True story. Strictly factual.
It was in the autumn of 1999, when I was still in college (but living at home) on a Sunday evening. Around 19:00, after a long week of study and an equally exhausting weekend of work at my job, I felt sleepy. I went to my room, darkened the lights, and lay down.
I awoke a short time later–by this time it was dark outside–and I STRONGLY felt the presence of some sort of intelligent being in the room with me. I was terrified, because in addition to detecting this unexpected, unseen “being” in the room, I was also able to sense its pure, unadulterated malevolence. It was a deeply evil being, I knew, in the pit of my stomach. I was genuinely horrified.
I tried to pull the covers over my head, just like a child after a nightmare–silly, right?–but upon attempting to do so, discovered to my bone-chilling terror that I was totally, absolutely paralysed. I couldn’t even rotate my head or so much as close my eyes. I could see in my peripheral vision some sort of light source just outside my window, but couldn’t turn my head to see what it was. But I knew that it had something to do with the enemy creature that was somewhere in my room, lurking, waiting to assault me.
I blacked out momentarily, and managed to voluntarily force myself awake again somehow; I didn’t wish to lose my vision, the only sense functioning seemingly at my control at the time. Upon rousing this time, however, I found that although the Being was still in my room and still planning Evil against me, I could move my head and my arms now, at least.
Suddenly I felt a GREAT weight, an immense pressure, upon my upper torso, as I lay on my back. It was the Being, and it was trying to pin me down and hurt me. I instinctively reached my arms up to try to foist the thing off of me, but was unable to grasp anything solid. It was instead some sort of energy field…know how a pair of magnets feel when you try to force them together against their natural polarity? That was EXACTLY how this Intruder felt: it possessed the property of some sort of electrical or magnetic “resistance” which increased as one pressed harder against it, but it had no actual mass of its own. And yet it had me utterly pinned to the bed; I couldn’t have moved my upper body one way or other, had my life depended on it. And it was completely invisible; all I could see in the penumbral light remaining in my room was empty space; I could see my ceiling and walls and window drapes as I lay there on my back, but the Being was invisible. And the light that had previously broken through my windows was now gone.
As I moved my hands and arms around the Intruder’s “electromagnetic body”, I was able to define its size and shape, much as a blind person is able to “see” with his or her hands. It was a sort of elliptical sphere, roughly a meter in diameter, and more shallow than it was, wide.
I could do nothing to free myself from its immobilizing pressure. I remained utterly horror-stricken and speechless with fear as I lay there feeling my way around the dimensions of this “force”, “being”, whatever.
I finally sort of “blacked out” again, and when I awoke next, I awoke fully. I was still scared from having had the experience, and left my room to go tell my mother what had transpired (for curiosity’s sake, not because I needed Mommy’s comfort!)–by that time it was only late evening, about 20:15–so my folks were still awake in the house. My mother (the fundamentalist) suggested that I had been attacked my a demon or something. But even then, long before learning about the nature of sleep paralysis, I recognised what had happened (once I was awake and lucid) as just a sleep anomaly of some sort.
I never once gave any serious thought to “demons” or “aliens” or anything akin. And as I said, I found out later that what I epxerienced was just garden variety sleep paralysis (aka, hypnagogic hallunication).
Think I could write a book and scam some money off the woo-woos? 