#31220 Hey, its me again.
This is a continuation of
#31055 (Strange woman outside Hicks window),
#31115 (Naughty spirits in my dorm room), and
#31159 (The Lizard man nightmare).
First, some updates on the previous entry.
I can't stop thinking about that dream I had. I wrote that confession on here a week ago, and I still can't forget about it. The images of that... thing. And that flame-haired man... It haunts me.
I can't help but... *sigh*. I can't help but think that dream was more than a dream.
It felt so fucking real.
Now, onto the other story.
I was in the basement of EE Wednesday night. It was about 3:00 am (yeah, I know. Way too late). I was passing the vending machines when I heard an angry shout from behind me.
It was some angry looking motherfucker with a shaved head and crazy eyes. I locked eyes with him for a second. Then he started sprinting towards me.
I couldn't move. I was like a deer caught in a pair of headlights. He was about 5 feet from me when he veered off of his path and ran straight into the vending machines.
I expected to hear a loud thud... but there was no sound at all. He just disappeared into the vending machines. There was no trace of him.
This shook me up. I continued toward the stairs to take me up to the exit. When I turned the corner, I saw a different guy.
This guy had moderately long, chocolate hair. He had a slim, kind face. He smiled and nodded his head. When he was out of my field of view I heard him say "Have a good one." I glanced behind me. But he was gone.
There was no way he could have turned a corner that fast. At this point, I saw enough weird shit and got my ass out of there.