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March 2008 - Page 21
The Walk-In
by Dewayne Brewer
On the night of June 23, 2006 here in Sandy Springs Georgia, I was lying in bed with my partner watching the movie, The World According to Garp. It was my birthday and I had decided on a quite evening at home instead of going out to a restaurant or gathering with other friends. About halfway into the movie, I started to feel my heartbeat faster and faster as if it were about to pound out of my chest cavity. I decided to slowly get up and walk down the hall to the guest bathroom thinking to myself that I was possibly about to have a heart attack. As I entered the bathroom, I didn't turn on the lights, but immediately started seeing bright lights and my head started spinning. Not wanting to alarm my partner and knowing that he is medically trained, I decided that I would try to make it back into the room where we had been watching TV.
As I entered the room slowly, not to over exert myself, I looked at my partner and softly said to him that I was not feeling too well. The reaction I got from him was a total shock as he is always calm and knows exactly what to say and do under stressful times. He looked at me and jumped five feet off the bed and grabbed my arm and ask what was wrong with me? As I was proceeding to tell him that my heart was racing, he was pulling me by the arm to the master bath and turned on the lights to get a better look at me. With a strange fearful look on his face, I became alarmed but still not sure what was happening.
For some reason, I didn't really want to look at myself in the mirror that was to my right, but decided to glance and was completely shocked to see for the first time in my life, I was looking at someone besides myself. At that moment I was thinking that maybe I was really dying and this was normal for a change such as this to take place. Still not knowing that my partner Michael was seeing the image that I had seen in the mirror, I walked out of the room as he proceeded to ask what should we do? I answered with maybe we should call 911.
At that point he frantically ran around the room searching for his cell phone and became very nervous and seemed to be falling apart. I knew that I needed to remain calm until the rescue unit came. It seemed like hours, but was only minutes before they arrived and hooked me up to the heart monitoring machine. The first paramedic thought he was doing something wrong as my heartbeat was not registering on their monitor. Another paramedic looked in amazement as he took over the challenge. He looked at Michael and said the ambulance was on their way to take me to the nearest hospital. I began to realize that I could control my heart beat as I watched the numbers get higher I would bring them back down to a normal range. Once at the emergency unit at the local hospital here in Atlanta, the doctor immediately diagnosed my condition as anxiety attack and sent me on my way home.
It was about a week before my partner I talked about what had happened before the paramedics came to our house. He asked me if there was anything odd about the night I was taken to the hospital that I could remember. I proceeded to tell him that I saw someone else in the mirror that night that was not me. A strange look came over his face as he proceeded to tell me that he had seen the same image that I had described. A man with graying hair, slim face wearing a dark gray sweatshirt. A bit odd as I actually had a white t-shirt on the night this all happened. I have read and heard of "walk-ins" before and not convinced this was not the case. My partner said he had seen this character again when I was not in the room. So far, I have not encountered him again and think that if he used my body that night it was for a good reason and no evil intent.
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