Once when I was about 7-8 years old, I encountered this man. I was in my room and it was past my bedtime. I was trying so hard to sleep but couldn’t. I gazed around the room. Closed my eyes, opened them and immediately saw him standing at the end of my bed where my closet meets. He just stood there. Staring at me, but I couldn’t see his face, then, he almost like leans forward and It seemed like a face appeared. It was metal, had vertical maybe one inch wide holes maybe for breathing? And the rest was blank. Didn’t see eyes or nose. I would go on to see him years later in hallways and corners of rooms, at different times of day. But never his face like I did that one night. To this day I have no idea why I saw him in that much detail only that one night.