Before I start I should mention that because drugs were involved in this experience, the story seems to be discredited for anyone I tell it to. Please bear in mind the possibility of dissociative or psychedelic substances making you more vulnerable to strange entities, rather than the whole thing being a delusion or hallucination.
It was my first night in my new bedroom; I live in a Victorian built, shared student house. My flat mates and I swap rooms half way through the tenancy to make it fair. I had moved from a big room upstairs to the little room downstairs, behind the kitchen at the back of the house. I was a bit annoyed to have to move from my big room but accepted it as fair. I decided to have a mini room-warming 'session' taking a little bit of ketamine with a very good friend who I will refer to as 'S'. I understand that to people with no experience of the drug, it seems an incredibly powerful substance, but the truth is we are both quite used to it now and are careful with the dose. A small bit makes us talkative and relaxed, and doing a bit more can make us feel slightly tripped out, but we always know what's going on and have a grasp on reality. For some reason the conversation always turns to the esoteric / mysterious side of life when the two of us are on it - UFOs, crop circles, spirituality, consciousness, ghosts, etc.
On this first night, I had taken a small amount of the powder and had instantly become unrecognizable to S. Apparently I was walking on the spot facing the wall. I was not bumping into the wall, just repetitively nodding towards it. S said he was calling my name repeatedly but I would not respond. He was telling me that maybe I should sit down before I knocked things over, but no response. Eventually when he called out I replied "What?!" in a very cold, harsh manner apparently not like me at all. I have no recollection of this, and S at the time put it down to us both being heavily affected by the drug. He decided not to mention it to me at the time either. We had done ketamine a lot the previous year in my old room and had no strange experiences at all.
Two weeks later a similar, but more dramatic experience happened - the second time doing the drug in that particular room. Instantly after sniffing the second small line of the white powder, my memory went blank for some four hours, (the drug is meant to take about 10 minutes to 'kick in' and is only meant to last half hour to an hour - and even while slightly dissociated, memory loss is not meant to occur) during which time S had a very scary time indeed. Apparently while I was sitting on my bed leaning back against the wall, the lamp on my bedside table which we were using to light the room suddenly went *bang* and the light bulb broke. The split second that that happened, I apparently stood up looking like I was not used to my body and walked to my bedroom door, opened it and peered out and said "It's this again" in a voice unlike my own. The room had been in total darkness after the lamp broke, but only for a couple of seconds before S turned on the main light. I was still standing there looking possessed. This apparently went on for a few minutes. S said he just knew that he was no longer in the room with me, but that some other strange entity (S is an open minded person, but is certainly not superstitious. He is heavily interested in physics and science in general) He said it was an intuitive feeling he had deep down, that he really was no longer in the room with me - only my physical body, just like the time two weeks before. He says he remembers thinking "oh no, not this entity again, how am I going to deal with this?" The very moment S recognized 'me' again and that the possession was over, my memory and lucidity came back in an instant. I was still sat on my bed and looked at S on the opposite side of the room, who looked white as a sheet and was shaking. He cried out "ah it's actually you!" and opened his arms to hug me; just very happy to see his friend back and the weird entity gone, at least from my body. I hugged him back, but didn't quite get what was going on. He then explained in detail what had happened and also told me of the strange event two weeks back and we both became aware of a dark presence in the room. By this time it was about 5am, and we had started the night at about 11pm. By now we were sober and physically quite tired, but still wide awake with fear. I have never seen S so scared - he was shaking and said his heart was pounding. I did think it was all a bit weird and was a bit scared myself, but I was also aware that the drug could have caused a delusion.
I then went outside to take a 'pee' in the drain. (My flat mates work full time and it's really noisy using the toilet upstairs, so didn't want to wake them up, especially at 5 in the morning!) I stood outside in the dark looking at my bedroom window through the blinds. You can always see silhouettes of whoever's in there, but I noticed a massive shadow that did not look like S at all, and with what looked like a top hat on, that was dancing wildly in front of the window. Every time I looked at it I felt a chill go through me to the core of my being, yet when I turned away I had the urge to look back again. I went back in the house and into my room, only to see S sat down on the chair behind the wardrobe. He said he hadn't been moving about loads at all; at the most he might've walked over to the laptop on the bed to change the music, but was certainly not dancing around at the window! I told him what I had seen and we became even more freaked out. At this point a good friend of ours sent me a text message inviting us round. He lives about half hours walk away so I would normally decline his offer, especially at 5am. But we needed to get out of the house. The feeling of a presence seemed to stop after we were half way down my street, walking quickly and not looking back. The next day I looked at the lamp that broke and the metal bit of the bulb that screws in to the lamp had warped and looked twisted out of place. Almost like it had melted. I have never seen a light bulb do that before.
I now have to spend a lot of time at my Mum's house, an hour's drive away, to get some studying done. I am too aware of the dark forces of that room, and while they may not be particularly threatening, the thought of it stops me from being able to concentrate on my work, and I sometimes get very anxious at night before going to sleep. I'm 26 years old and have never before been the nervous type! I have also heard a strange noise while lying in bed (sober, this time) in the dark ready to sleep. I can only describe it as a loud electronic 'twang' like noise that seemed to come from no specific point, but from above and all around the room. This was several hours after my flat mates had gone to bed. I lay there waiting for it to sound again, but of course it didn't. S and I have since tried to record an EVP while walking to the local shop and back; about a ten minute outing. Listening back there is a strange, short and sharp vocal noise, almost sounds like "hahaha" said by a couple of people at once but compacted down into half a second. Apart from that there was nothing. Again, this was a few hours after my flat mates had gone to bed (I have very different sleep - work hours to them.) I don't really want to mess around with any more EVPs as I think it is almost like asking to have these strange forces as part of your reality. One thing is for sure, though - I will not be taking ketamine again, especially not in that room! I do not need any anti-drugs comments reminding me of the dangers.
I am aware that various substances can be dangerous and can cause delusions. However, I believe this drug is dangerous for a different reason. It seems to mess with different levels of reality that we don't understand. S explained to me that we usually have a firm hold of ourselves, but when we let our guard down and are separating the borders of mind and body, these entities (which may always be there but are not visible to us) can take advantage and 'take over'. Another friend suggested the possibility of accidently tapping into parallel universes where you 'swap' places with the entity. If this happened you would likely enter a world that looked very similar to ours. Anyway it is now over a month since the spooky event, and I am still very confused and anxious about being in that room. Please let me know your thoughts, but try to refrain from common sense, anti-drug comments. Thanks in advance.