Anonymous
6/19/2025, 11:58:47 PM No.40563340
This happened after I watched the Elisa Lam video. I’m still not sure what I saw.
If attach a graphical image it takes time lol. Reposting without it .
This happened in India when I was 13, and I still think about it way too often.
Back then, I was obsessed with true crime. Buzzfeed Unsolved had just released their episode on the Elisa Lam case — you know, the one where she’s caught acting strange in a hotel elevator before being found in a water tank. Creepy stuff. I watched it, got spooked, and later that night, I went up to the terrace with my neighbour, like we did almost every night to stargaze.
It was a no-moon night — what we call Amavasya in India. The sky was pitch black. Our moms, being a little superstitious, told us not to go out. In Indian culture, Amavasya is considered inauspicious — a night where bad energy is believed to be stronger. Of course, being 13 and overconfident, we ignored them.
From our building’s terrace, if I lay down at the right angle, I could see the rooftop of a girls’ hostel across the street. On their terrace, there was a large water tank with one of those metal ladders fixed to the side.
We were lying there, chatting and counting stars, when I noticed something. A woman — a black silhouette — slowly climbing the ladder up to the tank. The sky was so dark that she stood out clearly. She reached the top and opened the lid.
I blinked, unsure if I was seeing things. I whispered to my neighbour, “Do you see that?” She said yes, but told me to just lie down and keep watching. Like she didn’t want to freak out just yet.
But I couldn’t. Something about it didn’t feel right. My chest got tight. I sat up.
And the woman turned her head — and looked directly at me.
We just stared at each other. Five seconds? Ten? I don’t know. But I knew she saw me. Her head had moved, her body stayed still, and it was like she wasn’t even surprised I was watching.
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If attach a graphical image it takes time lol. Reposting without it .
This happened in India when I was 13, and I still think about it way too often.
Back then, I was obsessed with true crime. Buzzfeed Unsolved had just released their episode on the Elisa Lam case — you know, the one where she’s caught acting strange in a hotel elevator before being found in a water tank. Creepy stuff. I watched it, got spooked, and later that night, I went up to the terrace with my neighbour, like we did almost every night to stargaze.
It was a no-moon night — what we call Amavasya in India. The sky was pitch black. Our moms, being a little superstitious, told us not to go out. In Indian culture, Amavasya is considered inauspicious — a night where bad energy is believed to be stronger. Of course, being 13 and overconfident, we ignored them.
From our building’s terrace, if I lay down at the right angle, I could see the rooftop of a girls’ hostel across the street. On their terrace, there was a large water tank with one of those metal ladders fixed to the side.
We were lying there, chatting and counting stars, when I noticed something. A woman — a black silhouette — slowly climbing the ladder up to the tank. The sky was so dark that she stood out clearly. She reached the top and opened the lid.
I blinked, unsure if I was seeing things. I whispered to my neighbour, “Do you see that?” She said yes, but told me to just lie down and keep watching. Like she didn’t want to freak out just yet.
But I couldn’t. Something about it didn’t feel right. My chest got tight. I sat up.
And the woman turned her head — and looked directly at me.
We just stared at each other. Five seconds? Ten? I don’t know. But I knew she saw me. Her head had moved, her body stayed still, and it was like she wasn’t even surprised I was watching.
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