Scorch Marks and Bloodstaines

Sorry for the lull in activity, but my laptop exploded (more on that later). Weird shit happened a few nights ago. I woke up to find something very large, very mean, and very transparent standing over my bed. My initial instinct was to hit it with a pipe I keep next to my bed covered head to to in operator symbols. Imagine my surprise when it passed right through and came out the other side with a few icicles hanging to it. My next reaction was to GTFO and bamf to the other end of the country. This resulted in me watching it pulling itself out of the point I had appeared at. As it did so, I got a good look at it. It was basically a giant floating hooded cloak with claws 6 inches (interior design class has drilled measurements into my head) long coming out of the sleeves. It drifted over to me, and I could feel my blood freezing. I tried to bamf away, but it had me. All I remember after that was passing out and waking up back in my house, covered in ice. As for the exploding laptop, slender paid me a visit the next day, and my laptop, currently just above pen and paper in computational power, went "Fuck you to." and blew up, leaving me with a burnt table. I immediately took my pipe in hand and promptly found myself on the other side of the room leaving a large, man sized dent in the wall. I stood up, ran at him, and found my self going through a window. He looked at me, shook His head and wandered off. I really fucking hate Him. Never a dull moment.