[nicfit]

This won't be a great tale coz my english is bad, but:
we were messing with a board at a friend's house (a bit isolated in a small town near Treviso) and a fuckin' lightning hit the roof and the lights went out (and it was a starry night), we ran out kinda scared and there was that weird brown-reddish smoke on the top of the house, it lasted a few secs, then we went back in, lights still out.
At the top floor there was a friend already sleeping, the noise of the lightning strike woke him up and he came down the stairs while we were slowly going back into the living room, we basically couldn't see him in the dark, we just heard the steps and could barely see his silhouette against the wall, and for like 2-3 minutes he fuckin' talked with a different voice (not like those I-just-woke-up voices, an entirely different voice from his "normal" one).
That freaked us out even more and the "funny" side is that he was asking basically sensed things (like "what happened?" "what time is it?" "What are you guys doing?" ) but we all stepped back and didn't reply, and seemed like he couldn't really understand why.
After a few minutes the house owner got the lights working again and the next morning the guy (who went back to bed while it was still dark, I think the only thing we said him was "go back to bed, it's late") acted/sounded perfectly normal.
We all slept on ground floor...nobody wanted to go in the rooms up the stairs.