It was in the summer of 1983. Myself and two of my good friends, Katia and Amy, and I were at Santa Cruz on the beach by the boardwalk. It was a beautiful day and we had been on the beach all afternoon. The sun was starting to go down so we thought, let's pack up and hit a local pub/restaurant and get a beer and something to eat.
We walked to the car about a half mile from the beach. As we were putting our towels and beach stuff in the back of the car, we noticed two young people standing looking at us: a young male around 20 and a female the same age. Both looked zoned out, kind of strange just standing there watching us. I walked up to them and asked if they were okay and if they needed any help. Neither one of them said a word.
All of a sudden, Katia started screaming at me, "Get away from them!" I turned to look at Katia. She was very pale and shaking. I then turned back to the couple. I noticed their eyes and saw that they were totally black. The feeling that came over me was very, very scary and heavy. A thick darkness seemed to cover me. I felt a little numb and my legs would not move.
The guy with the black eyes asked me if they could get a ride. His voice was so shallow and unemotional. Before I could answer, Amy stepped in and said, "Sorry, we are not leaving right now." She grabbed my arm to help me walk away from them. I started to trip out and wanted to get the hell away. I could barely move. The weird girl reached out her hand to touch me, but I moved away from her. Her face looked so sad and her eyes, so black.
The whole time this was going on, Katia was in a paranoid state. Amy got the three of us to start walking away and then the guy called us ******. My friends and I kept walking, never looking back. We went into a bar near by and did some shots; forget about the beer.
No one believed our encounter with these black-eyed people. We used to talk about that day and get creeped out. I sometimes feel like they are around just watching me, but when I look for them, there is no one there. I will never forget this bizarre day at the beach. Katia and Amy won't even talk about it anymore. I have terrible dreams about them getting inside of me. I know there is something real going on out there, I'm just not sure what it is or why.
