ellisat2
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Not really a scary story, and I'm sure not supernatural, but still happened:
I was in Sevilla visiting friends while I was living in Barcelona. I was really drunk (much more drunk than my friends) and apparently being a little obnoxious, so when we left the bar they walked a little ahead of me (maybe 30 feet). I was belligerent so they just let me be. We turned to walk down a REALLY narrow street with a REALLY narrow sidewalk (~2 feet or so) when a really nice Benz turned into the alley coming towards us. No big deal, except that drunk Ellis thought it would be awesome to stick his hand out and smack the side mirror as the car went by. Knocked the damn thing so that it was just hanging by wires. The driver slammed on his brakes and got out, screaming at me in Spanish. I was drunk and didn't even know what was up. He lunged at me like he was going to beat the ever-living shit out of me, when a man I had never seen before and had not noticed being there grabbed him by the shirt, yelled at him in Spanish, wrestled him back into his car, closed the door, and the dude drove away. The unknown guy just walked past me, never looked at me, I said "Gracias" but he never acknowledged me, turned into a dark alley, and was gone. I have no idea who he was or where he came from, just that he was right next to me when I was about to be in big trouble.
I was in Sevilla visiting friends while I was living in Barcelona. I was really drunk (much more drunk than my friends) and apparently being a little obnoxious, so when we left the bar they walked a little ahead of me (maybe 30 feet). I was belligerent so they just let me be. We turned to walk down a REALLY narrow street with a REALLY narrow sidewalk (~2 feet or so) when a really nice Benz turned into the alley coming towards us. No big deal, except that drunk Ellis thought it would be awesome to stick his hand out and smack the side mirror as the car went by. Knocked the damn thing so that it was just hanging by wires. The driver slammed on his brakes and got out, screaming at me in Spanish. I was drunk and didn't even know what was up. He lunged at me like he was going to beat the ever-living shit out of me, when a man I had never seen before and had not noticed being there grabbed him by the shirt, yelled at him in Spanish, wrestled him back into his car, closed the door, and the dude drove away. The unknown guy just walked past me, never looked at me, I said "Gracias" but he never acknowledged me, turned into a dark alley, and was gone. I have no idea who he was or where he came from, just that he was right next to me when I was about to be in big trouble.