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Another time, this really creeped me out. I heard someone come into my room at like 4am...I heard my bedroom door open, heard them walk over to my bed...actually FELT them lift the blanket up, and felt the bed move as they climbed into my bed and laid down beside me. My sister was home from Chicago that weekend so for some reason I thought it was her but I didn't want to be disturbed so I just whispered "Schwester?" (which is German for sister and something that me and her say b/c we think it's a funny stupid word). And all I heard was "No." in a deep man's voice. It shocked and frightened me, and I immediately came back to full consciousness and looked over to find no one in my bed. It seemed so incredibly real that I was a bit shaken up for awhile.
This next time happened after I had been attempting to dream share with friends, here is just the part at the end of the dreams which involves the same invisible entity...
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Suddenly I received a very strong tug from around my mid region. Actually it was in three place...one was my stomach...and it's a very hard sensation to describe and I don't believe I have ever experienced it before. But it was a mixture of nausea and butterflies in my stomach...but it was a distinct TUG. At the same time there was a distinct pull/pain in both my shoulder blades, almost as if something was tugging at invisible wings attached there. Anyways, quickly after this tugging/painful sensation I found myself zooming back into my own dream (?) possibly, or zooming back into my own body (?)...as I was flying back through the darkness another hand reached out and tried to grab me. I knew right away that something wasn't right.
This was a man's hand, it was strong, and yet it had sharp fingernails...which right away seemed wrong...and it just felt wrong. Plus I still had that tugging in my stomach and was flying back inside myself and I remember thinking that I wanted this "man" to let me go, I honestly thought it was a demon trying to keep me from getting back inside myself and I was terrified that I might bring it back to my bed with me. All this time, again I could not see, there was only touch sensations and sound. It was again as if my eyes were closed or everything was darkness. Eventually I made it back to my own bed, and this "demon" was still trying to get a better hold of me. One hand become two, and two of his strong arms were reaching out to me. I was able to throw them off and tried as hard and as quickly as I could to wake myself up. I kept telling myself that it was probably just hallucinations, or something weird SP related, and I was able to calm myself down and finally wake up.
As extremely awesome as it was the experiences I had trying to visit pj and Moonbeam...that last experience really frightened me and now I'm worried that every time I get lucid and find myself in that stage, if I reach out my hand, there will be some demon or other frightening creature there. I know it's just fear, and it's probably silly...but I don't want to experience things like that. Hopefully it doesn't happen again.
And here is from the last time he visited me...
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Finally I realized that I was dreaming and became lucid and went and laid down on a couch. Suddenly I found myself in my own bed, not sure if I was dreaming, or if I had an FA, or was experiencing HI in SP. All I know was that there was someone else there with me.
It was a man. I felt his hands first, as they reached out and began to grope my body. I was unsure of what to do, I couldn't actually see anyone there, only feel them...but I thought it would be better not to fight it or things might get violent. It was just a really strange feeling I had, plus I didn't see any immediate danger in just going along with it, so I let this invisible man have sex with me, and was enjoying it.
Most of the time I thought this "man" was just in my imagination, and that I was creating it and manipulating it, but somehow it became clear that this wasn't the case, and I realized that it wasn't all in my imagination. I figured I should try to speak with him.
Nervously, I asked, "are you are demon? Or rather, since you have sex with women in their sleep are you a succubus, er I mean an incubus?"
"Yes," it replied.
Not sure if I actually wanted an answer to my next question or not I asked, "um...are you from, hell?"
"Yes."
As I lay there thinking about having sex with a demon from hell I wonder, "am I going to hell?"
"I don't think so," it said. "Maybe that's why I'm attracted to you."
"Do you get tortured in hell?" I ask.
"Yes," then he paused for a moment and added, "But it's probably not what you think."
"Why can't I see you? I want to know what you look like."
"It will only frighten you," he replied gravely.
"I won't be afraid, I don't care what you look like, how can I see you?"
"With a mirror."
Then I noticed a square mirror about a foot wide and long resting against my bedside. I climb over the bed and hold the mirror up to my face, the demon is behind me and I can see him over my shoulder. He looked like a normal, average guy with dark hair.
"You don't look like a demon," I said.
"I changed my form," he said quietly, "I do not want to frighten you."
"Oh come on, I won't be afraid, let me see your true form."
Then he changed...his skin became so white it was almost blue, and flaky. He had a few scraggly long yellowish gray hairs and bright blue glowing eyes. His mouth was black and he made really terrible faces as though purposefully trying to frighten me. I laughed. It was obvious that this was not his true form either, but it was reassuring to find he had a sense of humor. I could tell he was not going to show me is true form. But as I climbed back into bed and set the mirror down, I could see him in front of me for just an instant, because he very quickly faded and became invisible again. I had a feeling that he hadn't meant for me to see that, and it was his true form, though I can't remember exactly what it looked like and I only saw it for an instant.
"What is your name?" I asked.
He was silent for a moment.
"Aren't you going to tell me?" I said, and then starting guessing names at random.
He laughed and said that he was not going to tell me his name, but I had the feeling he meant that he could not.
Then I got the feeling there was more to this odd meeting than I had thought.
"Do you know me?" I asked
"I've visited you before." he replied.
"Was it you that grabbed me when I was flying back into my body last week?"
"Yes, it was." Then he added, "You may not know me, but I've been visiting you for awhile."
"You once crawled into bed with me a few years ago? I thought you were my sister?"
He didn't reply.
I got the sense that my questions were starting to bother him.
"I have to leave now," he said.
"Wait...." I said, as I still had many questions to ask.
"I'll be back again soon. Go back to sleep." and he whispered again in my ear, "go back to sleep."
"I am asleep." I barely managed to get the reply out, as I feel myself succumb to sleep. Though instead of falling asleep I fell awake. I think. It was very strange. I laid in bed thinking about it for awhile.
Anyways, make of it what you will. I honestly don't know anymore.
