the room and here's where I might add that my living room is on the back we have a large back garden and then another on the back of that we are completely surrounded around my house basically what I'm saying is we are far away from any roads and it couldn't possibly have come from a police car or the like once again become struck me oh it's just the lights on the internet box in the corner flashing I thought but very quickly this time I regained my senses and realized there was no internet box I have no idea what I was just thinking again It was as if someone we're trying to implant imagery thoughts into my head to keep me like from freaking out or something I don't know I was feeling a very violated to say the least honestly and very frightened my dog a large siberian husky arctic wolf cross not easily frightened was up on the armchair one of the hell he knows he was not allowed to go he was shaking and refused to come down all night was it all a dream well considering I didn't get back to sleep I very much doubt it the rest of the night I laid awake still twitching and feeling a weird sensation of a cold shooting down my spine and nerve endings every minutes I don't know what it was aliens were all I could think but the next day when I told my friends they all had a little laugh and then one said well you said you felt something messing with the back of your neck let's see if there are any marks they all looked and they all sat in silence there were three small red puncture marks in the shape of a triangle right on my spine the following is a two-part story set in southwestern Sweden about a 10 kilometer drive away from Gothenburg the first part of the story happened to my friend it was summer evening and my friends were just out playing near the roundabout and relaxing the Sun is set for the night but it's quite bright at night during the summer around here so there's usually enough light to continue playing long into the night if one wishes to the village has only about five or six hundred residents in it there weren't many cars that pass through my friend was talking when one of them noticed in the distance some strange figures moving about telling his friends right away the others looked into the distance as well they saw four or five completely white humanoid figures darting back and forth across the fields they would run into view between a couple of garages before dashing out a view on the other side of the garages it almost seemed as though they wanted to be noticed my friends thought it might be someone pulling a strange brake but the strangest part of it all was the complete paperwhite look they had and their strange deliberate run it almost looked like they ran on their toes hunched forward flailing their arms forward in a crawling motion another strange thing was how they didn't make a single sound while running back and forth this owner of my friends who began shouting questions about what the thing was the reason I believe my friends in this story is the look on my friend's face when he told this we'll call him Joe he looked quite unnerved and I have never seen him look so serious up to that point what he saw clearly bothered him this event took place in September of 2017 I was visiting my longtime friend mark who was going to college about four or five hours away from where I had lived on the west coast Mark's girlfriend Karen and another friend of ours shin packed up a car and drove out on a Friday afternoon the drive was uneventful for the most parts at one point we held condoms out of the car window while going 90 miles per hour we parked roadside and washed one hell of a sunset we arrived late that night and met up with Mark who gave us a tour of his dorm again uneventful after an hour to a playing pool in the rec room Mark and Karen declared they needed to go he has him alone time as Mark's roommate would be out of town shin and I didn't love the idea of paying for a hotel but Karen convinced mark to pay for one so we didn't have to do out of her own pockets shin and I were cool with this and so we left for our hotel upon arrival at the hotel room Shin starts up a Skype call with his girlfriend who couldn't make the trip I asked him if he wanted to go out to the farmland outside of town for some long exposure shots of the stars but he declined I was bummed at this news as I didn't know how to work a camera for the long exposure shot just yet and I really needed shims out that's when I remembered what part of the state I was in there was nothing but small towns and rolling hills for miles freight trains in the middle of the field are easier to paint than in the industrial district of a major city with no one around besides the occasional college couple trying to you know do the dew yes I do paint trains when I have some time and money you paint a train and it travels all over the continent some people do drugs for their high while I see panels of trains traveling to cities I'll never see and get a high off that small world stuff you know anyways I let Shin in on my plans and soon got the keys to the car which Karen let us borrow and left the hotel I stocked up on paying at Walmart before driving through a couple of towns in a roughly an hour-and-a-half time frame I scanned the railroad tracks in both towns I passed through but sadly I found no freight cars for which to create my art my sadness did not last long however as I entered the third town and found several hoppers and gondolas parked between the wheat fields as soon parked at a gas station and went off behind it into the darkness ahead trying to scan for cars it didn't have paint on them already I eventually found an old Canadian grain car one of my favorites and began to go through my bag of paint to start an outline I quickly found some gloss white paints and began to work setting up a milk crate so I can reach higher up on the train 15 minutes into painting I hear a low gurgling sound about 10 to 20 yards to my 9 o'clock position I look around myself so afraid of some farmer or something maybe he found me or a gas station attendant on his break strangely however I see only a single tree in the darkness at the edge of the fields I debate using a flashlight but I decided against it worried someone will see the light and I'll get in trouble the gargling sound soon stops but then picks up in three to five second intervals I began to become extremely curious about the source of the noise as it was 2 or 3 in the morning and I began thinking no one else could possibly be around I used my hand to cover the LED light as I turned on my flashlight before flipping it on pointing it at my chest first then my feet and finally the tree the moan I did this the gargling noise faded out and there was a dried-up embankment threw myself in the tree that figured must be a farm runoff due to the familiar smell of cow patties in the air I say familiar because I used to live on a farm in the Midwest for about a year the only thing I noticed in the embankment is a fuzzy tan bump I didn't wish to walk towards it so instead I climbed up on the ladder on the hopper I was painting as I'm climbing I can't help but feel like I'm being watched as a sense of dread overcomes me while my back is to this thing and I'm climbing taking a look back at the gas station I see no one the only cars in the parking lot were mine and whoever the attendant is in the gas station as I stared into the parking lot I suddenly hear a rustling noise from behind me I turn flipping my flashlight on again only to realize that an thing in the embankment was a dead deer from my higher position and upon further examination I realized it wasn't as tan as I thought it was initially I could see a slight gray in purple which I assumed was to start a decomposition of the animal there was quite a bit of blood from a small wound in the deers belly which bled into the dirt as I stared the deer I hear a sudden snap which jolts me and I quickly climbed to the top of the train car and watched closely at the tree in the distance I found myself frozen in place as I tried to use visuals to look for any sort of movement near the tree this is what I saw it in a small area between all the branches in the lower left area of the tree I saw little beads of white eyes shine move into place at first I assumed it was a possum a raccoon eventually it became obvious it was way too large to be either this gave me chills I kept telling myself no no no as this thing part of branches and when I assumed to get a better view of me getting a better look at the creature I noticed it as smaller than I initially thought skinny and it's a great looking humanoid figure standing on top of the train I shivered as this creature opened its mouth and let out an identical sound to a cockaroach hiss as soon as I heard the sound I got the hell out of there I made a beeline for my car I heard one last faint hiss as I made it to the lights that lit up the gas station parking lots jumping in my car I sped off blasting music and using my brights all the way back to the college town I was more hysterical than scared as I fantasized about a gray humanoid creature popping out in front of me as I sped down the road in the end I made it back safely I broke one of the passenger side speakers in Karen's vehicle from brass Singh music so loudly and so long I remembered that it also left spare cans of paint in the milk crate back at the train cars when leaving in a panic I kicked myself at the thought of that spot would likely be compromised now as they no doubt would have security out there in the future eventually I figured it was for the better however and I didn't want anyone experiencing what I did out there that night due to the events of that night I always stick to cities now when creating my art I figured I'd rather run into a thug than whatever it was I ran into that night please take a weapon and a friend if you ever wish to wander into the boonies you never know who or what you'll run into I wanted to share this story so that it will serve as a reminder to always follow your guts don't ever assume that just because you're in your own home and you get a strange feeling that you're just being paranoid I'll give you an example several months ago Ardis autumn was beginning and the days were becoming shorter I was home alone at the house I shared with my roommate seasonal depression sinking in I decided just to stay inside and have a lazy evening I was on the couch flipping through Netflix when I got this overwhelming sensation that something wasn't right it wasn't just a feeling of guilt or doubt because I wasn't being productive it actually felt as though the world around me wasn't in perfect alignment like something was out of place it's the feeling you get while you're driving and one of your tires is slowly deflating unable to shake this feeling I stood up shut off the TV and headed upstairs not turning off any lights on the ground floor once upstairs I turned on the hall light and entered the bathroom I didn't feel like I was being watched and necessarily but I did feel this sense of invasion I got some music playing on my phone and decided that I was gonna take a shower determined to distract myself and shake off this feeling if I had had any pets I would have looked to see how they were acting but I didn't I could only go off of how I felt and I chose to ignore the feeling of unrest before I was done taking my clothes off I thought I heard movement from downstairs I needed my phone for a moment but the noise didn't come again I figured I was either hearing things or my roommate have returned home early I was downstairs I didn't think for a moment that some stranger had entered my house that's the type of thing that happened to other people I forced myself not to think like that I knew that all my doors were locked and I lived in a safe neighborhood that's what I kept telling myself I turned the shower on finished getting undressed and got inside I stayed in the shower longer than I needed to being in there help but it didn't completely calm my nerves as soon as I turned off the water the feeling of invasion was back and suddenly I decided I needed to be very quiet I stepped carefully out of the shower and turned off my phone it was then that I noticed under the crack of the door there was a shadow of someone standing just outside and the only thing standing between me and that person was an old wooden door and a latch lock that anyone could break if they threw their weight into it hard enough I stared down at the shadow and finally I allowed myself to panic had it been my roommate or a family member with a spare key they wouldn't be standing that still they would knock on the door and announce themselves that they needed anything I didn't even hear anyone breathing a scenario flashed through my head of me not noticing the shadow throwing open the door in an obvious fashion and having a knife driven into my gut as I fell into the arms of a masked stranger I slowly put on my shorts in my shirt and just stared at the shadow under the door still unmoving after another moment I made a decision I slowly began to open the bathroom window I flushed the toilet and lifted on the wooden frame I then stepped up and then hung my legs out the window as I was sliding out fully on the roof my head knocked against the blinds and made them rattle I swear in that split-second my heart stopped and I heard movement from outside the door I looked out the window right as I heard the door crash open behind me when I slid across the roof I immediately let myself fall to the cold ground I picked myself up and sprinted across my lawn without even bothering to look back to see if anyone was chasing me I ran to my neighbor's house pounded on the back door until they let me in and I called the police from my phone after they walked the door behind me when they got there they searched my house and discovered that it was empty but inside every single room they found evidence of footprints and signs that someone have been rummaging around through drawers and personal belongings the intruder had been wandering from room to room while I was in the shower outside the living room window they discovered very specific DNA that indicated that he was watching me as I was laying on the couch this guy had patiently waited for me to leave the ground floor before entering the house through the back door he then waited for me outside the bathroom when he could have easily broken in and grabbed me there was a thousand things that could have gone wrong that night I could have ignored my gut feeling the intruder could have been less patient I could have shut lights off behind me he could have waited down the hall instead of outside the door I really believed that I had one in a hundred chance of getting out of there and I rolled the dice and beat the odds I should be dead I have no idea who that guy was or why he chose my house but I do know one thing for certain I will never doubt my gut feeling again please take this to heart everyone listening try to always be aware of your surroundings play it safe even if it feels silly and never ignored your instincts all throughout the mid to late 90s I spent my time alternating back and forth between my parents who had divorced when I was six during the summer I preferred staying at my dad's single-story ranch-style house and a quiet cul-de-sac as opposed to my mom's place in the city my dad's place was much quieter and had a better feeling of privacy with it's big fenced-in backyard during the warmer months I would enjoy sleeping with my window cracked open and my fan on in the city it was always too noisy to have a window open at night I remember at the time my dad was usually working late and would arrive home around 8 p.m. or later so the majority of the day I was alone I would spend my time on my dad's computer using the dial-up internet back in those days if you wanted to use internet you had to keep in mind that you were sacrificing your ability to use the phone you also had to sit at a desk all day when you surf the web on this particular day it was getting pretty late and I have been sitting for a while so I decided to get up and make myself a snack the sunlight was fading outside and I was just starting to get dark but I didn't turn on any lights as I walked down the hallway and turned in to the kitchen using a light from inside the fridge I began to shuffle around looking for something to make a sandwich out of when I heard something that made me pause back inside my room I had a lamp on my nightstand that had these tiny charms hanging from the shade whenever I went to raise or lower my window the nightstand would shake and the charms would make tiny wind chime type sounds I was used to the sound but I had never once heard from outside my room because I was the only one who ever touched my window and for such a small sound I was surprised how far I'd traveled there was this animalistic moment where my entire body froze and I felt my sense of hearing dial itself up to 11 as I strained to catch every small noise coming from my room I heard a couple of footsteps on my carpet some muffled voices and I heard the creak of my door opening I let the fridge door swings shut and rushed over to the back door but as soon as I opened it I paused out the back door led to our screened-in back porch which led outside to our fenced-in yard going through the screen door were to make way too much noise and whoever was now in the house will be able to catch me before I was able to unlock the gate to exit the back yard I would have to run back towards the intruders to get to the front door so not knowing what else to do I ducked into a small closet right next to the fridge where my dad kept the vacuum there was a barely enough room inside for me to stand up straight and I knew that if they happened to open the door I was caught so I kept my hand on the doorknob to hold it closed I heard two sets of footsteps walking down the front hall and suddenly somebody was in the kitchen he wasn't even being cautious he was just sauntering around opening cabinets and drawers like he belong there I heard him open the fridge right next to me and knock a few things around inside I heard an annoyed a voice coming from the hallway what the hell are you doing the second voice responded I'm starving man I haven't eaten all day get the [ __ ] out of there the first voice snapped the fridge door shut abruptly and suddenly there was a tug on the handle of the closet I was hiding in a tensed and I held the door latch firm all the guy had to do was pull on it hard and I would have toppled right onto the floor hey this one's locked the voice came from right outside the door as soon as I heard it I knew I was done and I mentally prepared myself to be kidnapped or murdered the second voice came again over by the back door no why and somebody was just here it must have run out back I heard both of the intruders run out to the back porch I could have taken that moment to run but I was shaking so hard at me nearly getting caught but it didn't trust myself to try and take a step I thought about trying to go for the cordless phone on the counter but I remembered the dial-up internet was still using the phone line after another few moments the two men ran back into the house and made for the front door I heard the front door unlock and swing open they hadn't been out of the house for more than five seconds before I heard a police siren wailing as it drove past the house turns out my neighbor had spotted the two men walking around outside and called the cops as soon as she noticed them opening my window from the outside they were kids themselves really when was 18 and the other was 19 my dad arrived home shortly after and we ended up staying at my aunts for the night I was incredibly shaken for the next several days and the smallest of noises made me anxious and I was too afraid to be alone looking back now those two kids likely would have taken off running if they had found me they didn't even have any weapons on them but at the time I didn't know that and the experience traumatized to my tiny eleven-year-old mind who would have thought on a quiet cul-de-sac with houses surrounding me on all sides and the Sun not even completely gone that my house would be invaded the city may be noisier but at least at the time it was safer my friends and I live in the hills of móvil Northern Ireland last year the four of us were walking along the cliffs by the seaside and arguing about Conor McGregor and my friend pointed out a row of power lines running up away from the road and further up into the trees had we not been thrown out of the pub we normally frequented the previous night you probably would have just hit it right back into town for a drink but given that we had nowhere better to be we decided to try and find out where exactly these lines led to the area we were walking was extremely rugged and the closest thing to a road that led to the trees was two tracks of flattened ground where vehicles had clearly passed before we walked deeper into the woods half concentrating on the power lines in half on the wheel marks just making dull conversation and not expecting to find anything interesting until the wheel marks just ended the power lines fell off the last pole a fjords beyond where the will mark stopped and kind of wound their way through the tree branches to clarify they weren't broken just kind of awkwardly placed across the tree limbs which I had never seen before my buddy wandered deeper into the trees and discovered a six foot tall wire fence and circled in a small clearing with a two-storey stone house sitting there like a Lost heirloom we circled the fence until we found the gate which was carelessly hanging open and we walked right up to the front door privacy and common sense were not present the first thing I noticed was that there were security cameras mounted outside the house pointing in various directions and I considered what kind of person would go through all the trouble of setting up cameras just to leave the gate open it didn't end there the front door was open as well the four of us walked right in sigh like we owned the place I hesitated in the entryway well my friends immediately split up to look around I went to shut the door behind me and spotted four dead bolts on the inside frame and suddenly I had a very strong feeling that it wasn't right that we were all just trespassing here one of my friends found one of those metal detecting wands on the kitchen counter like the ones you see TSA agents using in airports and in a back room another friend found two backup generators despite them being there it was obvious that power hadn't been working in the house for quite some time the whole place smelled musty like the outside forests had invaded it with its cold earthly scent I asked if it was possible that this was a secret military base of some kind but one of my friends pointed out that there was no weapon cabinets and there hadn't been any checkpoints outside either I wanted to leave but the others decided that they wanted to search upstairs which turned out to be one giant room there was a cot in the corner but most of the room is occupied by a long table with chairs and a flat-screen TV mounted to the wall which I presume is meant to view the footage from the security cameras while the other guys dug through the drawers looking for anything interesting my friend Eamonn started fidgeting with the flatscreen like he was going to take it down off the wall and carry it under his arm over the hills the whole way back to his own place the whole time I disturbed by the steps impatient and ready to leave I was starting to get the sense that this place was some very paranoid persons hideaway and that he may have left in a hurry this house was very much hidden away where no one would think to look I admired the view from the window where I could just make out the see through the trees and then I turned to head downstairs and that's when I froze there were black marks like ash standing the carpeted stairs to about the halfway point that definitely had not been there when we climbed the stairs I spoke aloud whoa wait how and then the smell hit me there was a burning fabric scent in the air that washed over me and I immediately coughed and started panicking I hesitated for a moment before rushing down the stairs keeping us close to the sides as I could and then I went right out the front door without looking back my friends following close behind each of them making remarks about the burning stench in the air I asked if anyone had tracked the ash on the stairs but I already knew the answer not only had none of us tracked marks across the carpet but none of us had only gone half way up the stairs I suddenly had the horrific thought that someone else had been in the house with us the whole time we immediately left the area and headed back to the coastline half way back we heard a loud roar from behind us it could have been an animal but to me it didn't sound and partial it sounded infuriated I decided that I didn't want to be involved at all after that but a couple of my friends went back a few days later they told me that there had been a burned spy directly outside the entrance to the stone house and when they sifted through the loose soil they had pulled an entire Ouija board out of the dirt some time later I talked with another friend of mine about it over a couple of beers and he told me that he had heard rumors that there was a group of psychotic people who lived out in those woods and they believed in things like ancient curses and demonic possession and that they were known to be violent towards outsiders I don't know what was going on in the house that day but I feel like we were very lucky that we didn't encounter anyone while we were there and that we all made it out in one piece I used to work as a haunted house technician at Busch Gardens in Williamsburg Virginia during the months of September and October the park would put out an event called howl-o-scream the park transformed into a massive Halloween themed experience with multiple uniquely themed attractions such as vampires zombies and clowns the haunted house that I worked at was called fear fair which consisted of a maze that branched in between several buildings and tents I was there to maintain the maze and fix anything that broke over the course of the night sometimes the guests would punch our spooky decorations out of fear or tripped over each other and knocked over some lights they kept me pretty busy while the maze was open I was normally just out of sight making adjustments to the audio and checking in with my co-workers on my walkie-talkie one Saturday evening there was a heavy downpour which deterred much of our potential business I used the downtime to work on the wooden frame that served as the entrance to the maze I placed a sign across the line entrance stating that the maze was temporarily closed and then I got to work after a few minutes I left to go pick up another tool I needed from the maintenance shed and when I got back I noticed someone's strolling around walking down the tunnel deeper into the maze he was a young man maybe in his late teens with a dark complexion long braids and was wearing a dark blue tank top the only way in was past the sign so I was irritated not only that he was trespassing but because I had disassembled part of the wall and if anything had tipped over or fallen he could have been hurt I called out to him sir were not open yet did you need help with something up until that point his back was turned to me and when I called out he visibly jumped and I couldn't help but think jeez he's freaked out and nothing's even turned on yet he gave me a strange look like he was sizing me up and for half a moment I thought he was going to try something but instead he responded no I just thought you were open now I explained to him that fear fair would reopen shortly after I finished my repairs he nodded and walked past me out the entrance without making eye contact with me again I decided just to give him the benefit of the doubt and assume that he was just impatient and wanted to take a look at the maze after I was done assembling the entryway I took the sign down and started to prepare the maze the scare actors arrived on time and took their positions but there wasn't very much business that night the grounds are all soaked from the rain and we probably had more employees and guests wandering around the attraction shortly after 9 p.m. I was getting ready to close the maze for the night as it looked like it was going to start raining again that's when one of the actors walked up to me and took me aside hey I didn't want to see anything over the radio but there's this guy with braids and a tank top back in the corridor behind the maze I don't recognize him and I don't know why he's there I immediately remembered the trespasser from before and made my way to the back corridor I turned on all the back lights and poked around any place I suspect of a given intruder enough room to hide I peeked out the back exit and shined my flashlight around but I still didn't see anything I locked the back door and then walked through the maze instructing all the scare actors that they could leave I turned off the fog machines and switched on the overhead lights so I could get a better look around it wasn't unusual for drunken guests to wander out of the boundaries but if this was the same guy I had seen before I was worried that he may be waiting and just might be stalking one of the actors it doesn't really calm your nerves wandering through an empty maze filled with horrific life-sized mannequins of demon clowns trying to find someone who may or may not actually be there somehow being silent in there made it even worse because then you start to question whether or not the faint sounds you do hear are from your own imagination after another 15 minutes I decided the maze was truly empty and started shutting off everything behind me as I made my way back towards the entrance just as I had switched off another set of lights behind a hidden circuit board and when standing in the dark I heard the footsteps coming loud and fast I heard them coming from across the room making a beeline towards me in response I turned on my flashlight and shown it in the direction of the footsteps and saw that it was the same guy from before charging right at me with a prop mallet when my flashlight beam hit his face he slowed down for a moment stunned and blinded and I took that opportunity to book it out of there I knew the maze better than this guy did I could navigate it well enough to keep ahead of him sure enough I heard him cursing and bumping into things behind me as I ran once I exited through the opening of the maze I waved down to security guys who covered the entrance until the police arrived the local police were always on call nearby in case a fight broke out or someone was injured they went into the maze without hesitation and emerged about 5 minutes later with the guy in cuffs he had surrendered peacefully and he almost looked as though he was relieved that the whole thing was over the police informed me that this kind of thing was actually pretty common as part of a local gangs initiation ritual the new recruit must sneak into a park find a weapon and a place to hide and record themselves knocking somebody out and then leave the park through the front gate like any other customer that mallet may have only been a prop but it was still made of wood and had he brought it down on my head hard enough it would have knocked me out cold had he not been so obvious with his attack I would have never seen it coming after they took my attacker away the police swept the entire park and found two more young men hidden and waiting for an opportunity to strike someone none of this ever made the local news I suspect that the part didn't want that kind of publicity ever since then I've made it mandatory that any employees wandering through the attractions after travel in pairs I was in the kitchen making dinner for myself when I heard a knocking on the front porch this wasn't a common knock like someone might be waiting for me to open the door it was more like a few loud taps close to one of the front windows I paused and glanced around from where I stood in the kitchen I could see the front door and one of the front windows all the lights on the ground floor were on and with it being dark outside all I could see in the windows was a reflection on the inside of my living room I waited for a few moments but when the sound ring come again I shrugged it off and continued concentrating on the stove after maybe five minutes long enough for me to forget about the sound it repeated itself this time from the front window at the far side of the house mark I called out thinking it might have been my brother there was no response I walked over to the front of the house and peered outside with my hands pressed to the side of my face but I couldn't see anything I turned as my brother came down the stairs did you just hear something from around back he said I held up a finger to indicate that we should pause and listen and almost on cue we heard footsteps calmly walking across the wooden floor of our wraparound porch just outside the dining room wall there's someone out there I said quietly more angry than scared it was at this point that we should have locked all the doors and called out the window that we were calling the cops but I was a stupid headstrong kid and pissed off that someone was messing with us I remember my brother asking if the person outside was trying to distract us but I was already at the gun cabinet I should point out that I was raised with guns and I knew how to properly handle one I pulled out the nine-millimeter from the drawer and loaded it I'm going to scare him off I told my brother locked the front door behind me before I could even give him a chance to argue I was marching to the door with a gun in my hands I threw open the door and stepped onto the porch my brother then flicked on the outside lights right there about eight feet in front of me was a sickly thin guy wearing a hoodie with light blue eyes and a soul patch on his chin he had been in the process of stepping onto the porch but the moment he saw me he spun around and ran like a bat out of hell I took off running a few yards after him then stopped pointing my gun in the air and fired off a shot that's right [ __ ] off I cried out I waited until he disappeared into the trees before turning around to face the house I don't think I'm exaggerating when I say that for a few moments my heart stopped I felt that momentary wave of ice water through my veins in the painful thudding of my heart in my chest as it tried to correct its rhythm there was at least eight other people standing around my porch and a handful more scattered around the yard they were mostly men but there was also at least two women all dressed in dark jackets and hoodies looking mostly like they were in their early 20s none of them said anything instead they all just stared at me their hands mostly in their pockets and I couldn't tell if any of them had weapons then they all just scattered some jogged away but most of them just walked off in different directions out into the woods I legitimately forgot for a handful of seconds that I was holding a gun until I raised my hands to my face and felt its weight I sprinted back to the front door and pounded on it until my brother led me back in I had no idea what to tell him I had just fired a gun up into the air and none of them had cried out or made any sound whatsoever had they had been drunk or something and we're trying to pull a prank they would have said something it would have been like what was sorry man wrong house put down the gun but all they did was just look at me like I had just ruined their a surprise attack and more disappointed than scared they all just wandered off I had no idea what to make of it my brother turned on all the lights in the house and called the cops Moochie their kurta arrived within ten minutes and swept the perimeter there were footprints everywhere and they asked my brother and I numerous times if we had just had a party I kept telling them a dozen or more people had just been loitering around our house in the darkness but the cops didn't seem to take it that seriously they asked that the strangers have threatened us and I had to admit that they didn't in any direct way they confiscated the handgun after I told them that I fired off a round but they eventually returned it I have no idea to this day what those people were doing that night outside of our house my brother suspects that they were part of some kind of cult and maybe have been setting up to perform some kind of ritual and maybe that we were set to be human sacrifices I thought it more likely they intended to break in and rob us but saw the gun and bailed that doesn't explain the silence though none of them uttered so much as a sound as they looked at me and just as if instructed by some signal scattered all at once I've read that during alleged UFO sightings people can become hypnotized by the lights that appear above them and they wake up hours later in entirely new locations having no idea what happened or how they got there I can't dismiss that kind of possibility they all seem to be hypnotized that group of people has never returned and I haven't even caught a glimpse of anyone I recognized from that night in town we bought a dog not long after

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Length: 183min 37sec (11017 seconds)

Published: Thu Apr 04 2019