My husband and I recently bought a house. The house is a three bedroom, two bathroom.
We had been there 3 weeks when I fell ill with an ovarian cyst that eventually ruptured. I was on bed rest for a week, I was not on any serious painkillers I might add.
One morning around 6:30 my husband got up, kissed me goodbye and went to work. I laid there (enjoying the fact that I didn't have to get up myself) and eventually went back to sleep.
I was awoken by the sound of our Labrador barking outside. I felt like my body was in a deep sleep but my mind had woken up. I heard what I thought were my husband's boots on the carpet (he drags his feet a bit, it drives me nuts!), then I heard someone going through my top draw in my bedside table. I remember thinking "Why is he back here?!? He is going to be so late" then I heard this deep, gruff voice coming from my husband's side of the bed.
I immediately felt pinned and was unable to move my body from the neck down. The thing said "LOOK AT ME." I kept my head turned hard in the opposite direction, the voice boomed again "LOOK AT ME." I slowly turned my head towards the voice and saw the 'thing'. It was about the same height and build as my husband who is 6ft 3, toned and tall basically. I couldn't see any features just the outline he was pure black.
He spread his arms and placed them on the mattress and pushed on it a couple of times to shake it. I remember my body moving under the blankets and goosebumps running over my arms. The 'thing' was laughing a deep evil laugh. I shut my eyes tight and said "Jesus" over and over again, when I opened them it was gone.
Unfortunately that was not the last time we were to see this thing or be the subjects of its malicious games.