(minus the binder thing). We kneeled to pray on opposite ends of the room to say our night time personal prayers. Almost immediately, I felt “this yucky evil feeling of tension with a knife it was so thick.” That description is spot on. I jumped onto my bed and threw my back to the wall and noticed that my companion had also ended his prayer short. One of us said something along the lines of “did you feel that?” And realized we both felt the same thing. He asked me for a blessing and I did the same.