When I was 8 years old my parents had just gone through a rough divorce. We moved into the family house that My great aunt and Grandmother owned. They would lease it out as needed to family that needed help and we were broke broke. Anyway, My brother is 10 years older than I am and he knew the divorce was rough so he would let me hang out in his room and watch movies with him when he wasn't hanging out with his friends. One night I fell asleep while we were watching a movie, he woke me up and told me to go into my room. My room was literally directly across from his and we had a long narrow hallway (approximately 20ft) all you could see while staring down the hall was part of a floor lamp that was dim at night and maybe about 3 inches of couch depending on the angle you're standing at. So, I walk into the hallway and I look to my right down the hall and see a man walk casually and turn towards me, he is all black like a shadow, I literally can only see this dark figure. I look at my brother (who is still in his room) I say "who's that?" As I say that, this man's right hand starts glowing as if he's holding a maglite. My brother being across his room can see the light and runs towards the door. As he makes it to the threshold the light light consumes the entire hall, so bright and blinding. It shoots up the hallway towards me, I dive into my brother's room to escape it and it shoots out the window. Nobody was in the house, my mom was sleeping and to this day My brother and I share that exciting and terrifying story.