When I was a little kid it was 10 at night or something around that time and I went to the bathroom before I headed to bed. My dad was taking care of laundry and as soon as I was done going to the bathroom the power suddenly went out and the bathroom door was locked somehow.
I hear some kind of groaning or screaming and when I turned around there was a bright glowing figure slowly approaching me. I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge. I was screaming, scared as f**k and crying. And when my dad got the power back on the door jutted open and I landed in a pile of clothes laying next to the door.
Then when I looked back around the figure just disappeared.