The same bedspread that the mother demon and its baby blended with two days ago has leaped up at me twice, and formed the face of a talking blanket demon once—all of which is on video.
|In Blanket Demon I, my bedspread leaps off my bed and into my face|
|In Blanket Demon II, my bedspread leaps up from the floor|
|When viewed through a light tunnel aperture, the blanket demon's face is revealed|
|A mother demon and its child blend with the bedspread, which was folded up and stored on a shelf|
All of these bedspread possessions occurred at 471 East Julian Street, in San Jose, California, where the bedspread is used. I now use new bedding, which has remained unhaunted so far (the table lamp, though, still slowly moves by itself).