Creepypastas

A Night Out

About 30 minutes before I was supposed to leave, I was in the bathroom, brushing my teeth, enjoying the thought that soon I'd be at the movies with everyone. I'm staring into the mirror, brushing each tooth individually, counting each stroke, kind of like in that movie... what was it called... "Stranger Than Fiction"? Yeah, that was it... I'm no where near as insane as Will Ferrell is though.

As I continue brushing my teeth, I get a sudden chill... have you ever gotten the feeling that you were being watched? Like someone was right behind you without you knowing? Like anyone would do, I take a look around me just to make sure that I wasn't being watched, even though I knew no one was. It's like getting soap in your eye while taking a shower, you close your eyes for a few seconds, but then get the feeling someone is behind the curtain. As I look back into the mirror, I catch the slightest glimpse of a shadow outside my window in the living room, well, at least I thought I did. I knew it wasn't possible, this was a second floor apartment, getting up here would be difficult. I brush the feeling off and finish brushing.

I still had some time to kill, so I sit down on my pigsty of a couch and turn on my television. Up pops a news report about the serial killer that's been on the loose, and how there had been another murder... right outside my office. This was the third victim in the past 2 weeks. Reports say that each of the victims families had been showing signs of insecurity, like they were being followed by someone... a chill runs down my spine. That's what the cops must have been doing as I had walked out the building. Just the thought that a serial killer was anywhere near me gave me terrible thoughts.

To get him off my mind, I start channel surfing. Nothing really good was on. I flipped to AMC, and it looked like they were airing "The Rock". It's been years since I've seen that movie... but I can't get lost in memories now, I gotta head out. Before I walk out the door, I take one last look at myself in the mirror, start posing like any guy would do. Yup, irresistible. What girl wouldn't want all of this? All of a sudden I hear something... kind of like the creaking sound you get when you walk on wood... and it had come from my closet. The building was old, someone could walk on the floor from at least 20 yards away and hear it from where you're standing. I walk over to my closet, just to make sure nothing was in there, and open it. Just like I thought, nothing. I close the closet, head out the front door, remembering to lock it this time, and head down the stairs.

There were a group of teenagers hanging outside near the entrance to the complex, and my neighbor's dog was barking like crazy. It does that whenever it sees people it doesn't recognize. It gets annoying at times, 'cause despite the few people that live in this building, we get a lot of visitors. Sometimes the dog will wake me up at night when a group of joggers jog past. Either way, I drive to the entrance and the teenagers make way for me to pass. On the way to the cinema, I was being honked at by some idiot in the car behind me. I was going the speed limit, what did he want from me? That's when I checked the mirror to see who the guy was. That's when, for a second, I could have sworn I saw a face in the mirror... not my face, but someone else's. It was the briefest glimpse of one, but as soon as I saw it the face was gone.

I rub my eyes a little and blame it on being tired. Being at work so early probably wasn't the best idea, especially if it's starting to make me hallucinate. I was about to consider going home to take a nap or something, but I had arrived at the cinema, and there standing outside were my friends waiting for me. Reyane was there as well. Once I saw that beautiful black hair and her smile, I knew I couldn't waste a night like tonight. I found a parking spot and met up with everyone. Apparently the movie had been delayed due to some problems with the projector, so it looks like we were going out for drinks early. We all decide to carpool and head over to our favorite bar, Kells.

We order a few rounds of our favorite ales, and like the young people we are, start chugging them down. I had been hesitant to do so at first. I didn't know if Reyane would find chugging beers to be a turnon for her, but to my surprise she was chugging along with the rest of us. If the bartender hadn't enforced the "2 drinks per customer" rule, we'd all be drunk and die in a fiery car wreck on the way to the theater...

Before we left, I looked behind the bartender at the mounds of ale and liquor on the walls. That's when I noticed a mirror behind all of the drinks. I could scarcely make out a man standing right behind me... I couldn't see his face clearly. When I turned around, there was no one there. This time I blamed it on the alcohol, but just to make sure I ask the bartender if he saw a man behind me a second ago. He replies that he hadn't. I really need to figure out a way to stop these hallucinations from occurring...

As we arrive at cinema, my friend Jeff hands us all of our tickets. Up until this point, I had no idea what kind of movie we were going to go see. After the ticket taker hands me back my movie ticket, I look down at it to check... oh hell no. Reyane comes up to me, noticing my expression.

"Scared?" she says as she smiles and walks towards the theater.

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I knew I couldn't pass of this eerie feeling, cause now I'm more paranoid than ever. The theater was having a "Horror Feature Night" and my friends thought it'd be a good idea to go see a horror movie called "Mirrors". It was about a serial killer who used mirrors to, like, teleport through them and kill his victims with ease. Now, I know that movies like that can't possibly happen in real life. But you can't blame me for not wanting to look at another mirror for a while, especially with the hallucinations I've been having today.

More importantly though, there was one good thing that had happened tonight. Reyane had such a good time with me that we scheduled another date to go out for dinner next week, and this time it'd be just the two of us. We had it all planned out, we'd meet each other next Friday night at Olive Garden (Just like me, she loves Italian food.), maybe catch a movie if it hadn't gotten too late, and after that... maybe we might actually start dating regularly. On the way home, I'd noticed how foggy it had gotten. Usually I wouldn't think about it too much, but it's the middle of Summer, and here in Seattle we don't get too much fog due to the city lights and everything... it was actually starting to creep me out.

I've never been the biggest fan of fog, tons of accidents happen due to the idiot drivers who forget to turn on their lights and end up colliding with another car, but driving alone in the fog after watching a horror movie can make you paranoid beyond belief. I might not seem like it, but I am a horror movie expert. Everything I'm doing at the moment is screaming "Code Red!", but there was no one I could really drive home with, and if I had asked Reyane to come with me, that might give her the wrong idea and ruin all chances I have with her. The drive home was really quiet... it hadn't been THAT late at night, there are usually people driving down the streets until at least midnight. With all of this freaky stuff that'd had happened today, I might actually be in a horror movie myself... then, upon instinct, I checked my rearview mirror...

Did you ever watch the television series, "The Twilight Zone"? I distinctly remember an episode about a girl who decided to take a trip across the states, and there would always be a man popping up everywhere, just out of the blue. There, sitting in the back, was a man. At least, I think it was a man, he was covered in a silhouette of darkness, but the figure looked like that of a male... for 10 seconds, I just stared. I couldn't speak, move, or even breathe... I just looked into the mirror and watched as the man sat there silently... I quickly turn around, only to find nothing but empty fast food bags and other garbage.

This was getting out of hand. I couldn't handle what was going on, my mind couldn't comprehend what was happening. It wasn't my brains fault, I can't blame it on being tired anymore, 'cause at that moment, I was wide awake, and all I could think about was getting home as soon as possible. I sped up, and in a matter of minutes, I was home. I checked in my sideview mirror this time, and about 30 feet away, I saw a distinct figure walking slowly to my car. I got out of the car as fast as I could and bolted up the stairs to my floor. I look over the railing. This time I knew he was real. I see him by the car, slowly walking towards the stairs. He was after me.

I start slamming on all my neighbors' doors, begging for help, but no one came to help me. I look over my shoulder, the man was walking up the stairs. I ran to my door, and bolted inside my apartment, and slammed the door shut, got into my closet, and just waited. It felt like an eternity... I waited in that closet, hoping for some sign that I would be okay... I hear the neighbor's dog barking outside my apartment, and that can only mean it sees the man as well, so I know that I'm not going crazy, he is, in fact, real. What was going to happen to me? Was he going to kill me?

Then the barking stops... and everything around me goes cold... I hear footsteps on the other side of the wall. It was him... I kept praying to myself, hoping that everything would be alright... the footsteps stop right outside my front door... and I realize something...

Had I locked my door?