"I was at my house in Layton, Utah about ready to go to bed," says Michael. "Our small dog would always sleep in our room. I went to grab the dog before I went to bed; he had gone out in the living room. When I had almost got to him, he started growling and shaking (he never did that). I went to pick him up, but I looked up first. Standing in front of me was something so black -- blacker than pitch black. I guess it was about 6'5 to 7' tall, had a black cloak, no face, no smell. It turned and looked at me -- then turned its head back straight with its body and took off through the wall." Read the rest of Michael's creepy encounter.
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