In a previous submission, Held Down By Unknown Force, I mentioned an encounter in a comment about seeing a man in my grandmother's living room. I said that I would share it, so here we go.
This took place perhaps about a year ago, give or take. My ex-boyfriend and I had just returned to my grandmother's after spending a few hours hanging out with his friend/co-worker, Robby (not his real name). Upon entering my grandmother's house, we found that she was in the kitchen tidying up.
We stopped and started up a conversation with her, my ex and I standing in front of the fridge (which is about ten feet away from the living room doorway, so I could see the living room in my peripheral vision) and my grandma was standing in front of the oven (which is on the direct right of the living room doorway, so she was unable to see into the living room). In mid-conversation, I decided to grab a water from the fridge, so I turned to my left (so now I was staring directly into the living room) and as I turned and opened the fridge, I saw something as my vision spanned across the livin groom.
There was a rather large man standing in between the window and the TV at the far end of the living room. He was so tall, his head almost touched the ceiling fan. Not only was he tall, but he was extremely muscular; absolutely HUGE. I couldn't see any of his features though. He was simply a solid black figure.
I could not see the wall through him and he was actually blocking off some of the TV, which I too could not see through him. He was completely black. Though, in that moment, I knew our eyes met and I knew that he knew I saw him. It all happened so quickly. Like the blink of an eye.
I did a double take, but he was gone just as quickly as he came. I was rendered speechless by it, I was so confused. I had no idea what had just happened, but I was certain that I saw that man. I saw him just like I'd see one of you, only it was like he was cloaked in shadow or something. The story doesn't end here.
A couple weeks later, my ex was at work and it was getting late into the night. I was feeling tired and tried to fight off my drowsiness, but finally, I surrendered. I turned off the Xbox and the TV and laid in bed, eyes closed, in total silence and darkness as I made an attempt to catch some Z's before my ex got home.
I was still fully awake and beginning to realize I probably wasn't going to be falling asleep. I'd begun contemplating getting up and playing some more Skyrim or the Sims 3 Pets. I hadn't opened my eyes yet and was still laying there when I heard a very deep, masculine voice say, "Her name is Kayla" in my right ear.
My eyes snapped open and I just laid there in total silence, wondering what the heck I'd just heard. To me, it sounded like he was talking to someone else, telling a third person who I was. I casually got up and turned everything back on. Screw sleep, I decided. So I just played video games until my ex got off of work and came home.