>Toss in a weird element: Like two Milwaukee girls who, last year, following storytelling websites, attempted to murder a classmate to please "Slender Man," a weird, ominous, fictional figure, some of these Sioux call him "Tall Man Spirit."
I saw him in a dream. Turned a corner and dude was standing in my living room right in front of me and was so shook I instantly woke up. Seemed pretty chill though.
Years ago I had a sleep paralysis episode where I saw a figure at the foot of my bed, I was staring at its torso. It was solid black, I could see my tv on behind it. I didn't look up for a face, I just closed my eyes and waited till I could move.
my mom saw it when she was at her worst schizophrenia times, like back in the 90's, what does it even mean??
she remembers the hatman just like this image, at least what she told me, at the corner of the room she was in when she was dreaming
it was like, staring at her and then it got closer and i can't remember but i think it said something to her, but it wasn't aggresive or anything
it fascinated me when she told me a long time ago kek
encountered a group of hatmen in a lucid dream when i started asking too many questions about the dream world. there were at least a dozen of them, they grabbed me and forced me to wake upi
Yeah when I was like 9
I was dreaming and I was walking down this hall to the living room, passing the bathroom. He was standing in the doorway of the bathroom so I shut him in. Went on to talk to my mom who was in the living room and I heard the door creak open and then woke up.
When I woke up I heard the bathroom door creak open, just like in my dream. My mom and I were the only people in the house and my mom doesn’t use my bathroom. 9 year old me was scared shitless, and now I’m looking back unsure what to think of it
10 years ago now but it’s still stuck with me lol
I work in an office call centre, they all call me shatman, apparently you can smell me before you see me. You know that strong diarrhoea smell that hits the back of your throat. That's me
Yes I have and read an interesting blog post that goes into him more in-depth and what not which you might enjoy if you need more info on him OP: https://forum.marianabay.com/threads/the-hat-man-have-you-seen-him.101/
250mg of benadryl should get you there, I'd try lower doses first to see how you handle it though, it can be rough visiting the outskirts of hell sometimes. Throw in a bottle of cough syrup (about 238mg dxm, just don't buy shit with guaifenesin in it or you'll get IBS) and you'll be forming planets and galaxies after a couple hours. The comeup isn't fun, but it's an interesting experience.
A weird short-term childhood friend awoke me and told me that we need to get ready (I've been friends with the guy only a few days).
We got pots for helmets and lids for shield, took knives and forks as throwing weapons yet when He appeared between the doorway, our childish imagination was helpless in the terror that He caused.
Helpless as I was I ran to the next room, leaving my friend behind. I tried to wake up my grandparents yet they laid in their beds dead as a door nail.
Hopeless, I tried to do the only thing I could - hold the door closed. And as I did, I peeped through the keyhole only to see my friend possessed begging me to open the door.
All night I was terrorized and I did not open the door.
I did not meet my friend after that night and never saw him again
When I was a kid I was lying in bed once after everyone else was asleep and saw him walk down the hall outside my room. That was in the early 90s, came as a surprise many years later when I saw online that other people have seen the same thing.
hatman >wears hat indoors
goatman >naked furry with a goat mask
slenderman >look at me, i'm tall and skinneeeee
backrooms >i smell wet cigs, i'm just walking in a neverending maze of empty office space cubicles, aaaaaaaaaa
i find it genuinely hilarious that you millennials talked so much shit about zoomer horror like sirenhead being so ridiculous when you have these classic, retard copypasta characters. in fact, kane pixels actually improved on the backrooms. sirenhead actually kind of appears in it
This image always gives me the chills because it's EXACTLY what I saw/experienced from the perspective of that guy in the bed. I saw him walk in front my left side, and even the way the artist illustrated him is 200% the way it looked. What freaked me out more than anything is that my dad later admitted to also having seen him. He thought the hat man was house intruder, and when he went to lunge at him, he dissipated. "Like the teleporter from star trek".
i know, but Hatman is a fake shadow person. it's just social media mass viral hysteria. people didn't see Hatman until it was memed online. the earliest mentions of sleep paralysis, hypnogogic hallucinations never mentioned a fucking Hatfag
i'm almost certain some retard millennial grew up as a little boy watching The Shadow movie and actually had kiddie nightmares about a Hatman but never put 2 and 2 together and just created the meme
I don't know man, but I swear I've seen that entity in my life in many nightmares/sleep paralysis. Sometimes the whole thing wasn't even scary but...very very fucking wierd.
>be me 1.5 years ago >Living a few months of high stress from work, and in general stressed from everything that was going on in my life >scared of the future, worried about the present >feel like i'm being observed when i'm alone, as if my own house is somehow "unclean". >one day i go to sleep >this shadow person just like in OP's picture, but wearing a hood appears at my side of my bed >extends its hand towards my chest >i'm paralyzed and can't do anything about it >it siphons a light blue sphere of energy from it > i try to fight back but can't move >eventually manage to move and go for a bite >it's morning, nothing is there near my bed >be scared of sleeping in the dark ever since >scared of being alone in a dark room >feel observed a lot the very few months, but gradually gets better after a year
I don't know what the fuck happened, if what was taken was a piece of my soul, but i feel like i lost a part of me that day, as if a piece of me was stolen, i don't know how to put it into words.
I had qualities before that day that i lost ever since, and i gradually recovered building them from scratch.
Same experience lost a lot of empathy and emotion that night it was like a dementor sucking something from my chest deep down I knew it was feeding on my soul.
according to what I heard when the meme blew up, he is very specifically only supposed to show up when you take a shit ton of benadryl. Nothing about sleep paralysis. Of course, it's pretty likely it was just a self-fulfilling prophecy among benadryl users. Then again, all prophecices are self-fulfilling.
doesn't benadryl make you hyper? where are all the benzonaggers who flipped out when they saw Hatman and pulled his hat off his head. I literally want to know what happens when you pull his fucking hat off. Nobody has answered this question of mine since Trump became president
Lies.
I saw the Hat Man back in the '70s and didn't tell anyone about it for decades. Saw it brought up on /'x/ and it blew me away. I always had known he was an entity unto himself, a real being, but seeing him on /x/, even pictured in a doorway just like I'd seen him, was the final bit of confirmation.
So any of you whippersnapper zoomer millenial retards who say otherwise can go fuck yourselves.
Nope, I saw it in 2009 with a couple of friends, but we thought we saw just a ghost of some worker that build the building perhaps (since building was new)
In 2017 or 18, i found an article about it and how many people around the world would see it too
IDK anon, Trevor Henderson made some really interesting horror monsters and designs that influenced tons of pastas. No need to be rude with their work.
like what? i remember when greentext copypasta sometimes had just some random thumbnail lifted from google search. it was an afterthought and it was better that way. it felt more genuine. that dude tried to commercialize copypastas with gay thumbnail imagery meant to spook 8-year olds. guess that's why zoomers think he's sooo kewl
now you're grasping at straws. he's a literal hack. artists have been doing this type of digital art since the late 90's go look at any back issues of Juxtapoz around that time and see for yourself
Hatman and goatman sightings go back a long time, the kids who tried to kill another kid for Slenderman were zoomers and I've heard my seven year old nephew talk about the Backrooms.
shadowmen aren't creepypasta horror characters, people actually see them. the usually appear during sleep paralysis, extreme sleep deprivation, or when you're on drugs.
hatman is just a shadowman who means business. probably.
figure in black, which points at meeeeeee
turn round’ quick, and start to runnnnnn
found out im, the chosen oneeeeee
oh nooooooo
please god help me m/ m/
This guy fucks me up because I saw him years before the internet was a thing.
Seeing all these stories about people who have also seen him just confuses me.
>Randomly wake up in the middle of the night as a kid >Sleep paralysis >Saw basically that exact image stood in the center of my room.
Everything around him has a deep dark blue hue. >Begin to lose consciousness from the fear of not being able to move, scream and this thing stood in my room. >Suddenly regain consciousness half way down the stairs.
I figured my instinct to run snapped me out of paralysis but my fear shut down my entire conscious.
The second time I had sleep paralysis something similar happened with like 10 dudes in all black and white faces standing over my bed, but there was no fear - i just went back to sleep.
Yeah, sleep paralysis incident. I had an accompanying dream, where I was walking through a cemetery with the dead lining the road to a small house. Once I was inside, I saw someone I surmised to be Baron Samedi at a table with a tea set. He poured me a drink and handed a cup to me, and when I looked into it, there was only mist. Then he said to me, "Drink it, but if you do, you won't like what you see." I drank from the and immediately woke, but could not move. At the end of my bed was this figure. Eventually, I mustered the strength to kick at it, and it vanished. The next day, I was in a car accident on the freeway, where everyone left in an ambulance but me. My injuries were all superficial, mostly scratches to my face, but the main thing was that my glasses were obliterated. I found them later, and the right have was completely destroyed, but the left have was complete intact (note Baron Samedi's glasses in the related image; "The glasses may be missing a lens because he possesses two kinds of vision: he simultaneously sees the realms of the living and the dead").
I saw him recently, he tried to sleep paralyze me but it didnt work. I can negate any emotion now. Focus on the feeling and overwhelm it. He tried so hard too, good effort. 3 times more intense each. After the third failure he smacked my toes in frustration. An easier anti paralysis tech is just buck your legs, should bring you right out of it.
Showed up when meditating and moving my assemblage point to the area you begin to see inorganic beings. He was darker than the black around me. Saw him a couple times actually. I actually posted a post on Reddit saying “has anyone ever seen an entity that looks like a dark shadow with a hat?”, as I had never heard of him before, and everyone said “dude that’s the hatman.” After googling, sure enough, exactly what I saw. OP picrel is pretty spot on. The last time I saw him he began to completely envelope my body and I got a little weirded out and pretty much just got up and turned the lights on and shooed him away and he evaporated. I don’t believe any of these things will have an easy time possessing me so I am not intimidated by them as I am pretty devoutly Catholic. So I don’t see him anymore because I think he knows he can’t scare me.
doesn't benadryl make you hyper? where are all the benzonaggers who flipped out when they saw Hatman and pulled his hat off his head. I literally want to know what happens when you pull his fucking hat off. Nobody has answered this question of mine since Trump became president
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It's totally real, here's my experience of it.
>be me 1.5 years ago >Living a few months of high stress from work, and in general stressed from everything that was going on in my life >scared of the future, worried about the present >feel like i'm being observed when i'm alone, as if my own house is somehow "unclean". >one day i go to sleep >this shadow person just like in OP's picture, but wearing a hood appears at my side of my bed >extends its hand towards my chest >i'm paralyzed and can't do anything about it >it siphons a light blue sphere of energy from it > i try to fight back but can't move >eventually manage to move and go for a bite >it's morning, nothing is there near my bed >be scared of sleeping in the dark ever since >scared of being alone in a dark room >feel observed a lot the very few months, but gradually gets better after a year
I don't know what the fuck happened, if what was taken was a piece of my soul, but i feel like i lost a part of me that day, as if a piece of me was stolen, i don't know how to put it into words.
I had qualities before that day that i lost ever since, and i gradually recovered building them from scratch.
that's bullshit, he shows up when he shows up, i've been researching it even before i had that experience and always found it creepy.
There are stories about the hatman that go way before zoomers found out about it with their stupid drugs.
Whoever made this episode must have had first hand experience with sleep paralysis shadow people encounters. They even show him forming up from the floor in the T-1000 CGI looking way that they did when it happened to me.
In my case it wasn't the Hat Man. It was a cloaked figure that would rise up from the floor near the foot of my bed until they were around six feet tall and just tilt their hooded head to look at me. Strangely I would just fall right back asleep when this happened. I had one other bout of sleep paralysis where I saw a hubcap sized black spider with these purple tumor like growths all over its legs and back on the wall by my bed. It disappeared as soon as I was able to move. It only happened a few times and stopped altogether once I moved out of that apartment.
>Whoever made this episode must have had first hand experience with sleep paralysis shadow people encounters. They even show him forming up from the floor in the T-1000 CGI looking way that they did when it happened to me.
That's actually an interesting detail in that episode, since there are plenty of ways you'd expect them to do it, and that's not precisely the way I would have expected, or the fact they went out of their way to show that at all.
Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
He'll wrap you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreams
It took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole
Heal your shrinking soul
But there won't be a single thing
That you can do
He's a god, he's a man
He's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
Through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red right hand
You don't have no money?
He'll get you some
You don't have no car?
He'll get you one
You don't have no self-respect
You feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy
'Cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
Red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares
You'll see him in your dreams
He'll appear out of nowhere but
He ain't what he seems
You'll see him in your head
On the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm warning
You to turn it off
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
You're one microscopic cog
In his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
His red right hand
Saw one when I was about 4 years old. Still remember it vividly to this day. He was walking on the spot. Not loving at all, just walking and staying in one spot. Must’ve done it for about 2 minutes before it disappeared.
I was frozen one night and my eyes were pried open as I saw a hatted figure slouch over and it looked to be as if he was reeling something with a fishing rod. The words he spoke to me were “you are the fish for which I cast” What does it mean?
i remember seeing the hat man in broad day light when i was 7
but also i remember these signs around my grandmas neighborhood and i always thought they were in reference to the hat man
I had him standing over and staring at me while pink polygon dudes were rustling through my stuff, one was eating from my bag of Doritos, it was one of the weirdest sleep paralysis things I ever went through
no hats. cloaks kind of? they're indistinct. they were intimidating and bellowed angry noises at me. also I've seen the hag. the angry shadow men aren't nearly as awful. where the shadow men are angry she's just cold pure hate
Maybe it's projected parts of the brain? Like shadow and anima? So someone with anima problems may see the hag? Seems unlikely tough this goes deeper than just psychological stuff.
He does. He hates you with an intensity you can feel. Don't be fooled by his seeming passivity, he's is full of seething rage barely below the surface.
After watching a guy shit in peoples hats non-stop in an old retarded Western comedy I can't consider this paranormal. Also missing fecal leakage excreting from the hat
And then when I turn into the girl he gets me (just as bad as hell eventually?). Please brother can I just reincarnate as you eventually and be something other than a vampire. I want the memory of hell erased.
To everyone here that only had a one off experience with "the hatman" or "the cloaked figure", consider yourself lucky. I have experienced the cloaked figure as others have described in this thread for a period of 3+ years. At times a frequency of once per week. Perhaps my longated experience with it has given me more insight than the average experiencer. I'll write my thoughts down here, maybe you all can come up with your own conclusions.
My first experiences I never was able to directly look at it, but I could feel it. It's a feeling of pure hatred. I would be drenched in a feeling of terror. If you ever ran into a wild predator in the woods, it's a similar feeling to that. A moment of "oh fuck". Completely paralyzing. I would first only feel it. Then I would see its silhouette projected. Then I would see it from my peripheral vision. Finally, after more than a year, I would see it in its entirety, even once seeing its face without the cloak.
I have no science to explain my thoughts, I can only attempt to draw certain conclusions based off of my experiences from common tropes that occurred during these bouts of sleep paralysis.
It almost never occurred during nights of deep sleep, always during a stage of hypnagogia. If you have ever been woken up just as you started to fall asleep, such as being woken up by an alarm after clicking snooze, in that ten minute window as you begin to fall asleep and have nonsensical thoughts, you can consider that a hypnagogic state. The experience always started with the sound of crackling, like a far away orchestra of cicadas slowly growing into a crescendo, peaking at a specific point in which I felt myself, for lack of a better term, enter into its realm, at which point everything would be completely silent and I would instantly feel its presence. Emanating hatred and grandiose pride.
Throughout these dreams, there was one constant in which over time I realized was its goal, if it had any at all. It always attempted to fly me out of my window or out my front door, which I resisted heavily. In order to do this, It would attempt to break me mentally through scare tactics. I never had complete control of my body during these experiences, and the hooded figure realished in letting me know it had complete control over my body. The dreams started with simply floating me above my bed, but as time went on my lack of fear angered it and it would slam me on my floor and drag me around my room. At times force me to look underneath the space of my door and play out certains scenes involving intense violence.
I cannot shake the feeling that it farmed my fear like a commodity, and each time I was at my lowest, it would attempt to fly me out of my window. I always felt if my body left my room very bad things would happen, and I would have to fight it mentally to prevent it. At first I could leave my experience with common tricks like concentration of wiggling my toes or moving a finger, but it caught on quick and when I would start this, It would violently throw me around to distract me. Never once was I physically hurt, but after an experience I was always mentally drained the entirety of the day during waking hours.
This might sound ridiculous, but after years of this, I grew a relationship with it. I would drift off to sleep, hear the sound, feel its presence, and it would levitate me. I would think "here we go again...". I began to joke around with it. It almost got lazy at points and would enter my room and sit down on my bed as if it was working a menial 9-5 job.
All my experiences finally came to an end when it was lazily levitating me, but I had zero fear. I asked it why are you even doing this. I called it a coward. It stopped in a moment of surprise and confusion. Abruptly, it left. I woke up soon after, never again seeing it since.
Had the same dread feeling from hat man, it's weird as fuck as if flight of fight response triggered and you realized you are a mosquito in spider web and somehow know the spider is looking at you without even turning to look at it.
I used to see this guy all the time when my sleep paralysis kicked in as a teen but slowly as time went I stopped seeing him. Maybe it has to due with the fact that I stopped being scared when it happened. I used to have episodes where I would get SP, wake up, walk off the terror, go back to bed and get hit with another SP. When you have it 15 times in a row you start to get more annoyed then scared and that might have been what stopped all the shadow creatures walking around my room. I guess it's also a plus knowing you can enter a lucid dream at any point when it happens so there's that. Can't be scared when you're horny
I don't believe anyone has ever seen the hat. that is absolute bull. you only ever see """shadow people""" with no hat Because they are actually ayy lmaos (yes I know spoilers don't work on /x/)
Yes. He’s a demon.
Nah he's an alien
Nah, he’s an inorganic being (IOB) the Olmec shamans and sorcerers used to see when performing their magic (Carlos Castaneda and Don Juan).
The guardian of the threshold aka the demiurge NYJMN
I didn't know Olmecs wore fedoras.
https://brickthology.com/2020/10/13/tall-man-spirit/
https://www.nytimes.com/2015/05/02/us/pine-ridge-indian-reservation-struggles-with-suicides-among-young-people.html
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/sioux-suicides_b_7284084
>Toss in a weird element: Like two Milwaukee girls who, last year, following storytelling websites, attempted to murder a classmate to please "Slender Man," a weird, ominous, fictional figure, some of these Sioux call him "Tall Man Spirit."
That’s my uncle. He likes to watch people sleep. He’s harmless.
maybe. did he have a gun?
I saw him in a dream. Turned a corner and dude was standing in my living room right in front of me and was so shook I instantly woke up. Seemed pretty chill though.
Years ago I had a sleep paralysis episode where I saw a figure at the foot of my bed, I was staring at its torso. It was solid black, I could see my tv on behind it. I didn't look up for a face, I just closed my eyes and waited till I could move.
Are they real? I am convinced I have seen those parasites in my dreams
The Men in Black? Definitely.
my mom saw it when she was at her worst schizophrenia times, like back in the 90's, what does it even mean??
she remembers the hatman just like this image, at least what she told me, at the corner of the room she was in when she was dreaming
it was like, staring at her and then it got closer and i can't remember but i think it said something to her, but it wasn't aggresive or anything
it fascinated me when she told me a long time ago kek
encountered a group of hatmen in a lucid dream when i started asking too many questions about the dream world. there were at least a dozen of them, they grabbed me and forced me to wake upi
Love her
saw a pair of hatman enter my room when dreaming/sleeping , used lucid ability to attack one and it revealed to be a grey alien, so yeah
huh
Hat man encounters are usually related to Grey's so your comment is creepy.
Yeah when I was like 9
I was dreaming and I was walking down this hall to the living room, passing the bathroom. He was standing in the doorway of the bathroom so I shut him in. Went on to talk to my mom who was in the living room and I heard the door creak open and then woke up.
When I woke up I heard the bathroom door creak open, just like in my dream. My mom and I were the only people in the house and my mom doesn’t use my bathroom. 9 year old me was scared shitless, and now I’m looking back unsure what to think of it
10 years ago now but it’s still stuck with me lol
nope
only seen hatless shadowpeople with round heads
I work in an office call centre, they all call me shatman, apparently you can smell me before you see me. You know that strong diarrhoea smell that hits the back of your throat. That's me
Good morning sir
Yes I have and read an interesting blog post that goes into him more in-depth and what not which you might enjoy if you need more info on him OP: https://forum.marianabay.com/threads/the-hat-man-have-you-seen-him.101/
Thinking about trying the benadryl method, I want to ask him some questions.
250mg of benadryl should get you there, I'd try lower doses first to see how you handle it though, it can be rough visiting the outskirts of hell sometimes. Throw in a bottle of cough syrup (about 238mg dxm, just don't buy shit with guaifenesin in it or you'll get IBS) and you'll be forming planets and galaxies after a couple hours. The comeup isn't fun, but it's an interesting experience.
A weird short-term childhood friend awoke me and told me that we need to get ready (I've been friends with the guy only a few days).
We got pots for helmets and lids for shield, took knives and forks as throwing weapons yet when He appeared between the doorway, our childish imagination was helpless in the terror that He caused.
Helpless as I was I ran to the next room, leaving my friend behind. I tried to wake up my grandparents yet they laid in their beds dead as a door nail.
Hopeless, I tried to do the only thing I could - hold the door closed. And as I did, I peeped through the keyhole only to see my friend possessed begging me to open the door.
All night I was terrorized and I did not open the door.
I did not meet my friend after that night and never saw him again
Yes he created project Man-Hat-Tan and nuclear weapons
Yes, and he raped me. but he didn't have a hat. And he was well-lit and he looked just like my neighbour. But yes I've seen him, I hate him
Anon I..
You raped me?! Fucks sake Barry
You were asking for it.
My confused boner is back, fuck you Barry. If you had any idea how many kids I've buggered you'd feel emorse
When I was a kid I was lying in bed once after everyone else was asleep and saw him walk down the hall outside my room. That was in the early 90s, came as a surprise many years later when I saw online that other people have seen the same thing.
yes, thats the undertaker
Badass
He was here, you saw him right?
hatman
>wears hat indoors
goatman
>naked furry with a goat mask
slenderman
>look at me, i'm tall and skinneeeee
backrooms
>i smell wet cigs, i'm just walking in a neverending maze of empty office space cubicles, aaaaaaaaaa
i find it genuinely hilarious that you millennials talked so much shit about zoomer horror like sirenhead being so ridiculous when you have these classic, retard copypasta characters. in fact, kane pixels actually improved on the backrooms. sirenhead actually kind of appears in it
>Millenials
I'm a zoomer.
>Hat Man
>Goatman
>creepypasta
You're a shitty folklorist.
This image always gives me the chills because it's EXACTLY what I saw/experienced from the perspective of that guy in the bed. I saw him walk in front my left side, and even the way the artist illustrated him is 200% the way it looked. What freaked me out more than anything is that my dad later admitted to also having seen him. He thought the hat man was house intruder, and when he went to lunge at him, he dissipated. "Like the teleporter from star trek".
Shadow people have been seen for centuries
i know, but Hatman is a fake shadow person. it's just social media mass viral hysteria. people didn't see Hatman until it was memed online. the earliest mentions of sleep paralysis, hypnogogic hallucinations never mentioned a fucking Hatfag
i'm almost certain some retard millennial grew up as a little boy watching The Shadow movie and actually had kiddie nightmares about a Hatman but never put 2 and 2 together and just created the meme
I don't know man, but I swear I've seen that entity in my life in many nightmares/sleep paralysis. Sometimes the whole thing wasn't even scary but...very very fucking wierd.
>people didn't see Hatman until it was memed online.
I saw him in the early 90s, retard. Why are you just making shit up?
yeah, i saw him in the early 90's too on MTV https://youtu.be/IJtHdkyo0hc?feature=shared
Joke is on you i saw him in the early 80s on MTV
Also on gta vice city and also in gta san andreas
https://gta-myths.fandom.com/wiki/Mr._Trenchcoat
>people didn't see the Hatman until
Just ignore all the people who saw him in the past before the Internet.
It's totally real, here's my experience of it.
>be me 1.5 years ago
>Living a few months of high stress from work, and in general stressed from everything that was going on in my life
>scared of the future, worried about the present
>feel like i'm being observed when i'm alone, as if my own house is somehow "unclean".
>one day i go to sleep
>this shadow person just like in OP's picture, but wearing a hood appears at my side of my bed
>extends its hand towards my chest
>i'm paralyzed and can't do anything about it
>it siphons a light blue sphere of energy from it
> i try to fight back but can't move
>eventually manage to move and go for a bite
>it's morning, nothing is there near my bed
>be scared of sleeping in the dark ever since
>scared of being alone in a dark room
>feel observed a lot the very few months, but gradually gets better after a year
I don't know what the fuck happened, if what was taken was a piece of my soul, but i feel like i lost a part of me that day, as if a piece of me was stolen, i don't know how to put it into words.
I had qualities before that day that i lost ever since, and i gradually recovered building them from scratch.
Same experience lost a lot of empathy and emotion that night it was like a dementor sucking something from my chest deep down I knew it was feeding on my soul.
according to what I heard when the meme blew up, he is very specifically only supposed to show up when you take a shit ton of benadryl. Nothing about sleep paralysis. Of course, it's pretty likely it was just a self-fulfilling prophecy among benadryl users. Then again, all prophecices are self-fulfilling.
doesn't benadryl make you hyper? where are all the benzonaggers who flipped out when they saw Hatman and pulled his hat off his head. I literally want to know what happens when you pull his fucking hat off. Nobody has answered this question of mine since Trump became president
Lies.
I saw the Hat Man back in the '70s and didn't tell anyone about it for decades. Saw it brought up on /'x/ and it blew me away. I always had known he was an entity unto himself, a real being, but seeing him on /x/, even pictured in a doorway just like I'd seen him, was the final bit of confirmation.
So any of you whippersnapper zoomer millenial retards who say otherwise can go fuck yourselves.
and just to clarify, I saw it on /x/ 15 years ago, way before anyone was meming any of this shit like they are today....ah the good old days.
Nope, I saw it in 2009 with a couple of friends, but we thought we saw just a ghost of some worker that build the building perhaps (since building was new)
In 2017 or 18, i found an article about it and how many people around the world would see it too
IDK anon, Trevor Henderson made some really interesting horror monsters and designs that influenced tons of pastas. No need to be rude with their work.
like what? i remember when greentext copypasta sometimes had just some random thumbnail lifted from google search. it was an afterthought and it was better that way. it felt more genuine. that dude tried to commercialize copypastas with gay thumbnail imagery meant to spook 8-year olds. guess that's why zoomers think he's sooo kewl
He made a tone for the moment, it's iconic and internet history even if you think that he mainstreamed horror shit.
now you're grasping at straws. he's a literal hack. artists have been doing this type of digital art since the late 90's go look at any back issues of Juxtapoz around that time and see for yourself
Hatman and goatman sightings go back a long time, the kids who tried to kill another kid for Slenderman were zoomers and I've heard my seven year old nephew talk about the Backrooms.
shadowmen aren't creepypasta horror characters, people actually see them. the usually appear during sleep paralysis, extreme sleep deprivation, or when you're on drugs.
hatman is just a shadowman who means business. probably.
I actually just wrote a song about about the hatman check it out
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That's pretty nice anon
thanks man :3
figure in black, which points at meeeeeee
turn round’ quick, and start to runnnnnn
found out im, the chosen oneeeeee
oh nooooooo
please god help me m/ m/
Please be fake
>chosen one
so you're the Anti-Chad?
It’s black sabbath
This guy fucks me up because I saw him years before the internet was a thing.
Seeing all these stories about people who have also seen him just confuses me.
>Randomly wake up in the middle of the night as a kid
>Sleep paralysis
>Saw basically that exact image stood in the center of my room.
Everything around him has a deep dark blue hue.
>Begin to lose consciousness from the fear of not being able to move, scream and this thing stood in my room.
>Suddenly regain consciousness half way down the stairs.
I figured my instinct to run snapped me out of paralysis but my fear shut down my entire conscious.
The second time I had sleep paralysis something similar happened with like 10 dudes in all black and white faces standing over my bed, but there was no fear - i just went back to sleep.
Shits wack.
A lot of people did. Can't imagine what it would be like to see him and not be able to talk about it with people.
Yeah, sleep paralysis incident. I had an accompanying dream, where I was walking through a cemetery with the dead lining the road to a small house. Once I was inside, I saw someone I surmised to be Baron Samedi at a table with a tea set. He poured me a drink and handed a cup to me, and when I looked into it, there was only mist. Then he said to me, "Drink it, but if you do, you won't like what you see." I drank from the and immediately woke, but could not move. At the end of my bed was this figure. Eventually, I mustered the strength to kick at it, and it vanished. The next day, I was in a car accident on the freeway, where everyone left in an ambulance but me. My injuries were all superficial, mostly scratches to my face, but the main thing was that my glasses were obliterated. I found them later, and the right have was completely destroyed, but the left have was complete intact (note Baron Samedi's glasses in the related image; "The glasses may be missing a lens because he possesses two kinds of vision: he simultaneously sees the realms of the living and the dead").
Joke is on you, you are the only one who died and this is the afterlife
Well, honestly, it's not much different than before, so your terms are acceptable.
I saw him recently, he tried to sleep paralyze me but it didnt work. I can negate any emotion now. Focus on the feeling and overwhelm it. He tried so hard too, good effort. 3 times more intense each. After the third failure he smacked my toes in frustration. An easier anti paralysis tech is just buck your legs, should bring you right out of it.
Yes, I literally laughed in it's face, it was right on front of me. It was like seeing a funny meme. Never saw it again.
its just your pattern recognition fucking up because you had no sleep from a 96 hour meth binge
I took 1000 DPH, and I saw some shadow people. I can definitely say they were just hallucinations. There's no meaning to the Hat Man.
What makes you so sure they were hallucinations?
>man
>not paranormal
>man with hat
>paranormal
do the safety dance
Did you leave out the mysterious part of being in the shadow realm?
I saw him in a lucid dream and touched him just to see what happened (LSD dream emulator forgets the dream) and the dream restarted
>mfw I live again
CAUSE HE'S THE HATMAN
YEAH YEAH
HE'S THE HATMAAANNNN
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Showed up when meditating and moving my assemblage point to the area you begin to see inorganic beings. He was darker than the black around me. Saw him a couple times actually. I actually posted a post on Reddit saying “has anyone ever seen an entity that looks like a dark shadow with a hat?”, as I had never heard of him before, and everyone said “dude that’s the hatman.” After googling, sure enough, exactly what I saw. OP picrel is pretty spot on. The last time I saw him he began to completely envelope my body and I got a little weirded out and pretty much just got up and turned the lights on and shooed him away and he evaporated. I don’t believe any of these things will have an easy time possessing me so I am not intimidated by them as I am pretty devoutly Catholic. So I don’t see him anymore because I think he knows he can’t scare me.
> so I don’t see him anymore
What I meant by this was, he doesn’t come around anymore once he found out I’ll just insta-evaporate him and not scared
I'm
that's bullshit, he shows up when he shows up, i've been researching it even before i had that experience and always found it creepy.
There are stories about the hatman that go way before zoomers found out about it with their stupid drugs.
Twilight Zone episode about him:
Whoever made this episode must have had first hand experience with sleep paralysis shadow people encounters. They even show him forming up from the floor in the T-1000 CGI looking way that they did when it happened to me.
In my case it wasn't the Hat Man. It was a cloaked figure that would rise up from the floor near the foot of my bed until they were around six feet tall and just tilt their hooded head to look at me. Strangely I would just fall right back asleep when this happened. I had one other bout of sleep paralysis where I saw a hubcap sized black spider with these purple tumor like growths all over its legs and back on the wall by my bed. It disappeared as soon as I was able to move. It only happened a few times and stopped altogether once I moved out of that apartment.
>Whoever made this episode must have had first hand experience with sleep paralysis shadow people encounters. They even show him forming up from the floor in the T-1000 CGI looking way that they did when it happened to me.
That's actually an interesting detail in that episode, since there are plenty of ways you'd expect them to do it, and that's not precisely the way I would have expected, or the fact they went out of their way to show that at all.
That image instantly plays "Red Right Hand" by Nick Cave in my head.
Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in the border fires
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
Past the square, past the bridge
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
He'll wrap you in his arms
Tell you that you've been a good boy
He'll rekindle all the dreams
It took you a lifetime to destroy
He'll reach deep into the hole
Heal your shrinking soul
But there won't be a single thing
That you can do
He's a god, he's a man
He's a ghost, he's a guru
They're whispering his name
Through this disappearing land
But hidden in his coat
Is a red right hand
You don't have no money?
He'll get you some
You don't have no car?
He'll get you one
You don't have no self-respect
You feel like an insect
Well don't you worry buddy
'Cause here he comes
Through the ghettos and the barrio
And the bowery and the slum
A shadow is cast wherever he stands
Stacks of green paper in his
Red right hand
You'll see him in your nightmares
You'll see him in your dreams
He'll appear out of nowhere but
He ain't what he seems
You'll see him in your head
On the TV screen
And hey buddy, I'm warning
You to turn it off
He's a ghost, he's a god
He's a man, he's a guru
You're one microscopic cog
In his catastrophic plan
Designed and directed by
His red right hand
Weird, I had the same thought reading this thread.
>red hand
Maybe that's why he wears a hat to hide what's inside the hat
That’s Zorro he’s a protector of the poor and downtrodden.
Is he also invading Ukraine, putting us in danger of nuclear war on world war z?
link related is most popular war song about the conflict despite being from the 90s
Hatman's world
Wat
I saw him standing in a dark hallway when I was a child, didn’t scare me because I was too young but I remember it like it was yesterday
Saw one when I was about 4 years old. Still remember it vividly to this day. He was walking on the spot. Not loving at all, just walking and staying in one spot. Must’ve done it for about 2 minutes before it disappeared.
I was frozen one night and my eyes were pried open as I saw a hatted figure slouch over and it looked to be as if he was reeling something with a fishing rod. The words he spoke to me were “you are the fish for which I cast” What does it mean?
hatman = jesus?
He's fishing your ass?
i owe him money
i remember seeing the hat man in broad day light when i was 7
but also i remember these signs around my grandmas neighborhood and i always thought they were in reference to the hat man
Mfw watchman signs are magical non consent sigils
We had those signs in my neighborhood too and when I saw him that's what I thought about.
I have never seen him but all my family and friends have, I want to have an experience, but at the same time I don't want to regret it.
I had him standing over and staring at me while pink polygon dudes were rustling through my stuff, one was eating from my bag of Doritos, it was one of the weirdest sleep paralysis things I ever went through
Zorro
no hats. cloaks kind of? they're indistinct. they were intimidating and bellowed angry noises at me. also I've seen the hag. the angry shadow men aren't nearly as awful. where the shadow men are angry she's just cold pure hate
Nothing's worse than hags, that's for sure.
I got the feeling of hate from hat man.
Maybe it's projected parts of the brain? Like shadow and anima? So someone with anima problems may see the hag? Seems unlikely tough this goes deeper than just psychological stuff.
He does. He hates you with an intensity you can feel. Don't be fooled by his seeming passivity, he's is full of seething rage barely below the surface.
That's the guy that follows me around to make art with pubic hair in my hotel rooms and the other places I go.
After watching a guy shit in peoples hats non-stop in an old retarded Western comedy I can't consider this paranormal. Also missing fecal leakage excreting from the hat
And then when I turn into the girl he gets me (just as bad as hell eventually?). Please brother can I just reincarnate as you eventually and be something other than a vampire. I want the memory of hell erased.
Yes. Walking toward me on train tracks. I was meditating then.
To everyone here that only had a one off experience with "the hatman" or "the cloaked figure", consider yourself lucky. I have experienced the cloaked figure as others have described in this thread for a period of 3+ years. At times a frequency of once per week. Perhaps my longated experience with it has given me more insight than the average experiencer. I'll write my thoughts down here, maybe you all can come up with your own conclusions.
My first experiences I never was able to directly look at it, but I could feel it. It's a feeling of pure hatred. I would be drenched in a feeling of terror. If you ever ran into a wild predator in the woods, it's a similar feeling to that. A moment of "oh fuck". Completely paralyzing. I would first only feel it. Then I would see its silhouette projected. Then I would see it from my peripheral vision. Finally, after more than a year, I would see it in its entirety, even once seeing its face without the cloak.
I have no science to explain my thoughts, I can only attempt to draw certain conclusions based off of my experiences from common tropes that occurred during these bouts of sleep paralysis.
It almost never occurred during nights of deep sleep, always during a stage of hypnagogia. If you have ever been woken up just as you started to fall asleep, such as being woken up by an alarm after clicking snooze, in that ten minute window as you begin to fall asleep and have nonsensical thoughts, you can consider that a hypnagogic state. The experience always started with the sound of crackling, like a far away orchestra of cicadas slowly growing into a crescendo, peaking at a specific point in which I felt myself, for lack of a better term, enter into its realm, at which point everything would be completely silent and I would instantly feel its presence. Emanating hatred and grandiose pride.
Throughout these dreams, there was one constant in which over time I realized was its goal, if it had any at all. It always attempted to fly me out of my window or out my front door, which I resisted heavily. In order to do this, It would attempt to break me mentally through scare tactics. I never had complete control of my body during these experiences, and the hooded figure realished in letting me know it had complete control over my body. The dreams started with simply floating me above my bed, but as time went on my lack of fear angered it and it would slam me on my floor and drag me around my room. At times force me to look underneath the space of my door and play out certains scenes involving intense violence.
I cannot shake the feeling that it farmed my fear like a commodity, and each time I was at my lowest, it would attempt to fly me out of my window. I always felt if my body left my room very bad things would happen, and I would have to fight it mentally to prevent it. At first I could leave my experience with common tricks like concentration of wiggling my toes or moving a finger, but it caught on quick and when I would start this, It would violently throw me around to distract me. Never once was I physically hurt, but after an experience I was always mentally drained the entirety of the day during waking hours.
This might sound ridiculous, but after years of this, I grew a relationship with it. I would drift off to sleep, hear the sound, feel its presence, and it would levitate me. I would think "here we go again...". I began to joke around with it. It almost got lazy at points and would enter my room and sit down on my bed as if it was working a menial 9-5 job.
All my experiences finally came to an end when it was lazily levitating me, but I had zero fear. I asked it why are you even doing this. I called it a coward. It stopped in a moment of surprise and confusion. Abruptly, it left. I woke up soon after, never again seeing it since.
Creepy but these things do act somewhat intelligent
Had the same dread feeling from hat man, it's weird as fuck as if flight of fight response triggered and you realized you are a mosquito in spider web and somehow know the spider is looking at you without even turning to look at it.
He dresses like my great grandfather
I used to see this guy all the time when my sleep paralysis kicked in as a teen but slowly as time went I stopped seeing him. Maybe it has to due with the fact that I stopped being scared when it happened. I used to have episodes where I would get SP, wake up, walk off the terror, go back to bed and get hit with another SP. When you have it 15 times in a row you start to get more annoyed then scared and that might have been what stopped all the shadow creatures walking around my room. I guess it's also a plus knowing you can enter a lucid dream at any point when it happens so there's that. Can't be scared when you're horny
I don't believe anyone has ever seen the hat. that is absolute bull. you only ever see """shadow people""" with no hat Because they are actually ayy lmaos (yes I know spoilers don't work on /x/)