A woman named Agneta from Delhi, Louisiana, told of a mysterious incident that killed a member of her family.
Agneta sent her story to the paranormal site "Unexplained Mysteries".
“It happened on Thursday 20 February 2015 when I was at work. I work as a caregiver and caregiver for senior citizens in need, including staying with them overnight.
Usually, when I sleep with a patient, we sleep in the same room with a small distance between our beds. That night, I had to stay with the patient until 8:00 Friday morning, and we went to bed at 8:30 pm.
Suddenly at night I woke up and the clock was 2 or 3 o'clock. When I opened my eyes, I immediately realized that something had woken me up. Something massive and completely black swayed directly over my head under the ceiling.
It seemed to me that the black shape follows the contours of the human body. The silhouette of the head, shoulders and below the arm was clearly visible. But there were no legs, only the upper part of the body was "drawn". For some time I stared at this something spellbound, without moving at all.
Then it dawned on me that this was not a dream, but something real, and then I sat up abruptly on the bed and asked aloud “What are you?”. It was silent and continued to float in the air. Then I asked the same question again. And then it suddenly swam sharply to the right side of the room and froze there.
On the right side of the room was the bed of my patient, an elderly man named Marvin, and now it hovered directly above him. And I, as a wind-up, asked twice, “What are you,” after which this black creature flew towards my bed again.
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At that moment, apparently from the sound of my voice, my patient woke up and called my name. When I hurried to him, I noticed how the black "coverlet" went through the wall and disappeared. Mr. Marvin asked me if everything was okay and who I was yelling at.
I realized that he had not seen this black creature, and I told him, “It's okay, don't worry. I guess I was talking in a dream. Then I somehow turned around until the morning and when my shift was over, I went home with a feeling of distrust of myself. But I definitely saw this creature, I convinced myself.
Arriving home, I could not restrain myself and told my daughter everything, and she immediately asked me, “What if it was the Angel of Death?”. I attacked her with reproaches never to talk about this. But she replied that judging by my description, it was very similar to the Angel of Death.
I told her “Shut up, I don’t even want to hear about it,” but now, with the recollection, tears are flowing. I think, what if my daughter is right and the Angel of Death came for my patient, Mr. Marvin? And I probably did something that prevented him from taking the old man.
On the same day, my nephew Grady called me, but I didn't want to talk to anyone and ignored him by switching off the phone. And in the evening my husband came and he said that Grady had called him and said that his sister Shelley had been killed.
I was shocked. Shelley and her two brothers have lived in the house with me for many years. I knew her from childhood and loved her very much.
Her body was found on the street in Florida on that very night from Thursday to Friday at about 5:30, that is, about 2 hours after I saw the black Angel of Death. She was brutally beaten and posthumously mutilated. The police never found who did it.
Since then, every February 20 and December 3 (Shelley's birthday) I have been suffering from severe depression, because I keep thinking about that event. Shelley was so badly mutilated that it was decided to cremate her rather than bury her in a coffin. And all this is undoubtedly connected with that creepy black monster.
All this is terrible. I have faced death before, but it has never been so creepy."