In this dream, I was looking at a video. Apparently, in this video, there was supposed to be a ghost somewhere, but after watching it the first time, I didn't see anything unusual. The film footage was a quick clip--it seemed to be set in a park during some sort of medieval festival in England. There was a procession walking down this little stone path while others watched--one woman in costume with a sweeping skirt walked by, and, what appeared to be a yeoman warder, was standing in front of a bench.
I replayed the video, and actually saw something the second time. It was a blip of blue on the bench. I played it again, slowing it down. Eventually I saw that it was a transparent, blue-tinted apparition of some young man, who seemed to be in his mid-20s, and looked a tiny bit, to me, like Tom Kenny. Suddenly it was no longer a video--I was actually inside the scene, watching that ghost on the bench. Soon all I could see was his face. When I looked closely at him, he turned into an older man (mid-40s, early 50s) and looked, as best as I can describe him, a tiny bit like Andrew Lloyd Webber. He was giving me this sarcastic look. I thought, perhaps, the look seemed to say, "I'm right here--why aren't you doing anything? Oh, typical. How typical." Then, he turned away from me, and I thought it was because he thought I couldn't see him.
He lay back down into this younger man's body--he became the young man again. I feel like I'm missing an important element of the dream right here, but the next thing I remember is the ghost man standing up, walking from the bench, and standing behind the yeoman warder. Then he actually stepped INTO the warder in front of him, and the look on the guard's face was that of sheer shock and horror, but utter helplessness. His mouth opened slightly, and the consonant sound, "Ss" came from his lips. Almost as if he were fighting the words back down his throat. He said: "Ss--Send Help!" He yelled it at the top of his lungs.
At this time I woke up, shaking, trying to figure out what to do. I started yelling in my head, whispering out loud, "I don't even know where you are! I don't even know where you are!" And I then I got the most extreme shivers of my life. My entire body was consumed by tingling shivers--and I wasn't even cold. It would appear to me that his response to my question was, "Right here." Spirits have a way of doing that--I don't think they get into your body, really...but they get into your mind. Or they meet you halfway on some overlapping dimension. I'm not entirely sure. But I've talked "to dead people" for as long as I can remember, so the experience isn't new to me. I tend to get pretty bad shivers when the spirit I'm talking to is inside my mind or this other "dimension"; it's happened before. But NEVER unexpectedly, in a dream. This is what frightened me. Who in the heck is this guy? I know it was a dream, it certainly wasn't an OBE (at least...I don't *think* it was...) but this guy got inside my head and obviously wanted help for some reason. But after I had woken up, I basically told him to "Go away; I can't help you." And after a moment more of shivering, I'm pretty sure he left. I got the feeling that he expected me to help him, like I was running some sort of Spirit Help Desk or something...???
Creepy. I wonder if there's a real video out there somewhere. Or if anyone knows more about him. Based on the VERY real shivering, knowing of his presence, I can honestly say this was a real dead guy with a real problem.[/b]
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