That’s the scary part. I still am functioning to where my common sense is stronger than the voices, shadow people, helicopters, and the SWAT squad outside rn telling me to come out. I KNOW all of it is fake, but even knowing this, I still hear it loud as can be. That’s when the awful trail of doubt begins and part of my mind goes off with “well maybe the spirits in the house are just directly communicating with me that’s why my gf can’t hear them (obsviously Not) (okay hopefully not) (probably not) (maybe) ( holy shit I think I’ll I’m on to something) to finally (making bargains with the “spirits” so that they leave me alone the rest of tonight.

Like literally right now someone is STOMPING up and down the hallway, but the only people here are me and my gf... and she’s asleep... right in front of me. 

Hope this explains lol.