It's been a while since I last submitted here. This is something that I came across fairly recently, so I thought might as well come back with this. This is going to be short because I think this was an isolated encounter.
I'm studying at university right now, and I live in an apartment with some of my friends. I'm studying engineering and it requires frequent all-nighters, so I am often found outside at the scant hours of morning, trying to calm my nerves.
Around two weeks ago, me and a friend were similarly out for a nightly walk around at around 2AM. I had an assignment to submit the next day, and I had mostly finished with it. He had been playing video games until I hollered and came out because he craved cigarettes.
We were gossiping as we walked down the road. The road went through a suburbia-like environment. After a few minutes we came across something bloody and furry on the ground. Some sort of roadkill. Possibly happened that night which is why it had not been removed yet. We noted the lack of flies as we walked around it.
Late Autumn was firmly setting in when this had happened, and the night was pleasantly chilly. We walked for about 3 kilometers and turned back around.
As soon as I turned back, I felt a flash of dizziness. I felt a gust of wind that felt like something big like a truck sped past me. I wobbled, but looking around there was nothing there. My friend commented that the sleep deprivation was finally getting to me.
As we walked down the road, I kept feeling like there were things moving around me. I was getting paranoid. My friend urged to go faster because it was becoming evident that I was unwell.
When we reached the dog carcass, we found that it was missing. There was a trail of blood instead that led to the edge of the road into the bushes. There was movement in the bushes. At this point I was hyperventilating and nearly unable to form words.
My friend lit his phone flashlight and approached the point where the dog carcass entered the bush. He stopped at the edge. I couldn't see what's Infront of him because he was blocking the view. Then he turned off the flashlight, grabbed me and dragged me into a run. We couldn't run all the way so we ended up power walking to our rooms.
On the way I asked him what he saw and he said that the dog was being eaten. Afterwards, he wouldn't tell me more because he was scared that saying it out loud could summon it's attention.
I had to submit that assignment uncompleted.
I am actually working on a short film in Dhaka in a couple of weeks, and I was thinking of doing a short ghost story. I'm from Melbourne so I have no idea what Dhaka city is like or if there are some particularly haunted areas? Id love to hear from you.
FROM minnie