HE CAME BACK FOR ME!

My wife and I were sitting on the couch last night playing some PS4 together, a totally regular game night. Now, as I said in my last encounter, I’m scared of the dark because of what happened, and absolutely ALWAYS lock all of my doors and windows at night. Despite this, while we were playing PS4 I began to hear what seemed to be the meow of an injured cat. It sounded like it was on my driveway. I paused the game and my heart was pounding because any random noises at night now put me on edge. Being an animal lover I could only ignore the meowing for so long. I mean I love animals, what can I say?

My wife also wanted me to go outside and check on the cat. Since I haven’t told her what happened a few months ago (and still refuse to tell her) she doesn’t really understand just how truly terrified I am at night. After about half an hour of constant meowing I decided to at least TRY to man up. So I got off the couch and grabbed my flashlight. I nervously¬† crept to the window next to the front door and peaked out of the curtains ever so slowly. Without even using the flashlight I could see the silhouette of a cat at the very end of the driveway and breathed a sigh of relief. I started the process of telling myself to man up and began slowly unlocking the front door and stepped outside. At this point, I was kinda proud of myself for even stepping one foot outside at night. I literally hadn’t done that in months, usually I’m in bed well before 11pm as I really don’t want to be awake when all the freaks come out. Honestly, my last encounter changed my entire perspective on reality. How many other¬† fowl creatures creep around at night without no one ever seeing them? This is the single most terrifying thought to me. What kind of unimaginably terrifying things tap on my windows at night that I’ve never seen or heard? Lord, my heart is thumping right now..

 

Anyway, as I was saying; I took a step outside into the front yard and felt the chilly night air brush past my face for the first time in months. It was kinda nice actually, at first. As I took a few more steps down the driveway, the stupid cat ran away into the street. Well it can’t be all that injured, I thought.¬† Maybe it was just on heat or something? I turned around and quickly walked back inside. Just as I sat down and unpaused my game, the stupid cat started meowing AGAIN. After about 45 minutes of this all up, I’d had enough. I knew it wasn’t hurt, I mean it was basically trolling me, so I got up again with the intent of chasing it away this time, so I stepped outside, turned on the flashlight and walked down the driveway. I had actually forgotten about being nervous for a brief moment. As expected the cat ran away again when I got close and I, being slightly irritated, chased it into the street. As it ran into a long patch of grass it turned and looked at me and the flashlight caught it’s glowing eyes. For some reason I kinda got spooked when it did that. Now this is where things got weird….It turned it’s head and disappeared…Hang on, what the heck? There was NO WAY something just vanished, I mean the patch of grass was relatively small and from where I was standing it couldn’t have gotten away without me seeing it. There was the small patch of grass and a solid metal fence behind it. No holes and the fence was too high for it to jump

This is where alarm bells started going off in my head. Suddenly I was freaked out again and after last time, there was no way I was going to stand there a second longer. I turned around and started fast walking back towards my driveway. Just as I crossed the line to my property I began to feel that familiar feeling of deep, deep dread. I kept thinking, Why the heck did I come outside? How stupid are you? In that moment, just as that last thought crossed my mind, a fowl smell brushed passed my nose. It sounds so typical but it really did smell like death, garbage and vomit mixed together. I bolted up the driveway to the door as fast as I could, I truly felt as though a predator was about to pounce and rip my guts out, just like last time. As I reached the front door I felt a thick, humid pocket of air blow past me. All these things combined scared the living shit out of me. I knew that stupid cat was a trap, but the animal lover in me refused to let a potentially hurt animal suffer. As I slammed the front door shut I turned around to lock it and was horrified to feel something blocking it from properly closing. My stomach is dropping just thinking of it…There were a huge set of hairy grey fingers stuck in the door…Disgusting, yellowish claws at the end of the fingers. I almost pissed myself and turned back around, let go of the door and ran through the sun room, slamming that door shut instead and locking it. There was no way I was going to try fighting with this thing to close the front door. Luckily, the sun room door is only a few feet directly in front of the main front door. By this point my wife realised what was happening and she was sitting on the couch curled into a ball just crying.

I’m not even sure if this was the same thing as last time as I didn’t see it’s face (thank god) but none the less I was just as completely and utterly terrified as last time. The ‘thing’ was banging on the sun room door for what seemed like hours. It didn’t even make a single noise other than that. I’m gathering it was big, really big. That hand was just…So unnatural. It looked like a paw mixed with a decrepit old mans hand. My wife and I locked ourselves in the bathroom for the rest of the night, just holding each other. We didn’t say a word. She was obviously feeling the same deep terror as I was. At some point we must have fallen asleep because I woke up on the bathroom floor around 7am when the light started shining through the window. I cautiously went to the front door to check ‘it’ was gone and fully expected it to have ripped the house apart. Oh yeah it was gone alright, but my main front door had been ripped off it’s hinges. It was laying on the porch, splinters of wood and screws all over the place. I think I need to consult a pastor about this. I can’t live comfortably knowing that this thing is still out there. I feel like I’m back to square one in terms of dealing with this emotionally, I mean what do you do in this situation? My wife and I are scared. Now even during the day, because we know that with each passing hour, the sun is getting closer to setting…

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