I wouldn't want to make this long and bore you guys out. I suggest you read my first story "The Room Upstairs" to understand this story-line much more easily and also to understand the description/location of the happenings.
First things first, I am photophobic in nature. Well, not to the extremes of it. Let\'s say, I cannot take the flash of the camera, or say, if I look at lighting directly with my naked eye, there is major irritation in my eyes. It tends to become teary and my vision blurs. Well, this is just a biological problem.
Two nights ago, I woke up at around 2:30am. It was nothing to be worried about because it was a usual thing for me. I went to the restroom and came back to bed. I tried to go to sleep but I could not. My sleep was broken and it is very difficult for me to sleep again after it. So I twisted and turned over in my bed. Nothing happened except that I had a feeling that someone's watching me from the top of my cupboard. I tried my best to ignore the feeling but it had somehow grown over me. I have, most of the time, control over my emotions. I thought if I splash my face, the imagination or whatever it was would go away. On I went to the restroom around 3:10am. I did not switch on the lights. After I was done splashing my face, there were camera flashes just behind me (the mirror's above the basin). The peculiar thing about it was that it was a red flash. The flash affected me to quite an extent. My eyes were full of tears and it had a painful and burning sensation. It was a very unpleasant experience. I stumbled and fell to the ground, crashing with the small cupboard beside the basin. The sound woke one of my friend\'s and he woke up the others and they helped me get to bed. If anyone can let me know if we should do something I would appreciate it.