Reddit user "hyennaaa" reports.
“10 years ago, Death knocked on the door of my apartment. Since childhood, I was especially sensitive to unusual things, I felt the energy in the room, I was able to read maps, and so on. But I did not experience anything more creepy than then.
At that time I shared an apartment with my good friend Lola. That evening Lola went to bed early (at 9 or ten o'clock), and I was lying on the bed with a book. My room was at the end of a straight corridor that starts right at the entrance to the apartment. Lola's room was behind mine.
The front door to the apartment was old and there was such a small window on the latch, through it you could see who was standing in front of the door without opening the door itself (an important detail).
My friend snored heavily in her sleep and her snoring annoyed me, I could not sleep because of him and therefore lay with a book, but now I was finally so tired that I wanted to sleep, despite the snoring. I turned off the light and began to fall asleep.
About an hour passed.
And suddenly someone knocked on our front door. At first I thought it might be Lola's friend or our neighbor, but I didn't want to get out of bed and I didn't open it. But the one standing in front of the door was persistent and started knocking again.
He knocked so hard and for a long time that I finally broke down and got up to go to the door. And at the same time, Lola in her sleep also muttered to me “Can't you hear that we are knocking, open the door”.
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I went to the door and asked "Who is there?" Silence. "Who's there? What do you want? ", I repeated. Silence again. Then I decided to open the very window in the upper chatsy door. It was night and this silent knock already scared me a lot. However, what I saw through the window completely froze me out.
There stood a human figure in a large gray-black coat, a barely distinguishable face and black eyes. The whole figure as a whole was like that of an old woman or a man, but the face was quite young. Only the eyes were clearly visible on my face and they drew my gaze to themselves, practically hypnotizing. I and I looked at them and from fear could not budge.
And then it SMIED and the smile was very unpleasant, more like the smile of a psychopath from horror movies.
The thoughts in my head jumped and mixed. It is possible that this is just a homeless person and he only wants old things or some money from me … Or is it a pervert who wanders around the houses and scares people?
I tried to close the window, but I could not move my hands and continued to look at it, but it continued to smile at me. And then it spoke. His lips did not move, but I clearly heard him say "No, you cannot close him, you must let me in."
Then I finally burst out and I screamed as loudly as I could “Lola, help me! There is a psycho behind the door! I don't know what he needs! “. And it still stood there and smiled, and then it just, without moving its lips, said, "You will die tonight."
After that, it disappeared, but I'm sure I saw it pass through the door like a shadow. I could not hesitate any longer, on instinct I ran to my room, locked myself there, and then opened the window (we lived on the 1st floor) and climbed out. It was winter and I found myself in a small dirty garden in which we rested in the summer.
Looking back at my lighted window, I saw a shadow pass across the room, and then the light in the room went out. I stood motionless, hiding behind a tree and realizing that it still would not hide me from someone who would set out to find me. However, there was nothing else.
And then … I woke up.
I sat in bed and thought "Wow, this was the worst nightmare in my life!" However, then I saw that I had dirt all over the sheet from dirt on my arms and legs, and I also had abrasions on my knee (I fell when I was jumping out of the window). And the window in my room was wide open, allowing cold air to fill the entire room.
"Maybe it was sleepwalking?" - I continued to search for the logical reasons for what I saw. But then my neighbor Lola also got up and told me that she had a nightmare in a dream that I had died.
From this house Lola and I soon moved to another place. I don't know who came to see me that night, but it was not a person, it was something else. And I don't even know how I got back to my room, the first floor is high and I myself would never have climbed out the window from the ground."