- maverickninja97
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I have a couple subtle things. Not too grandiose, but were quite scary at the time.
So in February 2010 I was crewing backstage for this show (Youth Theater thing, I'm not a very drama-y person but my mom is practically in charge of the program and a lot of my friends are from there) anyways, me and my friend had recently been telling scary stories, and he had recently told me about Mothman. Creepy cryptozoological thing, look it up. Anyway, so we were talking about various scary/demonic/sketchy things, but minding our own business. It gets dark backstage sometimes so it was kind of unnerving. Anyway, the long and short of it is is the Stage Manager presses ONE BUTTON on the computer terminal and suddenly, it just...
I can't even. Suddenly, with the press of one simple button, this ordinary thing that controls various backstage functions...Well, the little screen were stuff is displayed after you punch it in had only one, unwavering message: The number six-hundred and sixty-six. And it wouldn't change. Totally unresponsive. Stayed like that for quite a while too. It freaked us out.
Second happened this past summmer. It was one of those things were you have a nightmare, but it's painfully real and convincing.
Anyways, so I had a nightmare where I was in my parents' room. They have a door with blinds on it that leads to the back porch in their room. It's pitch black inside, but on the outside, it's shining bright blue, much like it shines on the very bright moonlit nights. But I see a silhouette of feet cross it... I get closer to investigate, and suddenly all I can see is a red, demonic face on the wall. I cannot remember the face clearly, but it was incredibly demonic and evil looking. All I remember then is that the face seemed to "pop out" and I fell to the ground, my vision gradually fading to red nothingness. Kind of like dying in Minecraft. You just see red.
I woke up convinced it was real.
It had a profound effect on me for about a week... I still shudder when I think of it sometimes. The scariest part is how horrifyingly real it seemed.
What makes me shudder even more is the thought that "Perhaps it wasn't a dream..."
Ugh. Scary stuff in my book.