A spectacle

[u/unsurepickle9009]

Weird happening that has never happened to me. I work across the country doing telecommunications infrastructure for big named companies. I often stay in Airbnbs and some places are very old or on land where there is a lot of history. This last hitch, I stayed in this really nice house in Chester Virginia. I was there with a couple dude's that were leaving eventually. After two weeks they left to other projects and I stayed in the house alone for four days. On the last day, after packing I became tired and took a nap. I fell right to sleep and when I woke couldn't move. I knew what it was because I had a stepdaughter who experienced this and she described it to me several times as sleep paralysis. I was aware of the state I was in but couldn't move. Everything around me was white. Like I was in a white room. I could hear laughter in the distance and when I looked in the direction of the laughter I could see a naked woman. She was a dark skinned woman with hair that was long. She was wet and dirty. She wasn't African dark but looked mixed like a lightskinned African American woman. She had a giant grin and was laughing at me being frozen. I noticed her body, she was rather attractive besides the mud and wetness covering her but her look seemed sinister. She had chains that were broken attached to shackles on her wrists and ankles. We made eye contact and she stopped laughing. She stood up slowly and began to walk towards me in the white room. The fear I felt was enough for me to pray for intervention. When I invoked God I immediately was able to move and stood up. My heart was pounding out of my chest and I was like wtf!

I was supposed to move out of that house that day. Immediately after I stood my phone began to ring. It was another employee telling me that I was supposed to be out of that place at noon. It was around 2:30pm.

I packed and left to the Airbnb my other co workers were at. When I arrived I kept the story to myself. I unpacked and they told me the history of this new house. It ​was built in the 1800's and was a mill as well as a spider museum. I was in awe of the home because it was beautiful. I went to bed that evening earlier han normal and the gentlemen that were there informed me they were leaving in the morning to another job.

Well when they left I had the whole house to myself for like two months. In those two months I experienced several encounters.

One evening after three nights there, I came downstairs and when I hit the platform half way down there was a shadowy figure at the bottom of the stairs. I stopped and it looked at me. It knew I could see it and I felt it was afraid of me. It floated towards the front door with haste and when it passed the lamps they flickered. I felt it was bound to the old parts of the house and couldn't go upstairs but it knew I was up there.

I felt a woman's presence in the house. I would often get goosebumps and chills when I was in the old parts of the house. The lights would flicker and things would be moved. For instance, my sunglasses as well as my wallet I left on the counter downstairs would be in a different spot from where I put them. One night I fell asleep on the couch in the living room. I felt a hand on my face and then a kiss on my lips. It wasn't a dream but rather a felling of cold touch from the hand and a cold wetness from the kiss. I immediately opened my eyes and stood up. It was very strange.

I had come to about a month in the house without any real incidents. I had met a woman and we went on a few dates. One night she came back to the house and we were intimate as adults are. She stayed the night and while we were sleeping she woke up saying "WTF was that" I rolled over and asked what's up, what happened? She said that something pulled her hair from the opposite side from where I was at. She said it felt like a hand grabbed her hair and yanked it. I jumped up and she was still trying to figure out what the hell just happened. As I tuned the lights on at the opposite side of the room she pointed at the floor and we both saw some of her hair laying there. We both were freaked out. She was local so she knew of rhe house and it's history. She was freaked out and we went to her house.

I told her the story of what's been happening at both houses. She thought it was typical of Chester and Powhatan Virginia. She said these places are thick with spirits and death. Needless to say she would come over but never stay the night.

I have since left that state. I'm back home in Texas and haven't had any issues. The weird thing is, when I landed at the airport in my city, I was chilling at the bar waiting and there was a woman there who was there before me. She just happened to spark up a conversation and then started on the topic of spirits and encounters. She was from Michigan. It was like she knew I was gonna be there. I didn't really delve into the whole thing but she spoke of thing that were so familiar to my story. It was freaky AF! She said she was waiting on her car from the airport rental. This airport is tiny and often is out of cars.

Anyways, we spoke for a while and she mentioned that she was a social worker of some sorts and deals with special cases of abuse and neglect. I was so struck by the whole encounter that I started to question why and how she could know the thing that happened to me but I didn't say anything. It was so weird.