The Dark Night of The Soul
The night began with routine sleep deprivation. I was fresh out of an intense spiritual retreat, and I did not know how to reintegrate back into society.
I was at my buddy's house and everyone else had passed out. Candles burned and incense lingered. I was looking across the street at the billboard as the lights on it flickered. Under the billboard I see shadows warping with the bracing. I don't know if this was just all in my mind, because I woke everyone up to look and none of them saw it...
...I was watching the shadows blend with reality, and I see a phantom playing an organ. His head decapitating itself to the beat of music I couldn't hear. For the first few minutes I just wrote it off as wishful thinking. I wanted to see something from the shadow realm, to know it was all real. I was skeptical. The phantom was standing and covered in black. I started getting scared after maybe 15 minutes. But it was like a trainwreck. I couldn't look away. At one point I remember the entity finishing his song and scaring me with a haunting point. He gets back to his music and fades off into the sunrise.

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