My friend and I were heading into another town (Ballarat, Australia) to meet a friend; it was about two hours by coach. We were planning to stay the night and after we had the day with her we chose our hotel and received the keys to room 11. For the first hour it was quite. My friend decided to have a shower, as soon as he finished up and returned to the room he decided to turn the light off, I stopped him before he did because it felt like someone was in the room with us. The presence was overwhelmingly strong, it was a dark murky feeling and I knew immediately that it was a spirit or something worse.
By then the room was a thing to be feared I was in the thickest clothes possible, I had the electric blanket on and I was still freezing cold, we even went outside as it was warmer than the room.
After we went back in we decided to try and sleep, we had trouble of course and by this time we were scared, believing things were moving but it was just our heads. I was lying down in the bed still freezing; I then began hearing what seems like distorted whispering voices in my ear as well as a whipping noise, like a stick swishing through air. I asked him if he could hear it, he said no.
I then drifted off to sleep but it was as if I wasn't aware of it, or for a better description it's as if I wasn't conscious a few seconds before I fell asleep. For an unknown time after I fell asleep, possibly seconds or even milliseconds, I jumped out of bed and took a massive inhale of air, it felt like something went into my body, and it was a numb tingly feeling.
I was shaking at that point, I believed and still do truly believe that I was being possessed. Right after it happened I was telling him what I felt and we were checking the room out and in one particular spot every time you walked to the place you got chills and extreme coldness. After we done that we got back in our beds started talking and then I was hit by what felt like a brick but it was of air, right in my stomach, I jumped, I swore and then I jumped in his bed. We were now holding the bible because we didn't know what else to do. What we felt from the bible was also cold air coming from it, the only book of any kind to be emitting a cold breeze. Then we got what felt like a hand moving up and down our arms, it's as if the thing was stroking us. Right after that we ran out and left, it was about 3am which was the reason we wanted to stay as that is supposed to be a bad time.
More happen but I just wanted to keep it short.
This town was a mining town during the nineteenth century, heaps of miners apparently died there.