I came home one night to find my brother and two of his friends sitting in the living room huddled together on the couch. It was about 1 in the morning so I was wondering what the heck they were doing. They said that they were followed home by some strange guy that they beleived could possibly be the "mothman". All three of them were petrified but I didnt want to believe them untill I walked over to the window to pull the curtains shut and I looked down to see a man's face staring in at me through the bottom corner of the window. I screamed and jumped backwards. My brother rushed to the front door and opened it to find noone outside.