Did you ever have a dream where you were paralyzed?  

Awake but paralyzed with fear?  This has happened to me TWICE in the past 3 weeks.  As I fall asleep, something happens and I am lucid, but terrified.  My body cannot move, it’s rigid, and I am either trying to move or being restrained.  It’s scary and evil feeling.

 

Part I

1:00 am.  immobile.   Surgeons were moving in and out of my body, joking through their goggly glasses.  

1:02 am.  surgical stitches and rummages through my chest cavity continued

1:03 am.  wood beams above.  in my own bed.  transparent surgeons pulled dull needles through interior organs. 

1:03 am.  glowing eyes. lime green acid colored veins pumping and surging in their chests.

glow-in-the-dark surgery.  murdered by alien grays!  eyes open, like they always were. 

1:05 am.  lights of the gallery, no voice yet.  earth light scared aliens. literally panting.

1:05 am.  screaming without sound.

1:07 am.  Everything was in order– at least, as I’d left it.  A cockroach* ran across the floor.

*little Gregor Samsa streaked not a foot away from my bed.  where’s an apple, let’s crack his exo-back!

 

Part II

4:47 am.  screaming and no screams came out.  Lights, anger, fierce, fear. 

4:48 am.  air was heavy. evil lay on my chest like a fat brown cat.

4:50 am.  primordial ooze, seeping into my poor pores. 

4:51 am.  catching up in my nose and chest all like a black bronchitis.  No tears, just suffocation.  

the panic set in, tight and blank and painful.  

ants crawled through the tiny hairs on my skin

4:53 am.  screams tried to moan out of my mouth.  no release.  mouth shut tightly 

4:54 am.  throat was oscillating wildly.  Fully aware, the voicebox was gone, shook up, smacked off ants 

wondered what had gone wrong.

 

Present day:  Sage burnings and medical prescriptions later, should I still call in an exorcist?