The following report was sent into our website by Caroleann on May 30, 2014:
“This story is about what happened to me for roughly eight months during the year 2007 in the Syncrude Twin Towers low rise on the 4th floor.
While I was sitting at my computer one night in my bedroom, lying on the table next to me was an empty Pepsi bottle. As I was looking into it I could see my reflection and then I could see two figures in the bottle standing on each side of me. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing! They were people-like figures with black cloaks with hoods, and they just stood there.
So I just laid the bottle down and ignored it and went to bed scared, thinking about what I saw.
The next day I started hearing papers rattling in my closet. I just ignored it but it wouldn’t stop. I thought it was a rat or something but I went through the box, nothing but a Soloman Bible that my roommate picked up from a guy at work.
I tried to read a few words but didn’t understand the language, so I put it back into the box.
The next night a fire broke out two doors down from me. We were woken at 2 am by some man knocking on our door screaming “FIRE!”
I opened the door and nothing but smoke so I panicked and started crawling towards the fire. I realized I was going the wrong way so I turned around and crawled till I could see the clear and got out safely.
The apartment that the fire started in burned like a matchbox inside and never burned through the walls or roof, it was totally black and seemed as though it was a controlled fire. The fire burnt itself out within the apartment.
By the time the fire department arrived the fire should have burned more apartments but it contained itself within this one apartment. So then we were able to go back to our apartment hours later.
The next day I came home from work and was sitting on my bed when I heard someone unlocking my door. What I saw was a big man that walked across my living room. I said to myself “That’s strange it’s only 5 pm and my roommate is home. Weird cause he doesn’t come home from work till 7 pm.”
So, I sat there listening but not a sound. I walked up to the living room and no one was there. I went back down the hallway to my room to sit and watch to see my roommate, then the same man came out my living room walking towards the door.
When I ran up to the door there was no one there.
Then every day for months at 5 o’clock he would unlock my door, walk in, come down the hallway and go into my bathroom off my bedroom and shut the door.
I would open the bathroom door and find nobody in the bathroom, so I go back to my room and lay on my bed and be startled to what I was seeing.
As days went on “something” started tormenting me by kicking the tub. I could hear the noise throughout the apartment all night long. I would go into the bathroom and there would be nothing or no one there.
I came home from work one day not feeling well. I came in, locked my door, and went for a nap when a shout woke me. A security guy was standing over me telling me how he just came around the corner and my door was wide open and he just saw a black shadow leave my apartment.
I was shocked and kind of spooked and left for a while that day.
When I came back that night, I went into the bathroom and was fixing my hair in the mirror when I saw a shadow on the wall move at the corner of my eye. It was a terrifying moment for me, it scared me and I jumped. As I was looking at my shadow I realized it wasn’t me, my hair was pinned up and my shadow had its hair down.
I went and got my roommate thinking I was losing my mind, so when he came in the shadow ran across the wall. My roommate, who is a large man, screamed and ran out of the apartment, I ran after him.
After we were brave enough we came back in. I went to bed scared to death. I slept with the Catholic Bible the whole time all this was happening.
The next day same thing again, a man coming to the bathroom and closing the door again. No one there. So as I go into the bathroom I was standing by the toilet when I noticed my shadow started moving.
I ran and got the manager, two security guards, my roommate and two others standing in my bathroom watching. As I stood still my shadow slid across the wall and down to the floor.
We all stood there with our mouths dropped, no one saying anything while I’m there asking them “Do you see it? What is it?” and one of the security guards spoke up totally in shock and said, “Yes, we see it, and we don’t know what it is.”
So we left the bathroom and came back in three times and it did the same thing each time we entered.
The next day I walked into the bathroom. As I opened the door quickly, a shadow of a little child was on my shower wall and it jumped! I scared this thing, it actually got a fright. So again I ran out of the room.
Sitting on my bed talking to my roommate this one day after the bathroom incident, and this voice came over his head saying “Hello, hello” in a loud, clear voice.
We both looked at each other and I said, “Did you just hear that?” He said, “Yeahhh”. I said, “What did it say?” He said, “Hello, hello.”
We both ran outside of the building again. So again after we regained our courage, we came back to our apartment and went to my room and this smell hit me. It was horrible! I never ever smelled anything like this in my life, nothing even close.
It smelled like sulphur and something that was rotten, it wasn’t of this earth. I was gagging, while my roommate was sitting there and he couldn’t smell anything.
I was so confused, I opened the bedroom door and took a deep breath and came back inside the room and it was gone. All of a sudden it felt like a million wasps stinging me all over my body. It was so painful and started torturing me day in and day out.
When I would leave the apartment building the pain would stop, and when I go back it would start again. I spent hundreds of dollars at the drug stores on pesticides and nothing worked. So I figured it wasn’t physical wasps or any other insects in the apartment.
As time went on, in the mornings I would wake up gasping for air like something was choking me and would eventually let me go before I pass out. The bee stings would not stop either.
When I tried to put my hands where the stings would hit, it felt like it would go deeper and bite harder. It was a nightmare in itself.
I started praying to God to help me. As I was doing this the sun cast a figure of a cross on the wall. So I kept the Catholic Bible in my lap, knew he was there to help me as the long days of this torture kept going. All the trips to the emergency and nothing to be found.
I forgot to mention with the first experience my arm would freeze just like if it was frozen from the inside out until I leave the apartment.
This one night I was approaching my bedroom and when I opened the door my night-stand came flying at me and everything going everywhere. So I pick up the phone and called the Church. I didn’t know what to do and why this thing was attacking me like this, the priest was afraid and wouldn’t show up.
He told me to pray the Our Father and pray to St. Micheal, and I did.
So at this point, I wasn’t afraid anymore and I started to get mad at this thing in my apartment, and then this horrible unearthly shriek came through my window vibrating through the tv and went through me.
I was startled by the sound so I went to go grab a drink when something inside me told me to wait. I went to the bathroom instead and went back to my bedroom instead of going to the kitchen.
When I went back to my room there was a can of Pepsi lying on my pillow. I picked it up and it was cold as though it came from the freezer. Now I was getting freaked out, it was bringing things to my room.
There is much more that isn’t included in the story above, but I’d be writing all night.
Anyways, the day I was moving out I was cleaning the bathroom when there was a knock at the door. It was a girl asking me to cut her hair. I said to her, “I packed and have no towels, so go home and get a towel and come back.”
I locked my door, went back to the bathroom and there was a brand new purple towel sitting on my sink folded. I just ran out of there with my stuff as fast as I could go.
And as I was leaving the building, at that very moment, four apartments went up in flames for no known reason. Security was running through the building alerting the tenants and trying to evacuate the building.
I stopped one of them and asked what happened, he said “Four apartments are burning and there are devil faces burning in the doors. This place is evil, I’m getting the hell out of here!” He lived in the building and moved out the same day as me.
I got out of there and never had an encounter since.
Out of the seven people who witnessed what happened in my apartment with me, three survived.
And the strangest thing three of us moved out the same day. Three out of seven were found dead sitting up in chairs in their apartments, and one went into a coma and never came out of it to my knowledge.
Also, another thing I forgot to mention was after we moved out I had one of the security guards that survived help me put pictures from my camera onto my computer. These pictures were full of images of shadows and orbs or strange light. They were in my personal folder on my computer and they were taken due to infringement and I couldn’t understand why my pictures were taken away out of a personal folder.
The security guard had copies of my pictures on his own computer and the pictures were taken from him too and he would agree to be a witness to that.
Thank you for your kind attention to my story and I hope if you have had something like this happen to you, that you will share it as well.”
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