No Kids Allowed

A few years ago when my children were about 7, 5 -1/2 and 4 they were spending the night at their dad's sister's house. Auntie Monica was babysitting that day, my then husband and I were going to a party and were not going to be back until very late so it was decided that the kids might as well just spend the night. We had only been at the party a few hours and even though the party was nice, good food, good friends, good music, we both felt very uneasy. Monica had babysat before so it wasn't that we didn't trust her, there just seemed to be something off. So, we decided to call it a night and head back to Monica's house to get the kids.

We had the spare keys to the house so we did not knock, it was fairly late so we did not want to disturb anyone. When we opened the front door we were met with a very frightened looking Monica, a teary eyed 7 year-old, and sleeping on the couch was our little ones. I immediately sensed something was not right but didn't ask, we decided to spend the night so we moved the children to the spare bedroom. My 7 year-old would not stay in the room unless daddy stayed with her, so he settled in with her and I went to go talk to my sister-and-law to see what had happened.

She told me that the kids had been playing in the bedroom when suddenly all 3 came running out looking scared and crying saying that they wanted to leave. Monica asked them what happened but all they said is that they were scared to be there and wanted to go home. She got them to quiet down but was not able to get them to sleep in the spare bedroom. She stayed with them in the living room until the two youngest fell asleep. My oldest kept crying saying she wanted her mommy and daddy, Monica sat with her until she calmed down.

Monica says that my son started talking in his sleep and my daughter soon followed. She said it was as if they were carrying on a conversation but she couldn't understand anything they were saying. Monica says it got to the point where their voices were raised and they were almost yelling. She went to try to get them to calm down and she said she put her hand on my son's chest and he started lifting his chest like he was trying to get up, even though she wasn't holding him down it seemed like something or someone was holding him down.

She started praying and just as fast as it started it all stopped, my children went back to sleeping quietly. She told me that she could swear they were both speaking a different language or a mixture of different languages. It scared me a little to hear this but nothing compared to how freaked out she was.

The next morning my kids were being their normal selves, I decided to wait until we got home to ask questions. All I got out of my oldest daughter was that they were playing in the room and there was a voice that yelled at them and told them to get out. I asked her where the voice was coming from and she said all she knew is that the voice was inside the room with them. I tried to get more out of her but my husband told me to stop and let her forget what happened.

About two years after that, that room was turned into a nursery for Monica's newborn daughter. The baby did not sleep there for long, they heard her crying one day and when they walked into the room the baby was laying on the floor next to the door. We're talking about a 2-3 month old baby. Even more weird, Monica had to constantly open windows and doors in that bedroom because it always smelled like mold even though there wasn't any. I went in there a couple of times after the baby was born and to me it smelled like something rotting.

Any ideas what happened to my two young children? Why were they speaking to each other while asleep and in an unknown language?