When I was in college, this was a primarily an Indian college, it was a Friday evening and I and a couple of other friends were going to join others from the college primarily students who lived on campus since we mostly hung out together since we lived there; anyhow, we were going to join others who were already at the river partying. I don’t remember why we hadn’t gone with the main group but it must have been about 10 pm or later and already dark.
I and the other couple of people who were fixing to leave lived on the ground floor, which was actually a little below ground. our windows were ground level and in our rooms head level. While in one of the double rooms with a couple of the guys telling them to hurry up or everyone would be drunk before we got there, we heard someone knocking on the window of their room. It was one of our friends who was supposed to be at the party and he looked totally sober, which if you knew him, was odd. We knew that he was one of the ones to go get the liquor and beer and thus one of the first ones out there and we were sure he started the celebration as soon as his feet hit the ground and wouldn’t stop til he hit “coma”. He motioned us next door to the windows in the common bathroom so we went over there.
When we got there he asked us to follow him out the windows to go to the party. Normally that would have been normal, that is if it had of been after hours.Those bathroom windows were the best exit and entrance points for the dorm for after hours. If you didn’t sign out for the night by a certain time you came and went from there, or if you were sneaking girls into your room or back out this was where you wanted to do it because they were the largest windows on that floor and like I said ground level.
As he urgently motioned for us to follow him we just kind of looked at each other and shrugged because it was still early enough to just walk out the front doors and not go wriggling out any windows. We told him we’d be right out and then went up to the next floor and out the doors. We couldn’t find him and gave up after just a minute and went on to the party spot at the river. We figured he had went on over to the girls dorms.
When we got there, there was a big bon fire and there he was sitting beside it in the middle of everyone as drunk as a skunk. We asked how he got back so fast and before us and also had moments ago appeared totally sober when at the dorms. Everyone around him asked what we were talking about because he had been there all evening. Everyone we asked said the same thing, he’d never left.
The other guys and I knew we had seen and spoken with what we thought was him but it wasn’t. That was freaky.� I’ve never figured out what happened.
Sent in by Tony Lemons, Copyright 2009