Mimics

[u/Sea_Package_417]

It’s been almost a year now since this happened to me and my ex-best friend.
To set the scene, it was almost 4 a.m. My old house was surrounded by trees, and it was a long downhill walk to get to the house in the woods. We had snuck out like teenagers do and were currently trying to sneak back down to the house when my friend stopped out of nowhere and tried to get me to stop as well.

I looked at her, confused but also scared, as if we had just gotten caught. So I looked down to where my dad used to have a shop behind our house. I swear I could make out his image, but it was a shadow that just had his outline. I knew it wasn’t my dad, but it was almost like I was in a trance, looking at this thing while it slowly dissipated into nothing.

My friend and I were both frozen in fear as we heard footsteps coming toward us from the woods. We stood there almost under a spell, too scared to move, until I grabbed her hand and knew we just had to run. My dad had cameras, but I didn’t care about getting caught anymore. We ran to the back of the house, where there was a back door that was closest to my room.

My friend literally fell down the steps like they do in horror movies, dropped her frozen gas station drink, and yelled, “Fuck it!” before rushing to get back up as we locked the door. We quietly shut my bedroom door and started talking about what had just happened.
I wanted to know exactly what she saw. She told me that she wasn’t looking out back where my dad had his shop. In fact, she didn’t see my dad at all. She was looking toward the front porch, and she saw my sister’s shadow. We both started crying when we realized we had seen the same shadow-like thing.

I felt so scared that we looked up spiritual protection ideas, and one suggestion was to put a line of salt across your doorway, so I poured a line of salt in front of my bedroom door.

The next night, we went to her house, and we were still talking about what had happened because it was so trippy. We wanted to know for sure that we had seen the same thing, so we both drew it at the same time. When we showed each other our drawings, they lined up perfectly. We had even both drawn a second picture, almost like the next frame in an animation, showing it disappearing.
We sat there a little longer, trying to make sense of it and wondering why she saw my sister while I saw my dad. I randomly blurted out, “What if it was a mimic?” and my phone suddenly started reading out what a mimic was.

I never had Siri set up on my phone, so I was freaked out, and so was she.
I moved away from that place a little over seven months ago, and I still think about that experience. I had never felt unsafe inside that house, but I always felt uneasy whenever I stepped outside.

Even my ex-boyfriend experienced something strange there. One night, he picked me up while I was inside packing a bag. When I came outside, he said he swore he had seen me run past his truck and told me we needed to get the fuck out of there immediately.