I live with my parents, and they had just gone to bed, so I quietly went out into the living room to play some video games (Fallout: New Vegas, if anyone cares). As it so often happens, a few hours went by and I realized I was exhausted. I went and quietly turned off the TV so as not to wake anyone up and turned around and all the lights in the house were off. 

And I like

Froze in terror

For no reason 

And I just stood there. I couldn't move. Just standing there like my bones were locked in place and my feet were glued to the ground.

And I kept telling myself like "the fuck are you scared of just walk over and unplug your charger" 

But it literally took me 10 minutes to take just a single step.

I kept saying to myself "just go, just do it." I knew I was physically capable of taking a step and I also knew there was nothing around to harm me. The lights were off but I could still see everything in the house. Nothing weird, nothing out of place. But I just. Couldn't. Move.

I would imagine myself just walking forward and unplugging my charger, and I got hit with a sharp pang of fear. This happened many times over the course of this happening. For some reason, while I knew everything was fine, for some reason I thought if I took even one step something terrible could happen. No idea what that terrible thing may be, or why. But I was sure it would happen. 

Eventually I screamed at myself in my head until I took one tiny step. This was followed by another couple quick tiny steps during which I almost fell forward onto the ground. I ditched the charger and just grabbed the things closest to me, my phone and my drink, and I edged away to my room. 

I don't even know what to say, other than

What... was that?