‘I had some friends over for pizza, I was restless and decided to wash my windows while the pizza was cooking. It’s only a one bedroom apartment ground floor so I only have three windows. I started on the outside of the kitchen and living room windows. After cleaning the outside I noticed there were pictures on the inside of window some very elaborate where the dirt and grime had gathered. I thought it was pretty strange but didn’t say anything right away. I took the pizza out and we were eating it in the living room when I noticed a face had formed in a big mirror I had hanging between the kitchen and living room. It had a blue tint to it and you could clearly see pointed ears and a beard. It was visible from anywhere in the room. I asked everybody there if they could see it too. And they could. I got up to inspect it closer and noticed if you looked at it, the mirror, at an angle, you can see elaborate portraits and pictures about the size of your hand all down the side of the mirror. Somewhere pictures of women in long robes one was what looked like witches on brooms but when the bottom of the mirror came into view. I will never forget what I saw lying on his side leaning on his elbow taking up the full bottom of the mirror was I could only describe at the time was a demon. except it wasn’t threatening in anyway. It had the same big oval eyes and oversized head as your classic alien description. A lot like the cover of Whitley Strieber’s book Communion from the seventies. but what will always stand out in my mind and what I’ll never forget is the grin he had on his face. Half laughing he seemed to say you found me. It was like the other pictures and face was to distract me from finding him. Everybody there took turns and saw him. When one of the girls that was there that night saw him she screamed and ran out of the apartment. The image was still there the next day till I cleaned it with Windex. It has never happened again. But [it] wasn’t the last time that I [have] seen my new friend either.’ ‘No wings. Oversized head. Big oval eyes. Three-feet tall max and a shit-eating grin that I’ll remember for the rest of my life.’
§386
Utah, US
2010s
Male: Age 51-60
regular supernatural experiences
inside a private house
3 pm-6 pm
many hours
with several other people, some of whom shared my experience
no special states reported
mischievous
a sense that the experience was a display put on specially for you, unusually vivid memories of the experience, a sudden chill before the experience