Thread by @gr3gory88

She was here. That woman was in my house.

Sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself. I can barely type. Sorry. I'll try to explain.

Alright, so. I was in the woods out back yesterday when it started pouring. It happened really suddenly and even though I wasn't far from the house I got soaked anyway. It rained most of the evening. I left my clothes by the fireplace to dry and ended up going to bed early.

Or I guess it was today. Sorry. I'm still not really awake yet.

Anyway, I had this awful dream tonight. Sorry if I'm rambling a bit. I'm still trying to collect my thoughts. Sorry. My hands are shaking.

In the dream I was on the deck outside with a bunch of friends from back home. We were all sitting in a circle. My friend Eric was there, talking about how creepy the woods were.

He was saying how the trees were just big black silhouettes and anything could be out there watching you and you'd never know it. He was sorta freaking me out but I was trying not to show it. I'm all, "I know what you're doing, and it's not gonna work. You're not gonna scare me."

And Eric sort of narrowed his eyes at me, and says, "I bet I can scare you." Something about the way he said it made me uneasy, and I was like, "Alright, very funny. You can stop now." But Eric wasn't smiling anymore, he was just staring back at me.

The whole mood seemed to shift at that point. Nobody in the circle was talking anymore, and it suddenly got really quiet. No sound except the wind and the lake down below.

Any trace of joking has disappeared from Eric's face. After a long minute he slowly cocked his head to the side a bit and said, "Is there someone here with us right now who shouldn't be?"

All of a sudden I was too scared to break Eric's gaze, afraid I'd see something I didn't want to. For a long time we just stared at each other. Nobody said anything. Then, very softly, Eric said, "Is there somebody watching you sleep right now, Greg?"

That's when I bolted awake. It was the middle of the night. I was alone in my room, but I had this weird feeling that someone had just been there in the room with me. I laid there in bed for a minute, too terrified to move. Too scared to breathe, even.

And then I heard something downstairs. At least I thought I did. This house is always making sounds, so I couldn't be sure. I hesitated for a second, then crept out of bed and went down the hall, trying to be as quiet as possible.

From the second floor landing I could see the living room and part of the kitchen. Everything seemed normal. I could hear the wind blowing pretty loudly outside, so I figured maybe I hadn't heard anything after all.

I tried to calm myself down. I was wide awake at that point and too shaken to go back to bed, so I went downstairs to get a snack or some coffee or something. I walked into the kitchen, then stopped dead in my tracks.

There's a door in the kitchen that leads outside, and it was wide open.

I know I locked it. I lock all the doors every night. And even if I forgot to lock it I KNOW I wouldn't leave the door open like this.

The whole kitchen floor is wet with rain.

I'm calling a locksmith first thing in the morning to come change the locks. Shit.

I want to leave but I don't even know where I'd go. I'm alone out here. Should I find a motel?

And I just realized my wet clothes are gone. She fucking stole my clothes. I'm not spending the night here.