For many, having a friend with open third eye is much of an adventure, but for me, it is the opposite. Way back in college, I was a Mass Communication student in a university in the City of Pines. Our classes were mostly held in the basement of the Science Building we often called "the dungeon" because of its location.
Room S019 (Mass Communication Laboratory) was the room assigned to us. It was a medium-sized classroom with seats similar to that of a movie house or an auditorium. At the back part of the room was the control booth where most of the mass com equipment were stocked.
At first, I found no unusual instances in that classroom, but I did not want to stay there alone because of unexplainable eerie feeling. The room was unusually cold, like that of an air-conditioned room although we only had wall fans and exhaust fans as ventilation there.
One day, I was 30-minute early for my class at S019 so I decided to stay outside until one of my classmates arrived. We entered the room with me seated in front while my classmate was at the back portion of the room. I was reading my notes then when my classmate screamed and pointed at something near me.
"Umalis ka diyan. Umalis ka diyan" (Move out. Move out), my classmate kept on saying while pointing at an invisible "something" near me (or beside me). Despite my confusion, I stood up and went to a corner of the room. But my classmate was more hysterical this time. She stood up and told me to go out of the room with her. So, that was what I did.
Few hours later, some of my classmates were conversing about a horror story they've experienced. We were in a classroom in the second floor then, waiting for our professor to arrive. My classmate who screamed related that while I was sitting at Room S019, she saw a limping man in Barong Tagalog seated beside me and was about to strangle me so she shouted at me. When I went to a corner, she related, there was another man with knife there trying to stab me.
I also learned that my classmate had an open third eye. As for the history of the room, it was one of the areas with most casualties during the 1990 earthquake. Many other students testified on the existence of the "limping man" who was living in the basement.
Room S019 was renovated and made into a regular lecture/laboratory and production room for mass com students.