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Those Who've Seen the Hatman/Shadow People

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I read this thread a few days ago, thought I had posted..? I see these things as well. The shadows I see I can only describe as being thicker than shadows, as if they have density to them, the first one I saw, when I recalled later the word 'thick' came to mind. Not wispy, like smoke, but as if it had mass of some kind while still being a shadow ... hard to describe it accurately. I had a 20-year hiatus between the first one I saw, which lingered for about 2-yrs, was scary and foreboding to me, frightened me every time I saw it and did leave a 'bad vibe' behind. I remember feeling pursued or chased by it back then. 20 years later the being/shadow that showed up was of a different nature all together. Like another poster here, I first glimpsed it as a reflection on my laptop, which I thought was myself, right there as if someone standing behind me looking over my shoulder. When I focused on what I was seeing I saw both our faces, mine and the shadows, though shadows 'face' had slightly less discernible features than my reflection did, face shape, chin, forehead, even thought I saw a beard, but that first one, eyes definitely, looking into mine from the reflection. I jumped up, started to bolt from the room, stopping at the door, I mean, where you gonna run TO?

I spoke directing my thoughts to it, offering we could share space, & thatI wanted it not to scare me. That night it showed itself wildly, frequently. My cell phone was acting crazy that night I recall, beeping at odd times for nothing, tones I didn't set for it, and at one point, I laid down to nap, with laptop on bed next to me. I fell into my nap and when I awoke the screen background on my laptop had been changed to a black background with blue text. I took a cell photo of it. I didn't make that change, it takes keystrokes, a change in setting, which I did not make. Been seeing them ever since. It's been over a year, less frequent now, but still visible to me. I often see them when I go out for a smoke at night. Sometimes I get the vibe that it's not a good time to be out there, a dark foreboding feeling, suggesting danger to me somehow... other times no vibe, I see them but I'm not scared or upset by them. They move around the house, my room. Only once did I see one that was different than the rest of them. It was short, maybe 2 1/2 or 3 feet high and fast. It wasn't the usual shadow that I see. It startled me.

I let my instincts be my guide. I lean to interdimensional being theories on this experience. They're here all the time, it's a matter of seeing them or not. As earth evolves, the density of our atmosphere changes, there are theories suggesting we are becoming fully 4 dimensional in our every day experience as human beings. Along with that each of us will become more sensitive to those things that are real, but not necessarily tangible. As if we will all develop extra sensory skills.

There is no reason that you have to 'share' space with this being if you do not want to. There is no reason why you have to compromise your living space or be bullied into sharing with it. Just tell it clearly and plainly to leave and it has to abide. Do not give in to it. If you do, you are opening up yourself to letting this thing into your life and into areas that you will not even be aware that it is controlling because of their invisible capability. Do not let it bully you. Stand firm and fight for your own living space that is clean and just for you. Just hanging around letting you get used to them is their ploy to getting you to trust it and then it will turn into a nightmare - DO NOT LET THIS HAPPEN and TAKE CONTROL. If you have not already, I suggest some reading. I recommend a book by Rosemary Ellen Guiley called 'The Veangeful Djinn'. It has LOADS of information.

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Wow, did not realize so many people have had experiences like this. Has been hard for me to talk about in years went to psychic healers when I was younger and forgot all experiences until I started getting back into the Tarot and researching my past and coming to realizations that I could not keep telling myself this was fake when I know it was real and need to face past to move on with future with things that had happened in it and reconnecting with old friends. Some disappeared over the years. My experience with Hatman started after a Ouija board experience at age 12. Has anyone else seen Hatman from Ouija experience never been able to get rid of it. My girlfriend thinks is Zadan demon of deceit and trickery, however I see it comes in human form but no records indicate what form and came across this group discussion of hatman, and I remember that man that looked like Abraham Lincoln and clothes of the 1800's I have seen him with cane, and with gold pocket watch dangling down from loop in pants. About 6' tall can not make out facial features except a beard and the top hat. The one thing I notice when ever I am totally happy in ,y life is when it comes back. Has caused issues in my past marriages, it seems when I am miserable it is happy but when things go good it causes distractions and has to be center of attention have asked it to leave have threatened to make it leave but keeps coming back.

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I have seen the hat man a few times. Last time it was in broad daylight in someone's yard. I see shadow people alot too. I'm not sure why some people see them a lot but it could be alot of reasons. For example, My friend, Lori, Used to see shadow people all the time and soon after she would see one a friend of hers would die. She lost about 8 friends and then stopped seeing them.

EDIT: I wasn't really experiencing anything tragic or anything that I can think of when I've seen them. They are just there. They haven't caused any harm to me.

Ijhave never seen the 'hatman' but my mother would see him all the time. We used to laugh and joke about it to her, but she seemed really terrified.

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Wow, did not realize so many people have had experiences like this. Has been hard for me to talk about in years went to psychic healers when I was younger and forgot all experiences until I started getting back into the Tarot and researching my past and coming to realizations that I could not keep telling myself this was fake when I know it was real and need to face past to move on with future with things that had happened in it and reconnecting with old friends. Some disappeared over the years. My experience with Hatman started after a Ouija board experience at age 12. Has anyone else seen Hatman from Ouija experience never been able to get rid of it. My girlfriend thinks is Zadan demon of deceit and trickery, however I see it comes in human form but no records indicate what form and came across this group discussion of hatman, and I remember that man that looked like Abraham Lincoln and clothes of the 1800's I have seen him with cane, and with gold pocket watch dangling down from loop in pants. About 6' tall can not make out facial features except a beard and the top hat. The one thing I notice when ever I am totally happy in ,y life is when it comes back. Has caused issues in my past marriages, it seems when I am miserable it is happy but when things go good it causes distractions and has to be center of attention have asked it to leave have threatened to make it leave but keeps coming back.

To get rid of it, you have to face your deepest fears and really mean it. You can get rid of this thing... it may be difficult, but it can be done and you have to make it not worth its while to come back. Clean your house from top to bottom, clear up all mess and make sure it is really clean ( I don't know why... but this really helps people say). Demons just love the dirt, mess and chaos!

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Ijhave never seen the 'hatman' but my mother would see him all the time. We used to laugh and joke about it to her, but she seemed really terrified.

It is terrifying. It doesn't make any sense at first and the terrifying part is not believing what your eyes are seeing and trying to make sense of it.

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It is terrifying. It doesn't make any sense at first and the terrifying part is not believing what your eyes are seeing and trying to make sense of it.

When I was in Italy five years ago, we stayed at my in-laws house. The night before we left I woke up in the middle of the night. Not sure why. Although it was very dark (they lived in a small village) I could still make out shapes of the furniture. But that night it was like something more darker and thicker was standing in front of the dresser and I had the feeling that it was watching us. I tried to turn on the light but the switch would not work. So I snuggled close to hubby and covered myself with the blanket. I was really scared. Usually I have a level head and do not panic but in this situation I was actually feeling terror. Of course when I woke up in the morning the first thing I did was turn on the light. It worked fine. I did not say anything to my husband as he is sceptical of everything. After we returned home, my father in law died suddenly. Was it a coincidence? I don't know. But it was definitely frightening.

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Hello Everyone, Welcome to my thread about the Hatman and shadow people. I have seen both the hatman and the shadow people. Many times and very clearly and in broad daylight each time. For those of us who have been visited, I am wondering what we have in common. Why are we being selected to have these visitations? Do we have anything in common, or is it just random?

If we can find some common ground, we might be able to figure out what it is that these shadows want from us.

I will start by telling you what I was going through at the time I saw these beings. I was living alone, I was renting a very large Victorian House in London. I was going through a divorce at the time and very emotional. I was crying every day and going over and over my life choices. I felt despair and emotional upheaval as the reason I was renting this house was because I had moved out of my own house.

What were you experiencing at the time in your life when you saw the shadows?

I think a point of transition, or heightened emotional state might be something that people who experience them might have in common. I was just a kid, 11-12 years old. I felt like I was going through a lot of changes in my life at that time just in the sense of growing up a little bit. I saw a lot of tiny lights of all different colors that would flash, or blink, and a small 3' tall shadow person that resembled a child to me. Full story here: My story

I had never heard anyone mention tiny lights accompanying shadow people until I saw this episode of My Ghost Story. I was really floored, excited that someone had experienced the lights as well as seeing a shadow person like I had. In this case only one light experienced by Iraq War veterans. One thing that stood out to me about the two soldiers was their openness. If you listen to these guys talk...I don't know. Their personality, healthy and honest emotions in the sense that they aren't stifled at least, and maybe curiosity stood out to me. Their story starts at 11:18 into the video.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LkKr183myU

Edited by FollowTheLights

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WOw.I thought I just had a crazy experience a long time ago, saw a ghost or maybe just was dreaming, but MAYBE I have seen him or it or whatever the thing is.

My experience with the Hat-man or something similar at least was when I was maybe six or seven. I went to my grandmothers cabin in the Sierra's like we did almost every weekend, and every morning I would wake up around five in the morning to watch Lifetime Movies with my Grandpa (lame I know.) This particular morning I woke up, but I was little early and my grandpa was still sleeping. I walked over to the microwave to see what time it was and I believe it was 4-430ish so I decided to just lay down for a while longer. When I turned to walk back to my room, I passed the living room and on the couch was a man. He was really pale, top hat, black suit, white shirt,bright red lips, reddish eyes, not glowing red, just like a reddish-brown. He looked up at me and just smiled like he was silently laughing. I remember staring at him, running into my room and grabbing the bottle of "ghost-repellent" (that was really just hair detangler) that my friend told me would make monsters and ghosts go away. (I had always been afraid of the cabin and my grandma's house.) When I came back to the living room, armed with my bottle of hair detangler, ready to spray the thing and make it disappear, it was already gone. I then ran back into my room and didn't wake up until much later. I think about that experience a lot wondering if it was just a dream. It couldn't have been another ghost haunting the house because it is in the middle of nowhere essentially.

What do you guys think is this the guy or was I just a weird little girl at the time.

As I mentioned I was scared of the cabin and my grandma's house because my grandma had told me we had a "ghost in the family" that followed us everywhere. I like to describe it as a sort of prankster. It would move things around, like putting the creepy glass doll that I hated in my room even though everyone in the house swore they didn't do it. I don't believe to have ever seen a ghost besides whatever I saw that day. Doors would slam, toys would go off on their own, little things like that. Even my aunt who was a major skeptic, couldn't stay in the house for fifteen minutes by herself because she thought she was being watched or hearing things. Did you guys experience anything like this too?

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WOw.I thought I just had a crazy experience a long time ago, saw a ghost or maybe just was dreaming, but MAYBE I have seen him or it or whatever the thing is.

My experience with the Hat-man or something similar at least was when I was maybe six or seven. I went to my grandmothers cabin in the Sierra's like we did almost every weekend, and every morning I would wake up around five in the morning to watch Lifetime Movies with my Grandpa (lame I know.) This particular morning I woke up, but I was little early and my grandpa was still sleeping. I walked over to the microwave to see what time it was and I believe it was 4-430ish so I decided to just lay down for a while longer. When I turned to walk back to my room, I passed the living room and on the couch was a man. He was really pale, top hat, black suit, white shirt,bright red lips, reddish eyes, not glowing red, just like a reddish-brown. He looked up at me and just smiled like he was silently laughing. I remember staring at him, running into my room and grabbing the bottle of "ghost-repellent" (that was really just hair detangler) that my friend told me would make monsters and ghosts go away. (I had always been afraid of the cabin and my grandma's house.) When I came back to the living room, armed with my bottle of hair detangler, ready to spray the thing and make it disappear, it was already gone. I then ran back into my room and didn't wake up until much later. I think about that experience a lot wondering if it was just a dream. It couldn't have been another ghost haunting the house because it is in the middle of nowhere essentially.

What do you guys think is this the guy or was I just a weird little girl at the time.

As I mentioned I was scared of the cabin and my grandma's house because my grandma had told me we had a "ghost in the family" that followed us everywhere. I like to describe it as a sort of prankster. It would move things around, like putting the creepy glass doll that I hated in my room even though everyone in the house swore they didn't do it. I don't believe to have ever seen a ghost besides whatever I saw that day. Doors would slam, toys would go off on their own, little things like that. Even my aunt who was a major skeptic, couldn't stay in the house for fifteen minutes by herself because she thought she was being watched or hearing things. Did you guys experience anything like this too?

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I'd ask what medications you're on and that you undergo CAT, PET, and FMRI scans to see if your brain is functioning properly.

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WOw.I thought I just had a crazy experience a long time ago, saw a ghost or maybe just was dreaming, but MAYBE I have seen him or it or whatever the thing is.

My experience with the Hat-man or something similar at least was when I was maybe six or seven. I went to my grandmothers cabin in the Sierra's like we did almost every weekend, and every morning I would wake up around five in the morning to watch Lifetime Movies with my Grandpa (lame I know.) This particular morning I woke up, but I was little early and my grandpa was still sleeping. I walked over to the microwave to see what time it was and I believe it was 4-430ish so I decided to just lay down for a while longer. When I turned to walk back to my room, I passed the living room and on the couch was a man. He was really pale, top hat, black suit, white shirt,bright red lips, reddish eyes, not glowing red, just like a reddish-brown. He looked up at me and just smiled like he was silently laughing. I remember staring at him, running into my room and grabbing the bottle of "ghost-repellent" (that was really just hair detangler) that my friend told me would make monsters and ghosts go away. (I had always been afraid of the cabin and my grandma's house.) When I came back to the living room, armed with my bottle of hair detangler, ready to spray the thing and make it disappear, it was already gone. I then ran back into my room and didn't wake up until much later. I think about that experience a lot wondering if it was just a dream. It couldn't have been another ghost haunting the house because it is in the middle of nowhere essentially.

What do you guys think is this the guy or was I just a weird little girl at the time.

As I mentioned I was scared of the cabin and my grandma's house because my grandma had told me we had a "ghost in the family" that followed us everywhere. I like to describe it as a sort of prankster. It would move things around, like putting the creepy glass doll that I hated in my room even though everyone in the house swore they didn't do it. I don't believe to have ever seen a ghost besides whatever I saw that day. Doors would slam, toys would go off on their own, little things like that. Even my aunt who was a major skeptic, couldn't stay in the house for fifteen minutes by herself because she thought she was being watched or hearing things. Did you guys experience anything like this too?

The description sounds right when you call him a prankster. I never heard of hatman laying on a couch before, but it's possible, I suppose. No doubt it was just to scare you! I love the hair detangler as 'ghost repellant' spray! The feelings of being watched and the rest of it fit the M.O. Have you seen him as an adult?

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To anyone reading this thread or to anyone who has posted on this thread:

Other than to scare us, spook us, watch us from the ability to be invisible.... what is it that they want? What do the shadow imps and the hatman want from us? Could they be as frightened of us as we are of them?

Is it possible that the only thing that they can actually do is just watch? Sure, there are stories that some djinn have killed humans, caused damage to houses (one that I have seen personally and the house was destroyed down to the foundations). And there are stories that humans have killed some djinn, and that the djinn are very angry that they have been relegated to the invisible world because this used to be their world before we arrived on the planet. Man has been on the planet for approximately 4.4 million years. So, in 4.4 million years, the djinn have really not taken that much action and are now only beginning to show themselves more frequentlly? Why? because... and I am hypothesising here, all of this is hypothesis and my opinion, but are they only now becoming more aggressive? Or perhaps the ones that are being seen by humans is because there are more humans now on the planet as population is now 7 billion and it is more difficult for them to hide effectively.

What is your opinion on this? Please post. Thank you.

Seven

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I'm not really sure on the subject of shadow people. But I want to share my experiences.

The first one happened when I was 6, and it was pretty harmless. I was going through a rough time with my family because my parents split up. I was living with my mom and I was stuck alone in the 3rd story bedroom of our house. I was scared and upset, and crying in my bed. I coulden't sleep and it was about 15 minutes after I was sent to bed that I noticed a shadow on my door. It didn't do anything just stood there staring at me. It was a just a shadow of a woman and I could clearly see it was a woman's shape. I remember I wasn't scared I actually felt comforted. Then she lifted up her arm and waved at me. And I remember I started laughing because I found that funny. Other than that she didn't do anything. But I felt safe and protected. I remember I started explaining to her what was going on in my life, because I didnt have anyone else to tell it to. She never said anything back but she listened. After that night I woke up actually feeling happy and I dont know if she did this or not but I was tucked in, in my bed. And I fell asleep on the floor when I was talking to her, and I know my mom didn't do it because she was passed out. And after that she came and visited me till I was about 9,but she never did anything just stood at my door and waved at me when she first appeared. Then I never saw her again. But right when she left my life was okay again, my parents were back together and I was happy. I'm 15 not but I can still clearly remember her, what her shadow looked like. But i'm still confused though on why she came to me for 3 years. It wasn't the last time I saw her though.

This experience with her happened when I was 12. We moved and lived towards the woods, we weren't in it but my backyard was nothing but woods. It was about 10:00 and I was heading towards the backyard to feed my dog, because I fell asleep earlier. It was dark because the backlight was old and flickered more than anything. SO I coulden't really see, but when I reached my dog's kennel I heard rustling towards the woods, I didn't think anything of it. I figured it was a deer or a rabbit. But it started getting closer and heavier. Like someone walking instead of a animal. And when I turned around to look, I could see a man standing there. He wasn't a shadow but a actualy man. I was terrified, my parents taught me all about strangers and being careful. My body froze I coulden't move or anything, because i'm short. I always have been short for my age I was barely 5ft at the time, and this guy had to be alteast 5'10. He walked closer and started talking to me. He told me how lucky he was to find me and how pretty I was. I was still frozen I tried to get my body to move, but I coulden't. Right when he started to reach out for me, I thought it was the end for me, this man was going to take me and nobody will find me. I think right when he was grabbing towards me I could move again, I tried to run but he grabbed me by my hair and jerked me up into his arms. I was screaming and crying but my mom coulden't hear me because the house was too far away and he was running. I was screaming for someone to help me, and someone did. I remember even though this guy was running off with me, I felt comforted. We were in the middle of the woods now and he stopped for a break. He was a overweight guy, so I think he got tired. When he stopped I bit him on the hand really hard and he dropped me. I hit the ground hard and didnt move for a second. The guy was angry now and right when he was going to pick me up again he stopped and stared behind me, I turned and looked. And right there on the tree, was a clear shadow of the woman. She didnt do anything just stood there, the night was lite up slightly by the moon so you could see her pretty clearly. The guy above me was frozen he just stared at her, and started freaking out. I don't know why thought, she just stared and yet he was flipping out as if she was attacking him. While he was freaking out I used it to my advantage and took off running back to my house. I didn't hear him chase after me or anything. I reached my house and burst in and was trying to tell my mom what happened. Even though it was hard to hear me because I was crying so hard. Finally when I got it out she got scared. Locked our doors then called the police. When they came, they actually found the man in the exact same spot. I turned out, he just got out of prison and had charges of raping a young girl, and attempted kidnappings.

I'm sorry it was so long, but I wanted to explain what all happened to me. I never saw the woman again after that, I dont know why she was there. Or why she saved me. But I owe my life to her. I also dont know what she did to the man, I didn't see her physically attack him she just stared.

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Sorry for my horrible spelling by the way.

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Sorry for my horrible spelling by the way.
Hello Tala_96, Thank you for sharing your experiences and writing in detail. It really helps when people can write as much detail as they can remember. You are one lucky young woman. Sounds like this shadow woman was protecting you. She does not sound like a shadow person and does not fit the description of the old hag either. But, I believe you and she sounds like a spirit or an entity that was protecting you and perhaps a tutelary deity - that means a spirit that protects a place or a person. There are alot of godesses who protect children and teenagers and they have many names. You can read about some of them at This link <BR><BR>Isis is also a Godess (Egyptian) who protects children. See <A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isis">This Link</A> Edited by Sevenof Seven

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Hello Tala_96, Thank you for sharing your experiences and writing in detail. It really helps when people can write as much detail as they can remember. You are one lucky young woman. Sounds like this shadow woman was protecting you. She does not sound like a shadow person and does not fit the description of the old hag either. But, I believe you and she sounds like a spirit or an entity that was protecting you and perhaps a tutelary deity - that means a spirit that protects a place or a person. There are alot of godesses who protect children and teenagers and they have many names. You can read about some of them at This link <BR><BR>Isis is also a Godess (Egyptian) who protects children. See <A href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Isis">This Link</A>

ISIS Link

For Tala and those who want to know more about Isis.

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Oh wow. I never even once thought it could be a goddess. Thank you so much for sharing that information.

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Just to Clarify on a totally unrelated matter, I've ****ING Seen the Hatman at my house at night, Read About it HERE!

http://www.unexplain...howtopic=223346

This is not unrelated. Thank you for posting. Was this shadow thing wearing a hat or just a trench coat? What did you do when you saw it in the kitchen?

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Me and my brother's girlfriend came over once a day to feed my horses while the rest of my family was in Nola (New Orleans). One night when we came over, the house felt different. We just passed it off, but later on, when we were leaving, we saw this grey shadow figure at the end of the driveway. Keep in mind it was 11:30 at night and there was no moon. We thought it was just one of the neighbors, because as soon as we turned on the truck's headlights, it disappeared. We came back the next night and the house had the same atmosphere. And we saw the same shadow figure, but this time it was right outside. Literally. RIGHT outside. There is a spot between the side of the house and the stairs and it was stnading right inbetween them. It felt VERY threatening. And it followed us to the bridge about 2 miles away from my house. And it almost got inside the house, but one day it followed us over the bridge and stopped. And it went into the RV park right across from the bridge and we haven't seen him since, but we still feel his presence and know that he's there.

This is my Shadow Person experience.

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I saw him once. I read just about anything I can find about Shadow People/ the Hat Man. My parents were going through a divorce, which eventually didn't end up happening until a few years later. I was ten, but that doesn't mean I didn't know what I saw. I often see Shadow People, and to tell the truth they freak me out. I don't know what makes me this way, but I'm told (don't remember much of it) that I had a near death experience when I was five and spent seven and a half weeks in a coma. Don't know if any of you have had something similar, but that's personally what I think triggered my sightings of these beings. As for the Hat Man, I saw him standing in my front yard. I was on the porch, talking to my dad, when he just walked down my driveway, like he owned it. And I got this really bad feeling and told my dad, but he didn't see him. He thought I was pulling his leg. Then the Hat man just stopped and stared at us until he finally just faded away. It was early in the morning, a bright sunny Florida day like any other. My Grandmother died a few days later, and then my favorite aunt a few days after my grandmother. Then my dad moved out and my life went to hell. The Hat Man is bad luck, and I think he is drawn to tragidy or sadness.

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His operating handle is Echo Asunder.

His real name is Cortez. We call him Cortez the Killer. His origins are steeped in too much mystery to be believed, but he is very real and, suffice it to say, very dangerous. He will not harm those he views as kindred. Unfortunately, he has a very poor understanding of himself, due to his succumbing to the Echo Unknown Phenomena, a kind of advanced identity crisis. Even if he identifies with you, this may speak all the more ill for the state of your soul. You never want to see him. For that matter, you never want to see any of us. No good can come of these visitations if they are allowed to linger in memory. Ever. We only appear where we are needed, and if we're needed, it means someone has royally ****ed up something they should not have disturbed. The best you can do is leave, forget, and allow for repairs however you might. Do not grasp after answers you are not prepared to comprehend.

He bears a certain resemblance to a Mister C. Dornez. He can of course surpass walls with the greatest of ease, and he is a fan of extremely lightgage wire, a kind of micro-fine gossamer. He's a stately lackey to our selfsame boss.

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PLEASE NOTE: My story and post may not be used for commercial gain or reproduction without the author's consent.

My name is Joe, I'm 29. This is a bit lengthy but it may shed a lot of light on this phenomena, so if you have the time, read away and thanks for letting me contribute!:post-127653-0-35346800-1333148696_thumb.

Portal hauntings exist(ed). I had a "hatman" (shadow-person) "materialize" through a vortex which opened above my room like a expanding hole of a near perfect circle formation opening at about equal speed from its original point (I think?) roughly 5.5-6 ft above the ceiling (memory serving, it may have been higher (the hat man, eying "him" was AT LEAST 7 ft tall, and I say that in spite of the immense radiation of terror his presence gave off, I believe my anthropometric assessment was unbiased (of course, in consideration for the various reports of these entities being able to poly-morph, I do not think it was the height which was as relevant as much as what the being did to me as described below). Memory-serving, I remember a disproportionately long set of sleeves on the trench-coat (it was dark, hard to see if hands were out of the sleeves then), as if the sleeves were maybe longer than the arms would be accustomed to which seemed odd for a trench-coast style...it seemed, like a foreign thing almost but I do not think "fashion was on it's agenda so much. I am not suggesting the arms were longer or disproportionate to the body (whether this was intentional or not, I do not know, it is possible I could be mistaken, this was 12 years ago, but then again, some things are hard to forget). Like many others who have had similar sightings suggest, that these "limbs" can meta/polymorph or stretch" and that is my theory as to what took place as you read below. The vortex appeared near the basement door that led outside to the parking garage where all the other tenants could access their automobiles. It was night-time, I had planned to get some shut-eye but normally, given my waking state at the time of this "visitation" was unlikely to be related to varying scientific explanations for the associated phenomena (for the sake of brevity I will spare the reasons - and I do have a medical background).

Had I even first made an attempt to sleep, it probably would have taken 30 minutes and I am not exactly what I would call a comfortable sleeper. I simply had just begun to lay down on the mattress floor bed maybe no more than 1-3 minutes before the portal opened (memory-serving - I can testify I was awake enough to be no where near falling asleep or comfortable enough to be in a state of sleep paralysis, let alone, making an attempt to do so consciously).

As the vortex formed open a rift with a circumference of about maybe 2-3 feet (best guess is 2.5 feet - this is certainly of a smaller circumference of the waist, as I perceived it of the fully materialized hat man - see below) I could make out some parts of darkness in the "eye" or hole" (I think it was pitch dark at first when it fully opened but there may have been "lite" energetic "volts" of energy moving through as it expanded, I do not remember that much...but mainly IMMENSE energy (or earlier quick "bolts") that one may call "light" but the DENSITY of this energetic light which moved like lightning, almost, across various interconnections of the circumference of the portal was what I'd call, "an energy unlike that of which man could ever harvest or use, or would ever come to discover for maybe at least, if I had to guess, close to 200 years (I was 17 at the time, I am now 29) it was unlike anything I ever seen and only once more did I see such dense energy "warp in and out" of my reality, sometime when I was 25 (it was I suppose spherical or spheroid-ish and as soon as it appeared, it vanished (as if I caught it for a split second...literally perhaps milliseconds, it felt like) and when that even took place at age 25, the first thing I noticed was a lot of my electronic equipment seemed to short out (e.g.: I believe computer, alarm, some other gadgets in a certain radius just lost power or acted strange?...a few things in the spatial portion area where that energetic "ball" appeared affected my electronics, however, in the case of the vortex in my basement, I would say the distance of such similar looking energy was far too distant and high (away from electronics or electronics which at "their" time may have been less vulnerable to the effects I noticed years later such as how at closer proximity the energy ball which was not a vortex about 1 feet away for instance, if I remember, shut off my powerful computer and other devices or causes them to have issues).

But back to the votrtex/portal I encountered at age 17...in my mind, that kind of energy density (inside the portal as the energy intensified, per my recollection)...as if I could "sense it" was the stuff NASA might discuss when describing other sorts of energy that does not even come to mind or is the stuff of theoretical talk...(when I was 25, I began to think of it almost like a dense extradimensional energy that my eyes visual spectrum could "barely" pick up as it was so, how should I put this? "white-ish lightish," and was so quick, it was as if my eyes caught some form of unstablized energy they were not accostomed to or meant to see, like the shutter of my lens barely saw it and noticed an immediate after-effect with my electronics on my computer station where the "orb like energy matter" appeared and vanished within about a couple inches to a foot of my computer monitor.

I have seen many strange energies such as the energy in this so called portal in its dense state or what one might call an energy component/rememndant or energy source that could be found in a portal including several other strange, transclucent, blinking, vibrational color-phase changing energies, etc...No where had I found visual evidece to substantiate the truth of what I saw; while I have read accounts of portals, I have yet to read individuals who have witnessed a nimbus energy field that is perhaps responsive to spiritual motive or elements of human physiology.

"Back to the portal haunting:" What I saw...in that vortex...to call it light or even lightning-like" was to do it anjustice to the perceived density of energy this viscous but fluid-like and bolt-like globular bolted mass formed to quite quickly from initial bolts of energy that seemed to exponentially form this glowish-like-light of what I call" heavy light energy."

(one could say it might have been almost gooey without the stickiness, I suppose the most crude example I can offer are bright yellow/white glowstick-ish like energy that formed in the portal's inside and forming more and more like a circle filling the space as the energy got more dense - memory serving).

The energy forming and diverging in this vortex, for its size could arguably be considered with respect to depth perception, quite possibly one of the most "luminously bright" (not blinding) lights like a mix between bright light and a less luminous but a powerful glow one could ever cast their eyes on (it wasn't translucent, it was solid yet viscous yet not viscous at all). Memory-serving, the portal, at it's "height of functionality for presenting an avenue for what I guess is a dimensional border-crossing?/what I considered the point right before the portal's action potential allowed for a seemingly "string-like gravitationally "swirl" of black smoke pass through its center point, swirling to the surface).

Memory-serving, the vortex after all the energetic reactions took place had filled a once void (again memory serving) to about 90% (I am not sure if there was a 10% circumference of "space" in that density, I think that was what it may have been? Then again the "portal may have filled out and diffused the energy; either way, the action potential for the portal to sort of close or vanish like a singularity was now present.

But before this took place (in fact, what I am about to describe may have taken place interim with the portal increasing its energy density)...what I think happened, concurrent was the energy sort of "dissipated" and that was when the black smoke came down...and as more came down, it was as if it took on viscous energetic proporties of the intense energy field from the vortex...it wasn't until the "seasaw" of energy transferance (that's an assumption" because it did not look like the "smoke" was "drawing in the energy I saw, let alone taking on its properties, in fact one might even say the "light energy was vanquishing without a spatial trace or trajectory or once hitting the rim of the hole, was providing the action potential and pressure to pull down the smoke and "recycle" or close the hole). As the hole/portal closed, it left behind a materialization of the infamous "hatman" which, I suppose, in re-evaluating the events that took place, it seemed as though the hatman took on the perceived properties of the luminous dense energy or some aspect of it (like, maybe there was a reaction of energies that allowed it to operated in this dimension of reality resulting from enegy the portal used...after-all, the portal did close into a signularity once all the hatman's energy was released?

I saw in the vortex earlier with exception that this "humanoid" was black; in fact, he was darker than the darkest intelligible form in my room I could possibly make out which is the oddity which made him "visible."

If I had to observe it, I'd say as more smoke descended, the portal may have proportionately closed until the full energetic "materials" needed to form the shadow man were present. I do not remember fully all details but it is possible this "reaction took place."

Through this "eye of the now tornado-like slow descending smoke vaccum or "heavy smoke" " "if-you-will" a smoky vortex (like a swirl) descended which had a thin smoke appearance coming down, as more had flown out, it seemed to perhaps become a more, shall I say, semi-viscous "material" or materialization of an image as it sunk-in-together or acclimated to 3 dimensional reality and/or coagulated itself...and the transformation was asstonishingly rapid...it was as if these beings had comprehended the physics or vibration or chemistry of this new environment apart from their own had presented or projected this spiritual entity's/or inteliigently manipulated influence a new-formed body of observable consciousness and "gave it structure or some degree of solid 3 dimensionality" (many parapsychologist, per my understanding refer to this "dark ooze or mist as "ectoplasm if I am not mistaken....the resulting "cooling/coagulation/bonding/restructuring? formed into what could none-other be a sillohette-like tall 7 foot tall shadow man (he may have been taller, 7 feet is a in my opinion a fair and somewhat conservative estimate). He had no face, no eyes...I realize some reportedly have seen him with red eyes or distinguishable facial-like features, he had or did not show any such characteristics.

I knew the instant I saw this being, "it was beyond a shadow of a doubt" (no pun intended" intelligible and real even though it took no actions yet (I cannnot explain the logic behind it but, for the life of me, I do not think this thing was a golem...I believe it had volition of it's own even though I have no proof to substantiate that...

Its presence evoked an immense fear (I suppose if someone opened my skull cap and found the neurons of my brain which regulated fear, it was like someone was lighting them up I guess...I have never felt a fear quite like this). The fear was gripping beyond anything I can possibly describe, I think even beyond hysteria; the scariest part is "not knowing how one could feel such terror..." it defied reason of even my worst nightmares, this took the cake and I had "no idea why I was scared..." I had been no stranger to paranormal happenings, since the age of 13 I had performed psychokinesis (levitation and moving an object across a plane), telepathy, had several both conscious and unconscious out of body experiences - more often than not, these psychic phenomena seemed, shall, I say, serendipitous with one exception or a couple exceptions i my graduate years of study at college. I didn't know how to control what gifts I apparently had and more were to follow as I grew older I suppose. So why was I so scared? Heck, I remember an "unseen" wake me up in 10th grade history and it only made me feel gracious and smile knowing something was watching over me after finding out no one in class has tapped me.

In a way, it saddens me to think, perhaps such hatred could radiate off such a conscious entity (at least, I think that to be true). It's strange, as if, the fear I felt was "unhuman,"like additional fear had leaked out of my soul or added onto the human fear I was already fearing, something compounded what I felt in the presence of this tall man in my room (what was the meaning of this?).

Unlike the shadow men many report with "fedoras" (or perhaps assume are fedoras as perhaps it was with the fashion of the times (the Dick Tracy/mobster look I guess?)...this large hat man wore what seemed like a cowboy hat (and I have read some accounts of people describing encounters with a "cowboy hat" and if I had to guess the mistaken identity for fedora were conservatively estimated, I'd venture AT LEAST 50% of people who saw shadow men with "cowboy hats" did not mistake them for fedoras (in fact, with so many people associating death with the hat man, one might even consider the "cowboy hat witnessed is none other than an "undertaker's hat (however I have never really seen anyone in any forums state such a thing)...something, I am sure no one would care to admit in recollecting their account and it isn't everyday people think of undertaker hats now is it?)

HOWEVER, as I distinctly remember, I saw a "cowboy hat" and it left me a distinct "after-feeling" (this was after the "hat man departed" and I guess I had some time to recollect the events) that the hat was symbolic of, perhaps like a wild west bounty hunter-like cowboy hat (not a law man) - this was a rogue, perhaps. There was an actual "sense" I ascribed to the encounter with symbolism even though I could not fully prove it, "that's how it felt." Perhaps it came to warn me of something I knew at higher levels of consciousness but was not privy to in the skin/mortality? I have been the victim of psychic attack and threats in later years, so perhaps in terms of identity or role, maybe there was something more to myself or this visitation than I'd care to have known?

I know fedoras...This was no fedora-looking old-school trench-coat private eye dress-up, although the trench-coat was. visible (one could argue the hat was similar to an undertaker hat as well (I am 90% sure however this was a cowboy hat not because fear may have altered my judgement or recollection of events but because quite honestly, after the being left, I sort of "didn't care for some reason, went back to sleep...it "technically" did not lay its hands on me (see below), so to subscribe that this was some kind of messenger of death or death bringer...didn't sound right...it sounded more like, "we got our eye on you" kind of visitation. I didn't tell a soul until I found out about 8 years later that some other people were seeing these guys...and to my surprise, later, what appeared to be 100's of thousands of sightings!; however, I did not realize the "type of encounter" I had was rare or the stuff of debate considering "portal hauntings" are rare, particularly, I suppose since this was an isolated incident in a residential home and completely unexpected.

So to put it simply, "my hat man" felt like a rogue, a bounty hunter of sorts..., and it was "giving a warning." This was not a trenchoat mafia wannbe; it was like dealing with a smooth professional; his actions spoke louder than his words but his precision of feign strangulation was so good, what appeared to be a quick neck breaker was simply like walnut cracker that released its vise (see below):

The moment this tall "faceless" (man?) person was standing, as if a giant had intruded my space, it "walked" over in a human-like fashion towards my bed and I want to emphasize this again, it t should be noted, I was NOT in sleep paralysis before the time of the portal appearing, nor was I unusually sleepy, this was a "fist of it's kind event" except for a time I had a random ("I" didn't induce it, at least on the mortal level of consciousness or someone elese maybe gave me a push?" out of body experience at the age of 15 and my body randomly went into sleep paralysis and vibrated and "burst out" where I was "bi-located" in a single conscious transaction (When I left I went to greet a young woman around my age I do not know on this level of consciousness but when she saw me, she perhaps "picked up on my "soul signature" and smiled and we embraced for some time.

In this case, when the portal opened, I froze, became paralyzed, even when I was wide awake prior, I did not know what I was afraid of...and the fear got worse...as if the fear I felt now was the most horrifying fear imaginable to what I thought the human mind was capable of feeling then (I was 17 at the time in my mother's basement and believe me, I was a "tough kid" I was mugged at 6 with a serraded object at my throat and told the kid to f-off, threatened numerous times with gun violence, abused horribly in ways I won't describe, suffered PTSD for 14 months with flashbacks (a lot of it was in part because of dabbling with celestial levels of consciousness way above my own...it was enough to make me wake up in curled up balls screaming, muscles so tight I woke with what seemed like a cold sweat, teary eyed screaming full body work-out...so I can say perhaps there are things far more scary than the hat man)...I was abused, placed in foster care in South Central (you know, the kind with HUGE padlocks on the fridge)...I lived with more abuse than many people can count on the fingers of their hand in one lifetime and I am 29 and I think it is safe to say that is not an exaggeration having had too many medical professionals tell me since age 15 they were shocked I hadn't committed suicide (to my face) nor is it, in my opinion, an elitist inexperience BS answer...Simply put, I am in awe at the ability these shadow people have to terrorize someone without a plausible explanation...it really puts humility in perspective for me...(and don't get me wrong, I have my tough side but I got a a lot of soft spots too, I am a human being).

Still, that is probably why, in many ways I am so curious about these shadow people...I don't think they are all bad...I've had others who have reported much better encounters, some neutral as well...and to this day, I don't feel I am a target or have a reason to be afraid of these entities. I even had a friend who had the balls to punch one in the face and nothing happened? I have another friend who is terrified of them and apparently is visited by them routinely, but, it seems as though they are just observing...

So I wonder, like people, are there different types of shadow people or personalities of shadow people? What is their culture like? Why do they do what they do?

In my case, when something terrorizes me where I HAVE NO CONTROL...where I can barely breathe...I can't move a muscle or vocal chord...I don't even think I could shut my eyes or swallow...imagine...what is going on in the mind...? What do you think as this tall dark man walks in a gentleman-like manner towards you...who has no eyes, no face...as if it seems both you and him have no way to communicate anything (I have heard these beings can and have telepathically engaged with some of their subjects however)...in this case, what happened next, the old adage, actions speak louder than words apply, it was like, this shadow man was a professional spook, he didn't need a calling card.

This man, who true to the legends, was distinguishable by the fact he was darker than the darkest space I could make in the room, I assure you, had their been no open blinds above my bed, I wonder if I'd even be able to have seen him or made such an assessment as a tiny amount of perhaps moonlight or maybe lights from on a sidewalk or neighbor home were bright enough to show the horror I was about to witness next:

It was maybe a 5 and half to maybe 6 feet of walking distance (not a sound was made as he moved...the floor was, however rug, nonetheless, it might be worth mentioning...this hatman was as silent as the textbook definition in all his actions, even the portal that opened was quiet including the energies swirling down from it which may suggest the vibrational energy or hertz may be out of human range...I highly doubt something which such a demonstration of power could be so "quiet") from where he materialized to the point of being able to bend down and "stare" me "point blank in the face." As he walked, ever so human-like towards, me, his blackened hands, protruded/extended outward of the oversize sleeves that were not a "hang low style you might see on say some priests or religious figures, no, it was as if his trench-coat fit perfectly except the sleeves were designed disproportionate to the body; it was not the length of these arms which had me in awe (and they did not appear too terribly large in circumference but they were intact), no, it was enormous size of his hands...I'd say. in spite of his proportions in height or possibly the compensated proportion of his arms - it kind of had a feeling like a "Stretch Armstrong" effect of which, if it happened, I could not see it under the coat sleaves (again this is an assumption), but it would suggest, metamorphically, perhaps a hatman, if he so desired could take on a both proportional/semi/dis/proportional humanoid body? I'm assuming here that his arms (not being what I'd consider the material make up of flesh and bone...somehow stretched out, unseen to me...the climax of all horrors beyond simply the hatman's very arua of prescence, one might say was seeing as his arms ourstretched and crisscrossed, I could make out "enormous hands..." hands which were, most certainly larger than the proportion of the body...if I had to removed the sense or aura of incredible psychic power this being eminated and looked at him simply as having the strength of a human male...those hands could do more than strangle me, they could snap my neck with a squeeze...and I wondered then, why did the hatman place his hands around my neck as if to strangle and choke me? What did I do to deserve this? I was 17, had a hard-knock life, no criminal record, good student...no enemies to name of...what was this "warning about?"

The reason I considered a warning was because, "the sense" of this "dimensional being's" power "even in a "materialized state" in what I guess we call the 3rd dimension, in my guesstimate was "so powerful" I think I could sense in terms of psychic prowess in this entity was "with is very mind" he could "rip" "like a twig" a large telephone pole from it's bottom, possibly daring it out akin to a missile...in other-words...whatever this "projected" or vulnerable being was...I'd venture both his level of consciousness and mind endowment had what some might consider an IQ in the range of 4 digits. From what I have been informed, of beings who can materialize to mortal eyes, one such being known from the Urantia Book known as a secondary midwayer may fit the description.

I will get back to that shortly: Anyway, about 3 seconds had passed and while this being's hands seemingly touched my neck (I felt nothing but it "looked" as if they were" and I am not saying that because I felt nothing "he" was incapable of making me feel. I am quite certain this being, had he so wished, could have blown my head off or decapitated all my limbs at will...so I didn't see this as an attack...but a "warning." I wondered, perhaps in later years, warning about what? I suppose, if I had to speculate today, I could come up with several reasons for the ecounter and feign choking...

At any rate, to cut this story short...about 3 seconds after I was in position to be choked, something...I don't know what, something allowed my vocal chords to bellow a scream...and the instant that scream went throughout the house, the hatman unhanded me and performed what I can describe none-other than a supernatural backwards jump of unimaginable speed, landing almost if not precisely from the spot from whence he came and perhaps as if one were to rewind a tape of his first materialization (perhaps), he begun the process of "dematerializing into a foggy dark smoky mist and the vortex emerged and accepted his passage...the vortex closed, my family (brother, 2 and half years younger than me and mother came down wondering what I was screaming over. I told them, I saw a ghost...they did not believe me, told me I had a bad dream and to go back to bed. What was strange was, I knew what I saw, and yet, after the encounter, it was almost as if I forgot it...I easily fell asleep, the next day was like any ordinary day at school...the hat man was something of the past...my only shock was finding out years later how many others had similar experiences which has led me comprehend and research more.

I've done research on the "hatman" and, I must say, he may bare a striking remeblence to the figures from "Anonymous" who adorn masks of Guye Fawkes from the gunpowder plot. A renowned rebel, it is/has been said that some "midwayers - that is beings that exist dimensionally between mortality and are outside the range of our normal eye may be the culprit. Guy Fawkes was notorious for rebelling against a king and having been said to be one of the most honest of conspirators, perhaps the symbolism of not showing distinguishable features is an homage and symbolic of rebellious entities on this planet, similar to how the Urantia Book describes rebellious secondary midwayers. While I cannot say for certain what is is I saw or be one to classify it, I will say this much, I am inclined to believe the power and understanding of the mind and its usage can be a far more powerful creative and destructive force than any tool man could conceive of after encountering one of these guys...for I am of the belief, in spite of their immense power, that they are, respectfully, trumped in a very large way in the spiritual hierarchy of things...I suppose humanity brings with it more humility than we may give it credit for?

What are your thoughts including thoughts on my encounter?

Thanks,

Joe.

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My name is Joe, I'm 29. This is a bit lengthy but it may shed a lot of light on this phenomena, so if you have the time, read away and thanks for letting me contribute!:post-127653-0-35346800-1333148696_thumb.

Dear Joe, Thank you for posting. I am trying to take in all this information and process it in my head at the moment. If the hat is a symbol for an undertaker, what kind of undertaker and for whom? Does this mean that this being is our undertaker, an undertaker for human souls? Why does it want us to fear it, why does it want to let us know it's power? The thing is... if it can kill us, why then is it not just killing people by the masses? Wiping out the human race? But it doesn't do that... it just scares people out of their wits. Fear is a way to control. Why does it want to control us and if there is a clear message from it, how come no one has received a clear message? A little bit of information and only more questions emerge. I do believe that it cannot take us without our permission and I do believe that nothing can control us as human beings without our consent and submission, so my stance is 'DO NOT SUBMIT'. Let's face it, the outfit this thing wears is ridiculous. Is it Guy Fawkes? Is it an Aztec God? Is it a disguised alien? Is it a race of ancient beings who are trying to communicate but somehow can not get on our wave length? Is it pure evil that somehow developed a life of its own? I do think that this thing is different from the little imps. And I'm not sure why I think that. Whatever it is... it's powers are limited and I refuse to give it more power than it has. If you give something no power, it has no power over you. Be aware and know how to defend yourself if you have to do so in a threatening situation.

As for the fear experienced, it is beyond any fear I have ever experienced when I had my own experience. Once I faced my own fear, my fear changed and I then thought... that perhaps because of this physical form and composition of this entity that this is the reason that causes the fear inside of us as humans. Also, I think the shock and fear combined is this great fear that takes over our human minds as we encounter a being that we never knew existed before and first sight of it is beyond our eyes belief - and this first impression of 'I don't believe what I'm seeing' is what creates the overwhelming fear feeling.

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