THE THIRD EVENT
May 2, 2010 - Holden Hill, South Australia, Australia
After much discussion and encouragement, I finally convinced my girlfriend to return with me to the spot where we saw the strange star display. We sat in the car and waited. It seemed like an eternity passed.
Finally, I saw something move, though not in the sky. Whatever it was, was circling the car. Being dark, I couldn't get a good look at the figure, but I already knew what it was. Another - or possibly the same - shadow man!
Suddenly he stopped directly in front of the car, and I had an overpowering urge to harm it. Turning the key and starting the engine, I revved the motor, reaching for the gear stick to put the car in first. Suddenly, the figure put out an outstretched hand, palm facing us, as if telling me to stop. I refused, but the car seemed to follow his command, stalling at 3,000 rpms.
Suddenly, as quickly as he'd appeared, the figure vanished, and once again, the spectacular star storm began. Attempts to start the car failed, and we quickly left on foot. Following these events, I had the car serviced, and nothing was found to be wrong with it.
THE FINAL EVENT
May 15, 2010 - alternate sides of Valley View and Holden Hill, South Australia, Australia
After convincing my girlfriend once again that we had to return to the places where our experiences occurred, we set out for a final conflict. Following everything we'd read, seen and researched at the time, we brought defense: iron bars, bags of salt and holy water.
We knew what we were up against, but not how to properly fight it, so we figured we'd hit it with everything.
Approaching the dreaded spot where I witnessed the traffic jam and shadow man, my iPod once again started cutting out. I was ecstatic. I was finally going to have solid proof, even if just for myself, that these things are real.
Approximately 200 meters away from the initial intersection, I reached to the back seat to ready my iron bar. The next minute there was a blinding light, and we were suddenly transported to the other side of Holden Hill! Three minutes had passed, but travelling no higher than the speed limit, it would have taken us between 10-15 minutes to travel that distance.
My girlfriend and I stared blankly at each other, utter disbelief on our faces. I turned the car around and decided we would go back, but this time there was nothing. No shadows, no stars, no lights, no electrical interference, no car problems. It was as if the shadow man had found whatever he was looking for with us, and decided to leave on his own accord.
Since these events, I cannot rest easy with the shadows. I feel their presence, always watching, ever waiting. I have never had a bad experience with what I can definitely identify as shadow people before, and I hope never to have a negative encounter with them again.
Still, though, looking back at the event, I feel not that it meant us harm, but was perhaps providing a warning.
