A strange one: never shared before
Okay so I’ve never shared this until now, a few years back. The first covid lockdown to be precise. I was living in a rented house which was a fairly new build but was built land that was previously a very old pub. With lots of weird and wonderful stories attached to it including hidden tunnels that connect it to a Manor House nearby. Now I am not a paranormal believer as such as I’m one of those types who need solid concrete evidence but this one still plays on my mind. So the road the house was on is a very old Roman road which is typically very busy. Like I said it was Covid lockdown and roughly about 10:30-11:00pm I was stood outside the front door smoking a cigarette there’s a small path to the gate and then the road. But a large hedge blocks seeing the road. There is no traffic whatsoever it’s eerily quiet. That the first thing I noticed. A couple of moments into smoking my cigarette I notice a complete drop in temperature and this horrible sickness/dread feeling.. like I just been given the worse news in the world type of feeling and then a fog. Literal instance fog. I couldn’t see anything other than the lit end of my cigarette. And then I heard it. As real as anything I’ve ever experienced before I could hear a horse and carriage.. it started of faint I could hear the laboured breath of the horses I could hear the hooves hitting the ground I could hear the wheels of the carriage and the rattling of metal chains. It was getting closer and closer until it was right there passing me by. I was frozen I couldn’t move, speak or even begin to understand what is happening. As it passed it all just disappeared the noise the fog the sickness all gone in an instance. I returned into the house laughed at myself and buried it deep in my thoughts. But it still bothers me years later. Another short anecdote from this house is my dad was ill just before Covid in the December time (definitely had Covid pre Covid) and he was in a really bad way with it. He slept on the sofa downstairs one night and in the morning he said he had the scariest hallucination the night before of a woman walking through the wall dressed in Victorian era clothing with her head missing. Now two things to that my old man does hallucinate when he’s sick but second thing the pub was called the headless woman (some of you will know where I am talking about now) just strange as he is still adamant he knows what he saw.