Before reading this story, I would recommend reading my other story first. It will give some information on the entity in this story and also how I first 'met' him.
It was exactly 2.46a.m in the morning. I was sitting on the left side of my bed, surfing the web on my laptop. I was in the middle of messaging my sister when I saw a black sphere from the corner of my right eye. Figuring it was my cat; I ignored it and continued to type my message. In a split second, the black sphere grew in size before reaching across the bed and grabbing my arm. It jerked my arm a few inches towards its shadowy figure. I instantly recognized the entity. He was the same 'person' that had tried to drag me down the stairs almost a year prior. It was the pianist, as I had come to call him.
After staring for a mere moment, he vanished. Not in a cloud of smoke or anything similar, he was just gone. I haven't seen him since then. After he vanished, I glanced at the clock on my computer screen and was stunned. It read 3.07a.m. What had felt like five seconds had actually been twenty minutes. I looked back at the draft of my message to make sure I was correct about the timing. My last typed word had been at 2.46a.m.
He doesn't seem like he plans on causing me harm anymore since he just stared after grabbing my arm. I got the feeling that there was something he needed to tell me. Something, though I'm not sure what, told me so. It confuses me.
Any ideas or theories are welcome.