My story begins on a road trip through New York State to somewhere in Virginia State. Late at night we decide to stop at a hotel along the way. This particular Inn was located upon a hill. It branched out continuing along as the second floor while a new first floor popped out of the hill at the bottom.
I was hoping our room wouldn't be adjacent to the hill part. Our luck we got a room just next to it on the first floor. We walked down the hill and around. It was kind of creepy as it was in a kind of corner and there were apparently not many other cars in the parking lot. As the door opened we see wow 70/80's Blast from the past. Complete with the super thin comforter. The only thing new was this huge; I mean huge; boxy TV. We joked around about it being a good investment, as we set the timer for a couple of test runs.
After knowing the TV timer worked we lay down and passed right out from exhaustion. Next thing I know I am being pulled downwards. Lying on my tummy I swear (SWEAR) being pulled down by my feet/ankles. Being so exhausted I climbed up thinking it was the guy I was with playing a trick on me. Just wanting to sleep I mentioned a few choice words and proceed to keep my sleep. I remember talking to someone still eyes closed half sleeping off my side of the bed at some point. I can't tell what was being said but I really thought it was an exhaustion conversation with the guy I was with.
Anyways I wake up to feeling of being pulled 2 more times. Each time getting more and more frustrated at the guy. I murmur "stop it" (as I squiggle up the bed beside him). Finally the last time. I swear on my tummy something had my legs pulling me slowly off the bottom of the bed yet again. Fed up! I wake right up shouting "STOP PULLING MY LEGS!" As I'm crawling back up to my man, shouting this, I whack him on the chest! He wakes up very surprised "WTF! I'm sleeping!"
I was so angry I said "STOP PULLING MY LEGS!"
He sat up and said "How can I be pulling your legs? I was sleeping HERE!"
We looked at each other. Looked at the TV which was on, and thought it was time to get up anyways. We looked for the remote (which we had on the bed when we passed out). We looked everywhere. The remote was way over on the window ledge! AND it was hours before the timer was set on the TV! I immediately said "LETs GET OUTTA HERE!"
He was skeptical and got up to use the washroom. I was getting my stuff together when suddenly he comes flying out of the washroom Saying "GET YOUR ****!" which of course I did! Half in pajamas we fly out of the room and didn't look back.
He never told me what he saw in the washroom. Later he mentioned something about things being unlocked that he locked or open that he personally closed. I don't know he never really talked about it. He was a Marine so whatever it was must have been really shocking! Needless to say that was a really creepy experience