I awoke in familiar surroundings. It was pitch black darkness, my eyes could see no conceivable images, but I knew instinctively I was in my bed at home. Suddenly I was overcome with terror. I realized that I could not breathe. There was a crushing weight on my chest, like someone had put hundreds of pounds on top of me. The panic and terror welled up as I realized I was incapacitated, helpless. A million quick explanations ran through my head, each one implausible and unimportant for the moment. I tried to get up again and again until my mind screamed "Oh my God, my limbs, I cannot move my limbs!" I had no power. Some unseen force was pushing me down, forcing me to stay down. My head was so lightheaded and dizzy. I tried to vocalize my thoughts, to speak, but it was if my chords were paralyzed. My terror was trapped inside of me.
In my head I started the Lord's Prayer, stumbling through the words. The feeling lessened to the point I could get up. I staggered to my feet, in the darkness slowly but effortlessly over the terrain. I got all the way to the door and then suddenly something grabbed me. I held onto the door frame for dear life, clinging as if my life depended on it for deep inside I knew it did. The unseen entity kept pulling with more and more veracity. I felt like Dorthy getting caught in a tornado in Kansas, helpless to a force that was more powerful than me. I finally vocalized one last scream "Help me! Help me!" But no one came. The entity sucked me in.
I woke up then, screaming.
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