This experience happened way back in 1994-1996 at the Sultanate of Oman. Me and my friend, Kate, were around 33-34 years old. This is only a part of my encounter with ghostly entities.
The Sultanate of Oman is a beautiful country, it's clean, organized and most of the locals are friendly. There are a lot of beautiful places that are over-looking the city. Most of its mountains (Muscat) are of rock in nature. The ruler is a very good one. He loves everyone including the expatriates.
Me and my best friend, Kate, just got locally hired at the Sultanate and since we are very good friends, we were given a furnished Studio Flat to share with, the building of which is just beside our offices. Both Kate and I are Catholics and we believe in ghost and other paranormal phenomena. Though we started to become friends in college, we never run out of stories (based on true experiences) to share.
Short Explanation of Candle X-ray:
In the Philippines (our home country), when someone gets bewitched or a curse has been put due to grudge by another person and performed by a black witch, we usually take the person to a white witch doctor especially if the medicine that we have at home doesn't affect the person at all. So the white witch doctor will usually perform Candle X-ray (or the local term is "Tawas"). The ritual has prayer on it and God knows; only the white witch doctor recites that. If the sickness which struck the person is man-made and/or was possessed by a ghost or elementals, then an image will be shown on the melted candle wax that spreads on the water.
One day Kate and I decided to do the Candle X-ray, as it was being done in our country. Though we didn't know the prayer we proceeded with our experiment. So Kate asked me to do it since I am braver than her so I agreed. For us, it was just for fun. We wanted to know whether there will be images to show from the ritual. We said our own prayers too before we did the ritual.
After that night, things started to be weird for the two of us. We started to hear strange noises especially in the night coming from the ceiling. Whenever we check our building mate (our officemate) upstairs whether she started to clean her flat at 2:00 in the morning, she will say that she never stays up that late especially on weekdays. One night we were praying the Holy Rosary, we were seated in my bed, Kate was behind me, and I sensed that she was reckless.
After our prayer, she didn't wait for me to ask her what's happening, she said that she got scared, she saw grey smoke coming out from my body, I too got scared and started to cry because what if that's a sign that my health is deteriorating... I had a lot of "what ifs"...That passed.
One day, I was washing clothes, Kate was watching TV, I went beside her just to look what she was watching then suddenly I was pushed violently, and I almost fell on Kate. Nobody was there behind me, only the two of us were in the flat. There were times that I would see Kate passing behind me and even waving her hand and smiling at me while I was brushing my teeth (because there's a sink with mirror in the hall that is between the kitchen and 1-1/2 baths) and when I enter the bedroom, Kate would be asleep and heavily snoring, wearing different clothes.
Also one time, that was around 5:30pm, a Friday, we were about to go to the store to buy something. Kate was ahead of me down the stairs and I was the one who closed/locked the door. On the other stairs from upstairs, I saw one lady coming down, but only noticed her skirt-It was pleated and printed, yellow green. Her shoes were white with a ribbon around the ankles. In short, she was like somebody from the '50's.
Suddenly I realized, nobody dresses like that in our building (girls' side) as we are all Filipinas, so then I told Kate, we got company. She said "hurry up and run!" (While typing this, the left part of my head is having goose bumps)...
There was a time, one night we came from a big grocery (Al Fair) in Wadi Kabir. We had to walk home because of the short distance, each carrying grocery bags. We passed by the big roundabout (full of flowers)...I noticed, I'd been smelling a perfume called "tea rose", I don't like that perfume (no offence intended for those of you who like Tea Rose) because it smells like funeral flowers.
Then, by the time we were almost near our building, the scent was still in my nose, I asked Kate "why do you also smell like Tea Rose?" I felt as if it had attached itself on me when we passed by the roundabout.
She said she felt it too so we began running then when we reached our door (our Flat) and opened it, the cassette radio was playing (we remembered switching it off before we went out). It was playing one of Michael Jackson's songs, "somebody's watching you".
Suddenly the damaged alarm clock (which was just kept there even it was not working for 3 days) suddenly rung continuously. Kate got it and removed the batteries and threw it outside the window, and we saw/heard it was still ringing... We both freaked out!
On another occasion, me and Kate had an argument over something that was not that important so she asked my 2 sisters, my elder sister and 2 of her lady friends (as witnesses) to meet at her house. My elder sister was sitting in the big couch with her friend. There was an empty space between them. My other friends and my sister sat on other couches. I was sitting on the dining chair, alone because we were having bully session and I was the "star" of it...
While my elder sister was talking, I noticed there was someone sitting in the middle of them where the small space was (well only a baby can sit in-between them). I tried to check whether that was my shadow (so I moved several times) but it was a solid shadow and it wasn't moving. My elder sister noticed me and asked me what was wrong.
I told her that there's somebody sitting in between them, a lady, I couldn't see the face because it was solid black and it was not moving at all. It's like it fitted itself in between them. After that, my sister freaked out and she ended the bully session and said that she'll spend the night with us in my younger sister's house... In short, she really got too scared... I didn't mean to scare anybody, in fact, I didn't mean to say anything but they asked me.
There are a lot of paranormal experiences that happened but to make it short, I had a nervous breakdown then one of our friends took me to the Priest to be blessed. Our flat was blessed too but ghosts / shadow people still continued. We spent our weekend at my sister's flat then weekdays on our haunted flat but the strange events continued until the day I left Oman in September 1996.
Perhaps the entities that we encountered in that flat were mischievous, earthbound ones and some demons too because before I had a nervous breakdown, the wall on the middle hall started to peel off its paint (day by day) and it formed the face of a devil.
The moral lesson of the story, never try something for fun without knowing anything and not being entitled to do it... It can be a way to open the wrong portals to the other dimensions.