When I was in my early twenties, I dated a girl who told me that sometimes a man watched her while she slept.

I didn't think too much of it, and dismissed it in passing, thinking to myself

Bitches be crazy

But one time we decided to go away for the weekend together, to her parents "mountain house", which was neither on a mountain, or really even a house. It was more of a small cinder block cottage on a slightly inclined plane. But it was in the Poconos, and there was a lot of kayaking and fishing in the area, and a lot of liquor to be drunk and meat to be grilled.

Her parents, particularly her mother, were devout Catholics. The amount of Saints and Iconography on the walls of that cottage was borderline disturbing, particularly in the master bedroom. We had the place to ourselves, and were planning on banging a lot, so we decided to stay in the kids room, which didn't have eight or nine bloody Jesus's staring down at us from the walls in judgement of our sin.

The kids room had two twin beds on opposite walls, with a TV in the middle. We decided on the bed we were going to share, and got to drinking.

Although this place wasn't exactly in the middle of nowhere, the nearest neighboring house wasn't within sight, and when it got dark outside, it got really dark. When you looked outside a window, you couldn't see anything except a big empty window pane of blackness.

We watched Elf, starring Will Farrell. It was a great movie. I was kinda skeptical going into it, but I thoroughly enjoyed it and would recommend you watch it as well if you get the chance.

We went to sleep on that one twin bed, together, but I have to admit everything about the place was kind of creepy. My back was against the wall, and I was spooning my girlfriend as we both drifted off to sleep together, and I just looked at the bed across from us, and the window pane above it that was so empty and black, and told myself I was being a faggot scaredy cat over nothing, and went to sleep.

A few hours later, my girlfriend shook my awake.

Theo, there is a man sitting on the bed across from us, watching us

She was in a weird state, clearly afraid but also quite drowsy, like she was still half-asleep. She didn't have any of that nervous fight or flight energy to her, so I took it as her having a bad dream.

But I felt really frightened too, although I didn't show it to her, because men need to be brave when women are afraid. Something just didn't feel right, it felt like I was in a bad place, and I had the strong urge to leave immediately.

But I said

You just had a bad dream. There is nobody there.

And I held her a little tighter and kissed her forehead, and cooed at her to go back to sleep.

And as nervous as I was, I went back to sleep too.

And in what seemed like a few minutes, I woke back up.

And there was a man standing at the foot of my bed.

And my girlfriend was sound asleep.

The man, or thing, or spirit, or demon, was standing there, watching me.

It was dark in the room, but this figure was darker, like it was made of a complete black void that somehow didn't seem to be static, like the actual black depths of it were somehow swirling about.

And I was frozen in terror. It is extremely difficult to describe the fear that I felt, because I have never felt fear like that. It was like I was looking at something that absolutely hated me. Not the sort of hatred you might feel for an enemy, like you want bad things to happen to them, or even the hatred you could feel towards a man you want dead.

Hatred like it wanted to make sure I existed forever, so I could suffer more.

It reached down and grabbed my foot, and began to pull me.

And it didn't feel like I was being pulled out of bed.

It felt like I was being pulled out of existence.

I had no idea what to do, so I said the Lord's Prayer.

And then it just disappeared, and it was over.

I saw something that night that was true and objective Evil.

It is easy to stop looking at the big picture when you are casually going about your day to day life, full of work and chores and tedium, but whenever I think back to what happened to me that night, I remember that there is a lot of bigger stuff going on behind the scenes, stuff that I can't really claim to understand, but I have witnessed a small portion of it, and it serves to remind me of the stakes that lay upon us.

I hope you try understand the gravity of the problem you are having, and pray for knowledge of God's Will.

I'll keep you in my prayers.

Regards,

-Theo