It was the beginning of the summer and I had just turned 18 years old. I called up my friend, let’s call him Mike, because I wanted him to come over so we could go to Walmart and I could by my first knife on my own being 18 and all.
He came over and I bought my knife and decided to buy a couple of cigars too just for the hell of it.
After we bought our cigars we went down to a secluded park that we always call the “chill spot”. I’d like to point out that the chill spot has an extremely old church and graveyard right next to it and we have seen very detailed man-like figures out here before but we weren’t really fazed. It wasn’t our first run-in with the paranormal.
We were parked in the parking lot of the church on this specific instance.
We smoked our cigars and decided to go into his car and roll the windows up, lock the doors, and listen to a few creepy stories. It was extra creepy because it was around midnight with a full moon of course. Typical right?
As we were listening to the stories we had the front seats reclined almost all the way and neither of us were touching the doors. About halfway through the video, my friend and I both heard the *click click* of the doors lock and unlock, and this continued rapidly for the next 10 seconds, although it felt like an eternity.
Lock, unlock, lock, unlock with less than a second interval in between. After the first 10 seconds, the locks continued spazzing out for lack of a better word, but the interior lights of his car began to flash on and off as well, seemingly to the beat of the locks. Now the button for the lights is above us and as me and my friend shot up in a panic we looked at each other. Neither of us were touching the light which was still flashing and my friend had a look of panic on his face that I have never seen before.
We froze in fear for a few seconds looking at each other, then my friend Mike yelled “NOPE!” And slammed the car into reverse. As we floored it out of the parking lot I realized I heard wind rushing through something to my right.
As I looked over I realized that my door was starting to open when we were parked there, and I didn’t realize it at the moment.
I grabbed the door and slammed it shut and we rushed back to my house. Mike throughout the whole night mentioned how he was just getting bad gut feelings but luckily nothing has happened since. It’s only been a few days since the incident and we still go back to the chill spot. Here’s to hoping this doesn’t happen again.