This is a true incident that happened a few years ago.
I had moved to Bangalore. It was in the month of March, I could hardly find a place to settle down. My friend and I decided to stay together. He was still expecting a raise in his salary. We had then decided to stay at our friends’ place which was a rented 2 BHK house. We moved in, everything was fine. The second day, he had to go out with his friends. So he left saying that he’ll be back by 9pm.
It was 7 pm, I was watching movies on my laptop. I was getting hungry.
I made some noodles and grabbed some chocolate to eat. As I went into the room, I suddenly felt the room lights going dim and the windows were closed.
I went to open the window. Suddenly my phone started to buzz but I remember switching it off before.
How did it end up on the bedside table!!? Even before I reach out to my phone, the lights went off completely. I could make out that someone was standing behind me, but I didn’t dare to look back.
My eyes were now getting adjusted to the dark and I started to walk out of the room. I was never home alone and couldn’t think of anything at that moment. Okay “Breathe in and out” I mumbled, I decided to just stay calm.
There was some disturbing silence, I could hear my own breath.
And there in the pitch black corner, I didn’t know where to look for a lighter. At this moment, I was getting weird thoughts in mind.
There were many crosses, posters, and stickers all over the room.
I walked towards the kitchen and found a candle to light up. I was sweating profusely, I somehow remained calm till they came back.
I felt terribly disturbed that night and went to sleep.
The next morning, we were making breakfast. I was standing exactly near the window from where I could see the opposite house. A couple, who seemed to be in their mid-fifties always stood in the balcony watching us. It freaked me out but I sort of forgot about it. Then later in the evening, when I stood outside while he was washing his bike I read the names written on the nameplate. Names were written in Kannada, knowing that he couldn’t read Kannada. He seemed worried, expressions on his face went blank.
Later that evening he told me that we are leaving that place. That night we packed our stuff & moved into a new place.
He later revealed that the night he went out with his friends, he got to know that some Years ago, in the same house a couple were living together. One day they got into some serious fight before the husband came home in the evening the wife hung herself. Our friends were also looking for a place to move out.
Even they had the feeling of being watched by someone, which was creepy. But hey!! who wants to pay extra money for the same kinda house, so they settled in there.
At first, he didn’t believe that there could be any demonic presence. But the day when I read out the name of both the old man and his wife, he felt that something was really wrong.
***He thought that I was possessed.*** because **only he knew about the incident, not me.**
Calling their names out was creepy.