all this while, the bed shaking and other small misc. occurrences continued every other day. The timing of them increased gradually over the weeks, slowly ratcheting up in intensity. One time there was a loud sound that took everyone by surprise, we were chatting and laughing normally and suddenly it came and shut everyone up. It was the sound of the metal window panes slamming shut. But nothing moved, the windows were fine.
another time the door to our dorm rattled loudly as though someone was trying to open it from the other side. Thinking it was our sergeants playing a prank on us, we opened the door. But looking down into the long corridor we were only greeted by a tunnel of inky darkness. (lights were off after 2230)
There would also be loud stomping sounds coming from above, even though the floor above us was uninhabited, locked off and empty at that time.
there started to be gossip, of course. Bringing up the issue to our superiors were either met with denial or deflection, but it was clear from their eyes we werent the 1st batch of trainees to experience this. And I wasnt the only one affected in my bunk, a few guys had it worse. People started moving out to sleep in spare beds in other rooms or even with other trainee batches, even though it wasnt allowed. I continued to stay, thinking I could just live with it, if only for a few weeks more until I graduate.
Happening #3 (major):
I woke up again. I wanted to reach out to check the time, but I couldnt move. I was sleeping on my side (see fig 1), and there was a empty space on my bed.
I realised I had sleep paralysis, so I didnt panic just yet. I couldnt move, but I could see the room just fine. I could see everyone sleeping, which windows were open. The leaves of the tree moving. I told myself I would just breathe normally and maybe I could wake up naturally.
Then from the corner of my eyes, I saw something. Something that shouldnt be there.
>>4304834thanks for the patience
