Ten years ago when I was 18 I lived in an old building made into bedsits I used to always hear banging from up above but no body lived there just an old lady who lived downstairs. I used to hear footsteps walking along the lino, One night I fell asleep watching tv I was woken up by 3 separate loud knocks on the door I tried putting it down to a dream I tried to go back to sleep as I tried to roll over my body was pinned down I could move my arms and legs about but couldn’t get up.. This might sound stupid but I was punching the air to get what ever it was off me I didn’t see anything just felt it. I grabbed my keys and quickly ran out to my mams. I soon moved out after that I have always believed since that night.