No it was the basement. Google Sammy Terry. To this day this man still cares me to death.
I don't know why that man still frightens me.
My brother used to tell me that he kidnapped little kids on trick or treat night so he didn't have to take me
I also had a pretty scary character in my closet. (I pretty much hated the dark altogether!)
In fact, the only time I woke up the whole house was when I thought I saw the devil come out of my older sister's closet one night (when I peed my own bed I'd wander off over to her bedroom to snuggle beside her).
How 'bout now? Still get scared a wee bit in the dark?
No, not unless I'm going through something stressful. Now I have a hard time getting to sleep unless the room is dark. But I'll never forget those childhood terrors .... and, like you, I often wandered into my mom or brother's room to spend the rest of the night.
And, like you, I need the room dark now. Pitch black if possible.