As some of you know, we've made "reports" of strange visitors before. Like our Ghost Kitty, Casper. Unfortunately, this took place after viewing our favorite Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes Episode, "The Cardboard Box". But, we viewed a few other programs after "The Box", so our memory should have been clear. As always, no alcohol nor controlled substances were involved. Except some acetaminophen. The thing about "The Box" is that it was so wickedly clever on many levels (especially for its time) and a great story of the supernatural...
But we digress, our senior editor went to sleep around 11pm and found himself soundly asleep when he was awoken by someone else checking the thermostat (it was in the single digits last night, outside...). So, it must have been cold enough to drive ghosts and other things-that-go-bump-in-the-night indoors... He managed to go back to a sound sleep in short time.
Later, even later, he was awoke in the dead of the night by somebody tugging at his right elbow. The significance of the elbow being that it was swollen and smarting with pain near the outside of the joint for the past several days. Also, his elbow was in the opposite direction of the light from the thermostat's location. So it wasn't another visit to that...but something else.
When he awoke, he opened his eyes to see a pale, shining white, human-shaped form standing between his bedside and the wall opposite. It seemed to be retreating from him. He could not make out any "facial features". But it seemed to have a body, a head and possibly arms. The thing was retreating from him and seemed to disappear or dematerialize out of the wall behind him. Too tired and too sleepy to be startled by this thing, he whispered "Mother" (she passed away 4 years ago) and went back to sleep. We told him today that he should have jumped up to the window to see if he could see it outside. He said he guessed he didn't want to - he just wanted his sleep!
Strangely, his elbow was no longer swollen and smarting with pain. Just a little tender to the touch. He wished the thing had touched his thigh...and his empty wallet pocket... He didn't believe it was a dream...but it could have been some kind of hallucination, or illusion...or...
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