Vicky
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I had the most terrifying dream last night, and I don't think it was just a dream. I had trouble falling asleep so I tossed and turned until after midnight. I went into light sleep but my son, David, woke me up which he does sometimes sleepwalking. I finally fell asleep but then woke again at 1:15. I felt myself drift back to sleep, but the next thing I knew was I was getting up and walking to the closed bedroom door. (I had had it open earlier because the room was hot, but when I had gotten up earlier to get my son back to bed I decided to close my door then to keep the cat out).
So I found myself walking towards my door and standing right behind it. I didn't know what I was doing up, but then I heard my son come out of his room again and coming down the hall, so I figured I woke up because I had heard him up again. I thought to myself that I didn't want to startle him if he opens the door and finds me standing right there, so I started to open it slowly. He was standing right there on the other side, just smiling at me. (At the time, I didn't realize that it was odd that I could see him so clearly despite it being completely dark. This is one of the signs of this type of OBE--that I can see in the dark, even without my glasses).
My son's eyes were different, and had a kind of sly look. That expression made him seem older than his 10 years. I didn't think this was too strange, because when he sleepwalks he is not his normal self anyway. He didn't speak, only smiled like that at me. I opened the door, walked out, and began to walk him back to his room again. When we reached his bedroom, he just stood there smiling at me, when suddenly in my mind's eye I could see some writing in large print. I couldn't make all of it out, but it was warning me to "beware of playing in the afterlife field". I thought this was an odd statement, and at first I thought it can't be talking about an actual field. It must mean the field of research. I thought, but I'm not playing around--I'm serious about my interests and exploration.
At this point I slowly began to think that things weren't right. I don't get spooked too easily, but this was starting to feel really spooky to me. I looked again at David and by the look in his eyes I knew that he was giving me this message about the afterlife. But this boy was not my son--he closely resembled him but I could tell now it wasn't my son. His energy felt sneaky, like he was up to some trickery, and I began to feel very uncomfortable with him. Just as I was beginning to realize that this wasn't real physical reality, the boy said, "They're here now!" in a slow sing-song voice.
I think, "Who?" and instantly I find myself lying in my bed awake. The transition happened so fast that I was lying there still thinking "who's here now?" while at the same time I was wondering how the hell I got in bed so fast. I thought that I must have been dreaming, despite it feeling so real, and I told myself that my kids were in their beds and that my husband was still at work (which he was--he had to work an all-nighter and wouldn't be off until 8 a.m.) All this went through my head in mere seconds, and that's when things started getting really scary.
As I lay there running the events through my head, telling myself it was just a dream, I felt someone start crawling up onto the bed from the foot of the bed. I heard in my head or thought it, the boy saying "They're here now" again, and I realized that this experience was still happening. But I knew I was awake at that point. I began to panic. I could feel my heart start racing at an incredible rate and my breathing was so fast and labored. I was confused because I knew I was awake now and it didn't make sense that the dream was still happening.
Who or whatever was crawling onto the bed was now slowly tugging at my covers as I felt the covers begin to slide. I felt this thing, whatever it was, on top of my legs, then felt it on my abdomen. It was laying on me but I couldn't see it. (Again, it didn't occur to me that I could see my room, covers, even my arm brace on my left arm that I have to sleep with due to nerve damage). I was completely consciously aware and awake, but it didn't occur to me that I was awake only mentally. I didn't know my physical body was still asleep.
I panicked more when I tried to call out "who's there?" and then tried to scream but nothing came out of my mouth. I tried to lift my arms but I was paralyzed. My heart was pounding so hard I thought I was going to have a heart attack. Then the noise started...It was a loud continuous sound which wasn't too annoying on its own but under these circumstances it just made things much worse.
I could see my left arm, in the arm brace, bent at the elbow and slightly sticking up in the air. I tried to move it but couldn't. The thing kept slowly crawling up on me and even though I couldn't see anything, I felt it grab my left hand. I tried again and again to scream but nothing came out. The panic I felt was unbearable now and all I could do was scream in my mind.
I don't know how long this lasted, maybe only a minute, and then it was all over. The noise stopped, the crawling stopped, and I felt the weight that was on me was gone now. I felt no lapse in time and no break in consciousness--but everything that was happening had just completely stopped. I had to lift off my sleep mask in order to look around the room but saw nothing there. My heart was beating hard but not like it had been seconds earlier. The clock said 1:42. I hadn't even been asleep a half hour since last waking up. I was lying in the exact same position as I had been while the thing was crawling up onto the bed, even my left arm was in the same position.
As terrified as I was, I decided to get out of bed to write the experience down so I wouldn't forget anything. I am not sure what this whole experience was about, but I know I was completely consciously, mentally awake while the thing was crawling on me. I have not experienced anything like this before.
Vicky
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