I am new to this site. I went through something horrifying, which I want to share today. I got married 18 months back and shifted to a rented apartment with my husband.
We both are working here in Gurgaon. Normally I come home first around 7.30pm and my husband reaches late around 8 or 8.30pm. Every thing was going fine with nothing abnormal in that house. It was more than one year we were staying there and touch wood, we have found ourselves prospering at work, happy in married life and every thing else was just a bit more than perfect.
It was first week of December 2013, I took a short leave from office at 4pm and reached my place around 4.45pm. I stay at ground floor, it has a separate entrance and the rest of the building has one main entrance. The other floors are accessible to us through a door in the hall which opens at the base of the stair cases. There is a small Mandir (where one keeps the Idols or pictures of Gods for worship) I have made at the end of the hall, just next to my bedroom.
Coming back to the horrifying incident, I entered the house and locked the doors from inside. There was a power cut but that was not a problem as we had power back-up. While trying to put the lights on, I accidentally turned the TV on and inverter went off with a beeping sound due to extra load. I immediately turned off the TV and rushed towards the inverter in my bedroom to turn it on.
Suddenly every thing became very dark, the little day light we get in the hall through the curtains didn't seem to enter. The inverter was hardly ten steps away but I couldn't reach it. I was getting lost in that little space as if the area had stretched.
I kept walking slowly in the darkness little scared of crashing into some thing or banging my self against the wall. My hands were stretched out trying to feel objects near me so that I could get a clue where I exactly was in my apartment. Surprisingly I couldn't get hold of any thing not even my Mandir next to my bedroom.
Finally I got hold of the door frames of my bedroom (which was a great relief), the moment I stepped in, I felt surrounded by some thing, what ever that was, they were quite a few in number. As I could feel them all around me. I remembered my cell phone, which I kept on the top of the showcase (at the other end of the hall) while entering the house, which seemed the only source of light. I wanted to rush for it but the presence of those things was so strong that I was scared to move in any direction, as I might crash into one of them and could not imagine the consequences of it.
I started moving back wards with one small step at a time praying desperately. After a few steps I could feel as if someone standing at my back, so close that I heard some whispering in my ear. I couldn't bear it any more, so I turned and ran in a desperate attempt to save my self. I stumbled into something and thankfully landed on something soft (the Sofa). Before I could stand up I felt those things stooping down on me. Surprisingly my eyes were not getting used to the darkness, which is not normal.
I tried crying out for help but only a low groaning sound came out. My body froze, I couldn't move at all, may be out of fear. I was horrified and prayed for help. Nothing came to my mind not even the name of the almighty. Tears were rolling down from the corner of my eyes as I was lying on my back. In my attempt to speak I kept on groaning. I don't know how I fell on some thing hard. The other I could smell old clothes and dust. I was not getting enough breath almost suffocating.
Suddenly I saw light, very bright almost blinding me. I could barely see anything but to my relief I heard my husband's voice calling me out, He dragged me out of something. I don't remember any thing after that. When I opened my eyes my landlord's entire family was there and my husband of course concerned about me.
When they left my husband asked me that how I got inside the Divan (box) bed? I was astonished because I never went inside the bed room, I stepped out immediately. One more shocking fact was both the doors were locked from outside when I clearly remember locking them from inside. Though it went in my favor, otherwise my husband couldn't have entered the house.
My husband came home early that day because I was not answering my phone, which made him worried. When he unlocked the the door with spare keys he thought I haven't reached home, but fortunately he heard noises coming from the divan, when he opened it after sliding the heavy mattress, he found me to his utter shock and terror. To add to it the mattress was kept nicely, with bed sheet and pillows neatly arranged, the way I do it every morning. It would have been difficult for both of us to believe what we experienced if we were not a part of this incident.
I still don't understand what happened that day and why. We are still staying in the same house (planning to shift) although nothing has gone wrong since that day. But I am not able to get over this incident. I worship every day just the way I did before this incident. Then why? Every thing has gone back to normal except me and the inverter. It still beeps off at times. When ever it happens I run out or open the door wide if I am alone, and wait for some one to come.
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