One day, my friends and I decided to try the game Red Door, Yellow Door. At first, we didn’t expect much—just a creepy ritual for fun.
My friend (let’s call him “J”) went first. We all sat around chanting, “Red door, yellow door, any other color door,” until he began to describe what he was seeing. He said it was vivid—very detailed. Everything was going fine until he saw a tall man in a black suit. If you know the rules of this game, you’re supposed to exit immediately if you encounter this figure. He’s said to be dangerous. So, we woke him up right away.
The next person went, but nothing really happened. Then it was my turn.
Everyone began chanting, and I fell under. But instead of seeing doors, I just got flashes of colors and images. Two bright auras were circling each other. One gave off a horrible feeling—like it was trying to reach me. The other felt calm, almost protective, as if it was holding something back.
Suddenly, J said he saw something moving in my actual room. So my guide pulled me out of the trance.
Later, as we were sitting and talking, I saw it too—a tall, shadowy figure, its head nearly touching the ceiling. I could see the outline of a top hat. I asked J if that was what he saw earlier, and he nodded.
We didn’t panic. Instead, we spoke to it. We told it, “You’re welcome to stay here if you want—but you can’t follow any of us home, and you’re not allowed to hurt us or anyone we know.”
And we left it at that.
To this day, I believe it’s still here. I sometimes see shadows moving or hear strange sounds—but nothing bad has happened. Maybe it’s just here to hang out.
Disclaimer
This story is a fictional or user-submitted paranormal account intended solely for entertainment. It has not been independently verified. All images are for illustration purposes only.
