Submitted by wrathomatic
The other day I had a nightmare whereas someone was trying to show me a picture. They said there was a “horse-head demon” that popped up in the photo when they took it, and that the demon was attacking them on a daily basis trying to hurt them.
In the photo was a man in a suit with the head of a horse.
I woke up.
That same day, in the evening, I was in the bathroom doing my hair when suddenly it sounded like a temper tantrum was being thrown in my room- ripping papers and tables being flipped, grunting and huffing.
I went out there once the noise was done, for I thought it was my roommate.
Nothing; not a single mess, except my closet door was open a little. I have OCD, I know it was shut all the way.
This wouldn’t have freaked me out so much if I hadn’t experienced this as a child:
I was at a sleepover with 2 other people when I was 12. Around 1 am we saw a figure standing across the street under a streetlight on a main road; it was a man in a suit with a goat’s head.
Until my nightmare the other day, I’ve always dismissed it as being a tired little kid’s figment of imagination.
In June of 1972, a woman appeared in Cedar Senai hospital in nothing but a white gown covered in blood. Now this in itself should not be too surprising as people often have accidents nearby and come to the nearest hospital for medical attention. But there were two things that caused people who saw her to vomit and flee in terror.
The first, being that she wasn’t exactly human. She resembled something close to a mannequin, but had the dexterity and fluidity of a normal human being. Her face, was as flawless as a mannequins, devoid of eyebrows and smeared in make-up. That’s the other reason people were throwing up or fleeing in terror.
She had a kitten clenched in between her teeth, her jaws clamped so unnaturally tightly around it to the point where no teeth could be seen, the blood was still squirting out over her gown and onto the floor. She then pulled it out of her mouth, tossed it aside and collapsed.
From the moment she stepped through the entrance to when she was taken to a hospital room and cleaned up before being prepped for sedation, she was completely calm, expressionless and motionless. The doctors had thought it best to restrain her until the authorities could arrive and she did not protest. They were unable to get any kind of response from her and most staff members felt too uncomfortable to look directly at her for more than a few seconds.
But the second the staff tried to sedate her, she fought back with extreme force. Two members of staff holding her down as her body rose up on the bed with that same, blank expression.
She turned her emotionless eyes towards the male doctor and did something unusual. She smiled.
As she did, the female doctor screamed and let go out of shock. In the womans mouth were not human teeth, but long, sharp spikes. Too long for her mouth to close fully without causing any damage…
The male doctor stared back at her for a moment before asking “What in the hell are you?”
She cracked her neck down to her shoulder to observe him, still smiling.
There was a long pause, the security had been alerted and could be heard coming down the hallway.
As he heard them, she darted forward, sinking her teeth into the front of his throat, ripping out his jugular & letting him fall to the floor, gasping for air as he choked on his own blood.
She stood up and leaned over him, her face coming dangerously close to his as the life faded from his eyes.
She leaned closer and whispered in his ear.
The doctors eyes filled with fear as he watched her calmly walk away to greet the security men. His last ever sight would be watching her feast on them one by one.
The female doctor who survived the incident named her “The Expressionless”.
There was never a sighting of her again.
Submitted by dumbcuntts.
I was spending the night at a friend’s house in about 7th or 8th grade and well, let’s just say that her house wasn’t the most comfortable to sleep in. I always had this feeling that someone or something was there, just…watching.
So, back to that night. I was sleeping in the floor next to the couch and my friend was sleeping on the couch, facing the back of it the entire time. We had gone to bed with the T.V. on and I woke up in the middle of the night. I looked at the tv and it was off, so I figured her mom had come in and turned it off. (in the morning, she said she had). So, I closed my eyes and stretched out my feet, and when I did, I heard “Ow, you kicked me” from down near my feet in a little girl’s voice. I froze, but then mustered up the courage to sit up. My friend was still fast asleep and no one was in the room.
Let’s just say I had a hard time getting back to sleep that night.