Well, that's it. I'm not sure if I'm going to try lucid dreaming anymore.

For the past four nights, I've been more aware of my dreams than ever. I go to sleep thinking about becoming lucid and it works... to a point. It never lasts more than a few seconds, right before I wake up.

Now, check this out....

I wake up completely paralyzed, yet totally aware of my surroundings. The first two nights weren't that bad because it was simply paralysis. BUT, the past two nights have been unbearable.

Two nights ago, I woke up in my bed (my wife was next to me) after a very brief LD. I couldn't move. I remember thinking "no big deal" since it had happened twice before. I started doing my exercises to come out of it (wiggle my fingers, scream, etc...) when I heard the front door open and SLAM shut! Then I could actually hear footsteps in our house! There was also a long, gurgling-type sound that got louder and louder.

I tried to move, tried to scream, tried to do anything! It didn't work. I'd never been so scared in my life.

After that, I felt like I sunk into the bed and struggled to come back up. I heard the familiar whooshing noise in my ear and woke up, sweating bullets.

Last night was worse. The above scenario repeated itself except I heard our glass doors in the basement shattering before I heard the gurgling sound and footsteps.

The main difference was, last night I could actually make out voices. It sounds like little kids trying to be menacing. Kinda like that scene from Blair Witch. And I could have sworn someone was in the room with us. I didn't see anyone, but I KNEW they were there.

Then it was over.

Unless someone has some advice on how to lose the Old Hag, that was it for me. No more lucid attempts.