Things got different now, it wasn't same anymore. Alex stayed away from home as much as possible, we even stayed at hotel for days. Eventually I got irritated with his behaviour. We had frequent fights, for his not coming home and avoidant tendency. There was a sudden change in his behaviour, he started acting abnormally and weird and had some inner depression and tension which I could read easily by having a look at him. However days passed somehow but nights seem to be a little awkward now.
I get awaken suddenly for no reason at exactly 3 o'clock regularly. Even I used to get astonished by the fact.
That day to my horror I experienced which when reminded of still sends chill to my spine. I felt someone looking at me during midnight and Alex was deep asleep! I'm indeed a book lover and as I was awake I started to read a book. Suddenly followed by some typical noises my mind diverted, and I saw a lady roaming inside the house whose face wasn't visible but was flying in the air and had no feet.
I screamed and Alex woke up. I fainted out of trauma.
Next morning, I was not able to clarify neither was I able to recall what had actually happened and now along with Alex, I too was determined enough to leave the house and shift to another area with secure environment. I was in a trauma rather I went into depression and I got sick.
I wasn't able to sleep anymore. I kept the Bible all the hours and prayed to god to lead us a way out of this house. The very next day, during afternoon, we both went out of the house and rented a hotel room and stayed there for a pair of days. We spent the days no doubt with peace and I was relieved a bit. But it was time again to get back to the creepy area.
There were a lot more thunderstrucks waiting right there for us.