I was 22 and living at home with my parents and younger sister while attending a college. We were living in Hillsboro, which is located in the suburbs of Portland, Oregon. One of those towns on the edge of civilization where if you drive for two minutes down the highway it's all fields or creepy dense northwestern forests. At about 11 PM, I turned off my bedroom light and climbed into bed. Almost as soon as I laid down I saw something in-between a blink, that I will never forget. On the left side of the bed, I saw a medium-large, white, hairless creature on all fours. It had no nose, two heads, two sets of large black eyes, and at least six grotesque inverted-jointed legs, similar to a spider. I was gripped by fear and squeezed my eyes shut and pretended to be asleep. I felt a sort of malicious presence and was convinced it was there to kill me. I decided against opening my eyes or fighting back because I decided it was better to enjoy my last moments of life rather than scream out for my mother and alert the creature. Trying to remain still and separate my mind from my body in anticipation of death, I was shaking enough to where it was hard to keep my eyes sealed shut. I heard the rain coming down, and my cat was snoring quietly undisturbed (which I thought was unusual) but, I could also hear the rustling of its backward legs on the shag carpet, right next to my bed. Eventually, the sounds stopped and I walked downstairs to the light of the kitchen. I said to her Dad who was in the kitchen getting a drink of water, “Dad, I think I’m going crazy. I just saw the strangest thing in my room.” It was agreed upon and dismissed as a sleep paralysis experience. Now, here is where things really get strange. The next day, I went to tell her younger sister what had happened. My sister was shocked as she explained that her boyfriend saw something weird that same night. According to the boyfriend, after dropping my sister off and walking back towards his home, he felt a feeling of fear mixed with something watching him, so he turned around to look back towards the house. “I saw a pure white thing leaping (like a really long stride) go across the street towards her house. My initial thought was to run back to my girlfriend’s house because I thought it was a large dog...but when I rounded the corner, I felt a great sense of dread and what I really saw was a pale creature that looked as if it was running on all fours, but its joints were snapped backward...I sprinted back home as fast as I could.” My little sister swears that she made no mention of my experience to her boyfriend before. To this day, I have never experienced anything that could even compare to the fear I experienced that night. I doesn’t think this was a case of sleep-paralysis because whatever it was, affected the physical space around me by making noise on the carpet while I shook with fear and struggled to remain still. Anyone who says they like being scared, that they wouldn't say that if they knew what true fear was. Thanks for reading guys, I don’t know what to think! Cryptid, Alien, 4th Dimensional Being?