Im 23 years old and i've just finished collage. I live in New york USA.
I'ts not a bad life just got a work and im saving up money for a vacation to LA i will now tell a story no one belives people call me mad or insane but i stick to my word this happend.
I was sitting in my living room reading a book when suddenly the lights went off.
Cursing i reached for the light switch it wasn't there.
Counfused i fumbled my way thowards the door.
Strange i thought that by now my eyes would have gotten used to the dark...
I found the door handle and pushed the door open.
In the hall it was also dark...
I cursed once again and called out.
-Hello? Anyone there.
I was answered by a couple of fast footsteps from far. I kept fumbling my way thowards the stairs.
I found the stairs and started walking downwards. As i stepped on the last step i heard a childs laughter from far.
I reached for the door to find that it was closed.
I heard light footspeps closing in on me. I turned around to the cabinet and i started to desperate search for a light source of some sort. I found a flashlight deep down in the drawers. I presses the light button and felt relief as the way before me lighted up. I turmed around to find a boy around three years old. The boy smiled a toothless smile and a dark thick liquid poured out of his mouth and eyes. He started laughing.
He stood there untill the liquid reached his toes then he simply vanished.
I heard his laugh. Gurgling haunting always from the dark...
You will also experince this in a different way.
You have seen the darkness taking shape.
You have seen different figures emerging from the corners.
You will hear them laugh...
