Nightmare

Had an awful, awful dream last night. It's starting to fade already but, I'll try my best. In my dream, me and a friend went into the attic to investigate. My friend in the dream was someone that I've never met before in real life, as far as I remember. I don't remember much about them, they're features were blurry and distorted. There was this awful, almost mechanical grating sound in the attic that started to grow louder and louder. There was a sickening smell that started get worse and worse, until the point where I could taste it. It tasted acidic and metallic. I remember my friend and I started to gag and dry heave. We both threw up. The attic felt like it was spinning. But not in a perfect motion, more like a warped record spinning on a turntable. Wobbling up and down while spinning. Then we were somewhere else suddenly. Somewhere old, decrepit and dilapidated. Everything was ruined and neglected. My friend was gone. I started running through destroyed hallways and rooms searching for him or her. When I found them, there was nothing left but a decaying corpse. I suddenly felt like I was being watched. I spun around to see who was there, and out of the corner of my eye saw them duck into another room. Then I woke up.

Been Thinking

I've been thinking non-stop about it, and a few people have been kind enough to offer some advice. The consensus seems to be that I should head back into the attic but this time with another person, and a more powerful lamp. I'm definitely consdering it. As much as I don't like to think about going back in, it's better than hiding downstairs in my own house. I can't stay down there forever. Thanks everyone for all your support. It means a lot to me.

Sleep

Settling in for the night. Sleeping bag on an air mattress on my living room floor. Haven't been upstairs since Friday night. Not planning on it anytime soon.

Home

Sorry I didn't post earlier. Got home too late last night, and I just needed to get some sleep. Currently I am not even going to the second story of my house. I slept on the couch last night, and tonight I'll probably bring the air mattress up from the basement and crash in the living room. Nothing strange to report about this weekend. Had a really good time with my buddy and got the attic incident of my mind. But now I'm back. There's something wrong with that attic. Is what happened even possible? Am I losing it?


edit: Just wanted to clear this up, for all the people posting comments about the tall pale guy... that's not funny. I'm fairly certain that fictional monster that was thought up on a comedy forum isn't stalking me in real life. 'Slenderman' stopped being scary a long time ago. So let's forget about him.

Questions.

I'm going to try to answer some of your questions about what happened in the attic. But I'm not really clear on it either. The video is in real time which means I was only in the attic for around two minutes. When I started filming it was about seven. As you can see, it was way later when I got out. The voice... I don't know. No one was there when I got back to the storage room. That's where the voice was coming from. I thought I recognized it. As for 1:38 in the video, I accidentally stepped onto some insulation and fell through a little bit.


On another note. I'm leaving. I can't spend the weekend here alone. I'll be staying at my friend's house for the next few days.

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I'm uploading the video I shot while I explored the attic. I don't really know what's going on right now. I think I might be crazy.