So, I had a nightmare last night. It was the kind of dream that feels crazy-real, and leaves you with the distinct impression that you were somewhere other than your own dreams, or that someone besides you was in your dream.
The dream itself was a series of random scenes, all of which were strangely perverted by the presence of a certain being who I could sense, and throughout each scene I knew it was the same being over and over, even if it's form kept changing. This is, by the way, the same sort of scenario that occurred with my second to last nightmare about four years ago (nightmares are extremely rare for me, and are at this point only ever supernatural encounters.)
A few snippets that I remember....at one point I was a large goldfish in a pond, and there was another goldfish in the pond who was supposed to be my dad, and a third goldfish that was the entity was physically trying to separate us. (It's kind of interesting that I just got off the phone with my dad and he blew up at me for something stupid). For some reason, all of our fish-bodies were more short and squat than one would expect from a goldfish of our size.
Then suddenly I was myself again, standing above the two other fish, and I began stomping on the entity. I killed it physically, and as it was lying there on the ground (the water randomly receded), I couldn't really get a clear mental image of the inside of the fish. Some sort of skeleton came out, and the carcass had sort of reshaped itself into a form that reminded me distinctly of a wolf, as did, and the bone emerging from the head was kind of a weird shriveled wolf skull. But as I kept looking at it, I got the distinct impression that it wasn't really dead...I eventually tried picking it up, and there was some sort of weird reaction when I touched it. Sparks flew for a moment I think, and the whole scene kind of rippled. I woke up groggy and feeling weird, but at that point wasn't creeped out enough to stay awake, so I rolled over and immediately started dreaming again.
This time I was walking into my bathroom (which for whatever reason had a different physical layout than that of my current bathroom), and as I walked past the shower to the far wall of the bathroom, I noticed some weird discolorations on the curtain that reminded me of something dripping from the opposing wall direclty onto the shower curtain (as though gravity ran from the opposite wall pulling things toward the curtain -- which it didn't, but the drops distinctly gave me that mental image.) As I reach the far wall, suddenly the entity moves from behind the curtain. It's large, a little larger than me, and has some sort of feral body, but the vaguest impression is all that I get, because the entire shower curtain bulges out and moves with it, and it traps me in the corner behind the curtain, unable to see anything but the white curtain ruffling in front of me and crushing me. I let out a strange scream and feel helpless, and then wake up out of breath. Not really out of breath. More like, I instinctively took several deep breaths because I felt like I really needed the air.
At this point I realized something was in the room with me. After trying to recover a little bit of my emotional reserves, I closed my eyes and tried to put myself back into the dream, right where it left off. The goal was to visualize myself forcing myself out of the curtain and fighting off the entity...and the most I got was pushing the curtain out from myself perhaps a foot or two, and the "camera" of the dream zoomed out a little and I saw the entity, except as usual, I couldn't actually focus on it...it was vaguely lycanthrope-esque, though, I suppose...
I think for a brief moment I threw the curtain off of me too, and tried to confront the beast directly, but something jolted me out of the dream (no clue what, I just remember a jolt) and I woke up again, and this time felt it draining energy from me several times in quick succession.
I spent the next two and a half hours out in my living room working on various things. At various points I had to come back into my room, or came back in on my own to try and face the entity, and I could feel it's presence immediately and felt it trying to drain me each time. I reinstalled MSN messenger to try and talk to an old friend who I thought might have some good input, and though she was offline, someone from OF randomly saw me on here and messaged me on MSN messenger to ask me about psychic vampires. Talk about synchronicity! XD
Anyway, I figured that the key to banishing it might be to finish a poem I had started just before I went to sleep. I had come upon an important realization on my walk home that night, and I felt it was significant enough that I had to try and capture it in text. It wasn't until about 7:00 that I finished the poem, and by that time it was getting light out. I'm not sure how much it had to do with the poem and how much it had to do with the sun rising, but either way I walked into my room, and although I felt a residual icky energy, I could tell that the room was safer, though the paranoid side of me is still a little creeped out by my room even now, and I'm not sure if it's cause it's still lurking around here or cause I just have an overactive imagination.
I fell asleep for about another 45 minutes (holding a ball of wax that for personal reasons I feel repels malevolent spirits), had decently normal dreams, though somewhat brief, and then had to get up and go to work.
So, long crazy story over, my question is what do people think this entity was, and how do I make sure to properly get rid of it? Spirit, subconsciously-spawned servitor-run-wild, paranoid delusion? I've had a few encounters with baddies like this before, but this one felt freaking strong, so I'm somewhat worried about it...
