Your experience sounds facinating. Makes me wonder what your life might have been like if you either a) hung around long enough to face the loud noise
coming for you or b) ran into the darkness and lived out your life in another dimension/universe.
I have a similar story except it didnt happen to me. Unfortuantly i havent been lucky enough to experience something like that
My Grandmother-in-law grew up in England. She has always kept an open mind on most things but is very grounded and borderline skeptical when it comes
to aliens/ufo's/ghosts etc. Except for one thing. She has told me this story a few times now, in the exact same amount of detail and recollection
years apart which says to me she couldnt have made it up or she'd miss parts or add in things. Also the fact that lying and decieving is a mortal sin
for most folks from the old school.
This is her story. She was about 9 or 10 at the time.
Every day she would walk the same route home from school. Along her journey she walked down an alley way which had small shops along the right side
and old, run down buildings along the left. Halfway down the alley way was an abandoned propety, half demolished and left to slowly decay over the
years. There was a rusty old gate which she used to open to cross the property and reach the next lane over then continue on home. She did this every
day for as long as she could remember.
One afternoon she took her usual route home but when she got to the abandoned property instead of an old rusty gate, there was a brand new wooden door
with a gold handle and hinges. She stood there for a few moments wondering why anyone would bother to replace an old rusty gate with a beautiful new
door on an abandoned property. Giving up on trying to figure it out she turned the handle and walked through the door.
Her tired old eyes light up when she describes finding herself walking along a beautiful white sandy beach with the ocean gently rolling in on a warm
summers day. She remebers the smell of salt and crisp tropical air, the wind in her hair and the hot sand between her toes. She almost doesnt notice
the massive wreck of an old ship near by. Further down the beach were more shipwrecks. Leaving her shoes and socks at the door she runs up to the
nearest ship and begins to climb it. A sharp sea barnacle on the hull cuts her toe as she climbs. An overwealming feeling that she wanted to stay
there forever began to come over her. She snapps out of it as she realises her family must be expecting her home by now and she had better get going
before she really is trapped in this strange yet beautiful place. She climbs down and finds her shoes and the door. Taking one last look she steps
though the door and she's back in the old abandoned property under a grey sky near on dark.
On arriving home she tells her mother what happened but gets told she only imagined it and to cut out the silly nonsense. She shows her mother her cut
toe as evidence but gets told off for getting hurt playing in that old abandoned property. That was over 60 years ago but she still remembers it like
it was only yesterday.
I dont doubt a word of it. She isnt the type to make up anything - ever. It's just not in her nature. Why would she make something like that up?
I find it interesting that things like this happens to people when they are young. Maybe because whoever lures these people into these portals knows
no one will believe their stories. Maybe its all an induced dream while their sleeping bodies are tested or examined. Who knows. In this world
anything is possile!
Btw, Sliders was an awesome show! Watched almost every episode! Funny how they always seemed to loose or break their 'remote' but fix or find it
only seconds before the portal closed. Great show.