Hey, /x/. I used to be a reductionist believer of the physicalist philosophy (nothing exists outside of physics, aliens/ghosts etc. is bullshit). However, I'm starting to lean agnostic because of recent events involving paranormal activity.

I am Texas Tech guy in /b/. I go to a public university in West Texas in a city called Lubbock. Last 4/20, I went out with a friend to smoke at his frat buddy's house. There were a few other people and it was quite loud; however, the majority of drinkers and partiers were in the other room; the only smokers were me, my friend, and his frat buddy.

So we were in the frat buddy's bedroom, smoking, high as fuck. I was passing a bong to my friend when he stood and left with his frat buddy (apparently to get drinks, but they never came back). I sat there with a bong, smoking bowl after bowl. Eventually I was borderline-uncomfortable high (the "twitchies" - you become sensitive to muscle neural impulses) when I stood up and paced the room. No sooner had I done this than the floor in the closet started creaking. I opened the door, thinking a lost partier had passed out in the closet, but nothing was in there besides a hamper and some dirty clothes.

I left the room and found the frat buddy, who owns the house. His response to my nearly-incoherent recount: "You heard something in there, man? I think it's a ghost. I hear shit rattle in there all the time and there's never anything in there. Just don't mess with it bro."

Now, admittedly I was very high, and I wanted to believe, but my scientific outlook and atheism led me to believe he was just fucking with me.

So I find my friend and bring him back to the room to finish our weed and leave. We smoke another bowl when suddenly the closet door begins rattling and we hear... not a growl, not a voice, just a clearly audible vocalization. Like when you're about to say something but you get cut off. It didn't come from my friend - I was watching him when it happened and he was holding in his smoke.

My friend in his infinite wisdom coughed, yelled "You see that, man? IT'S A GHOOOOOOOOST!!!", then ran to the door and threw it open. Upon his face was a look of horror - he didn't believe me when I told him there was nothing in the closet. He then looked at me (keep in mind he was almost higher than I was when we got back in to the room, but later said that opening the door scared him sober) and yelled hysterically "THERE'S NOTHING IN THERE MAAAAAN THIS IS LIKE SOME MOVIE SHITTTTTT!!!!" He slammed the door and ran out of the room. I packed my shit and followed him before the door could make any more noise.

When we left the room we said our goodbyes and got in my car, speeding to my dorm. I noticed a faint.. pressure? Itchiness? on the upper-left part of my back the entire ride back.

When I woke up the next morning I had little memory of the previous night except the ghost incident. I've been having terrible, horrifying dreams at night where usually I have none at all or ones that involve the video games I play. I'll leave the room and notice the soda cans on my desk are suddenly re-oriented when I get back. (I don't have a roommate, and nobody has a key.)

Worst of all is the knocks. They started tonight. Every 10 minutes or so I will hear a faint knock on the door. Not loud or obtrusive; the kind of knock you would hear when the person on the other side knows you're expecting them. Most of the people on my floor left for Easter, and the ones who stayed are all very cool with me and probably asleep right now. Besides, nobody's fast enough to run 10+ feet without me hearing it in the three seconds it takes me to open the door. Yet this is the only logical physical explanation; somebody's fucking with me, right?

I'm scared. Things are escalating. I don't want them to escalate. I'll wash my hands and look at myself in the mirror and something in the background will shift suddenly, but nothing moves when I turn around.

This is not creepypasta; I am a 99chan user, very scared, looking for help.

>>	Anonymous 11/05/02(Mon)23:16 No. 9061 File 130439261017.gif - (295.62KB , 320x240 , 1302519616944.gif ) The vocalization was probably a drunk outside yelling something. Were you on the second floor? If so it could have been someone on the floor below.

>>	Anonymous 11/05/25(Wed)13:18 No. 9090 File 130634391298.jpg - (759.93KB , 1280x1024 , Aperture.jpg ) >>9089 You're a scientist? What kind of science do you do? SAGE has been used.