Just thought I’d share this strange happening that occurred a few weeks ago: I went to bed around midnight, and around 1:20am, the torso and right knee of a dark figure with a silent, open mouth started decending out of the ceiling right above my bed. All I could sense was animosity and an intent to harm. I threw myself out of the bed, but when my left foot touched the floor, I knew my leg was still in full sleep paralysis. The knee buckled and crashed into my desk. I thought it was broken, the knee cap shattered, but the first thing I did was swing around to check the ceiling. Nothing there. |
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