For many years I would say 5 or 6 at least of my childhood, there would be a man similar to this that would come to my room and either stand in the doorway, kneel next to my bed or walk in the hallway. I usually only saw him at night, so my parents thought I was having reoccurring nightmares, but on the rare occasion I would see him in the living room or the kitchen. This happened at least weekly, and I could almost sense him again this past summer. I can physically sense when he is in the room, just watching me. And I would always be frozen and unable to talk or breathe. The man I saw though looked slightly different. His hat was more of a top hat than a fedora, and his face was very blurred or disfigured. But he wore a dark cloak and sometimes had a cane with him. If I could describe him as anything I could think of today it would be a ‘Jack the Ripper’ type character. I live in Canada, and was always under the impression I was going a little crazy, but this is so strange that other people have witnessed similar things.
— Amanda