I already posted this in another section but it seemed kinda relevant so I thought i'd post it here as well!!
I broke my leg badly in 2005 at the beginning of the year, and as a result, after the operation, spent about 2 weeks at my parent’s house because it
was just easier for me to be there (and they have cable tv.)
Anyway, I hadn't seen my girlfriend of the time for that whole two weeks, and with so much spare time on my hands, had been doing a lot of reading as
well as music, and I also began to dabble in the occult. Knowingly or unknowingly, or perhaps my frustration at not being able to see my girlfriend
and all the usual stuff that goes with that for a 20 year old guy, one night after going to sleep at midnight, I was attacked by an incubus/succubus.
I have never really been much of a religious person, but I have been becoming more so over the past 3 or so years, but let me tell you, this was
definately an entity that I did not imagine. First of all, it started like a very very vivid lucid dream, only highly erotic. I met this beautiful
european girl with lush dark brown/black hair, and the sleeping encounter progressed into the sexual act, which was absolutely mindblowing by the way.
Anyway, about 10 minutes into this the beautiful girl turned around and asked if she had my permission to do something, what this was exactly I cannot
remember, but because I was in such a state of sexual bliss and frenzy I gave my permission.
Sort of like -
Beautiful Girl - "Can I do "this" ........?"
Me - "Yes"
Her - "I can do "this" to you?"
Me - "Yes"
Her - "You have given me permission to do "this" ?"
Myself - "Yes"
It was at this point that the girls face first and then body kind of melted/morphed into a red/orange/black pixelated and blurry kind of horrorible
thing, and her eyes became pure black and evil, when looking at me it was draining my energy/soul. I was absolutely terrified; I knew that I was
having intercourse with a Demon. I was overcome with an immense feeling of dread, such as I have never encountered before, and I have been in 2 near
fatal car accidents (never me driving though.)
This immense dread and fear was accompanied by a physical sensation of an extreme vacuum like pressure/sucking on my groinal area, which felt like I
was having all of my energy/seed drained out of the area just above the private parts and below the stomach. Looking back, it would have been a
pleasant feeling if I hadn't been in such terror.
As I stated earlier, I have never been very religious, and I have never been baptized, but for some reason in my fear I called upon the name of
Christ, and prayed and screamed and prayed and screamed the name of Christ over and over again, when coming out of this area of the dreamscape I could
feel the demon trying to pull me back in, and for a while it seemed as though it would not let me leave and I could not wake up. It was holding me in
my nightmare, but eventually by screaming the name of Christ over and over I managed to wake up whereupon I turned all the lights in my room on and
prayed for the first time in years in thanks to Christ for saving me from that. I knew that I had angered the being by escaping from it in the
nightmare realm, and after that I couldn't sleep in that room without a light on for the rest of my stay there, imagine that, a 20 year old man
sleeping with the light on, and I'm a big guy! 6'2 and 110 kilograms!
I will also add that by the time I managed to escape and wake up, it was 3.40am. After my encounter, I did some research and discovered that the hour
between 3 and 4am is considered by some in the occult realm to be the demonic witching hour where evil power and energy is at its greatest.
This was my second of two encounters I have had with demons, and let me tell you they are not nice, nothing in the conscious world compares to the
horror and fear of what these things can do to you in the confines of your mind, and especially whilst you sleep. My first encounter was a different
kind of nightmare demon, I won't explain this as in depth as I have already typed a lot!!
Once again, a very vivid lucid dream like state, but this time made me feel that I had actually already woken from the dream. It was as though my
conscious mind had awoken, and it started like any other normal day, I was going to get up and go to work, I looked over at my bench, and I actually
saw the entity in the first person, I can only describe it as a blur on reality, I could see through it to the wall, but very very blurry, the best I
can say is that if you have seen the movie predator, where he goes half invisible kind of thing, it looked like that. It launched itself into my head,
and took control of myself. I was forced above and out of my own body, whereupon I watched myself (with the demon in control) get up, go down the
hall, and murder my housemates and their 2 dogs very violently and bloodily with a kitchen knife. All the while, I was watching myself from above and
screaming for me to stop.
Once again, the sensation of not being able to get out of the nightmare and wake up, only this first time I didn't call upon Christ, I just kept
screaming and screaming and it felt like I woke up three times, only to be pulled back into the dream until I finally actually did wake up screaming.
I know critics will say they were just nightmares or I am some sicko, but I have had nightmares before and these two experiences were completely
different. I know that I encountered some kind of other entity both times and these were probably the two worst experiences of my life.
Nowadays I just research the occult instead of dabbling.