Hi, everyone. I have been putting off posting this for a while now. Maybe it's because I'm not exactly sure how to recount this experience without sounding crazy or maybe it's because I'm slightly afraid to hear your opinions about it, but tonight my curiosity got the best of me. I'll preface this by saying that I have always believed in the paranormal, however, I've never had anything noteworthy happen to me until this experience. Honestly, I'm not even sure if what I experienced was paranormal, but I'm here on this sub to hopefully get some answers.

Now for some background information...

A little over a year ago, I spent the summer backpacking Southeast Asia. For reference, I am a college-aged female and most of my traveling was done solo. Around three weeks into my trip, I was in Chiang Mai, Thailand where I stayed for a few days before heading further into the mountains. I had joined up with an organized group at that point which had pre-booked the hotel we were staying in. That afternoon, I went to go drop of my backpack in my room (where I was staying alone) and the minute I walked in, something felt very, very wrong. It's a feeling that I don't even know how to describe. I immediately felt like I was being watched and I made a point to put my head down and avoid looking in the mirrors that were in the room out of fear of seeing something/someone watching me. As time went on, I realized that the more time I spent in the room, the worse it would affect my thoughts and emotions. That night, I kept seeing a vision of a woman dressed in all white with black hair covering her face standing in my room. I didn't even close my eyes while I was showering out of fear of her standing there when I opened my eyes. I could've sworn I wasn't alone in the room and that the other presence was malicious. Also that night, I was walking back out of the bathroom and I glanced at the glass bottles of water that were set out. In my head, a whole scenario played out in my head of me breaking the glass water bottle on the table and using it to slit open both of my wrists. I'm sorry for the gruesome details, but keep in mind that I have had any thoughts like this, so I was extremely distressed and scared.

The next morning, I got up early and left my hotel room to do some sightseeing. About an hour in, I felt extremely nauseous and lightheaded. Afraid I was going to pass out alone on a street, I went back to my hotel room and laid down to get some rest. As soon as I went back into my hotel room, an overwhelming sense of dread hit me. I got the idea in my head that I was going to die that day. Everything in my mind was telling me that once I closed my eyes, I would never wake up again. I kept telling myself that I was probably just sick or dehydrated, so I kept drinking water and telling myself I was going to be okay. I was still awake but I just shut my eyes and immediately, I had a vision that demons were grasping onto my ankles and trying to pull me into hell. In that moment I was praying and screaming in my head for God to save me. In my vision, he grabbed my hands and pulled me up and then I passed out for several hours. I immediately left my hotel room when I woke up and felt fine, but that night when I came back I was having the same vision of the woman and feeling like I wasn't alone.

We left the next morning and nothing remotely similar has ever happened to me since, but I've always been left wondering what that experience could have meant/been.

Also, we stayed in that hotel one more night a week later (I was in a different room) and it was completely .

It should be noted that before heading on this trip, I was prescribed some malaria medication. I don't remember the exact brand, but I do remember checking the side effects for this particular one and hallucinations weren't a common side effect even though I know that several of them do cause them. HOWEVER, I took it every day that I was gone, but NEVER had any problems anywhere else besides in that hotel room so it is hard for me to believe that it would cause my such intense hallucinations only in that place and nowhere else on my whole trip.

Also, I'm not sure if this is relevant, but it should still be noted that it was an old hotel built around the ruins of the old city wall.

Any and all thoughts and opinions are recommended. I'm genuinely curious what you have to say/what you think.

Edit: After doing some research and talking to other people who were on the tour group (it was more than a year ago, so it's hard to remember), I'm pretty sure the hotel I stayed at was the Chiang Gate Hotel and the malaria medication I was on was a low dose of doxycycline.

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