One night I was out walking. I lived near a forrest. I went down a path I haven’t noticed before, and at the end there’s a bloody cemetery.
Oh, well – I thought I might as well finish my cigarette at the cemetery, so I’m walking around and get to the end of the cemetery, where theres a decrepit brick wall. Then I see a black shadowy smoky thing, kinda like the black riders from lord of the rings, looking at me and climbing over the wall.
I noped it outta there.
Finally, when I got home – I opened the door, and my girlfriend screamed with absolute horror on her face.
She eventually calmed down, and she later explained that I didn’t look right.
Still gives me goosebumps, 20+ years later.
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