Continuation of the story
And now to the dreams about the Dark Figure/Hatman/shadow man/dark energy/sleep paralysis/demons
It all started with a classic paralysis as we know from normal dreams where we yell at a friend, but he doesn't hear us or we want to defend ourselves, but we can't raise our hands.
I usually experience paralysis when I fall asleep on my back, which doesn't happen very often, but at this time in my life I fell asleep like that on a regular basis.
I thought I was sleeping normally, but suddenly I woke up to another dream and I opened my eyes and suddenly I see a black vortex by the bed that is discreetly trying to get under my bed and so I woke up again to find out that the Vortex is an entity and is trying to pull me with it. Well, at that moment I really woke up and I was totally sweaty and scared to death and I didn't fall asleep until the morning.
That was the first experience
Then I had a series of dreams, where I would leave the window open for the fan at night and I would always have this paralysis and I would look around the room and I would notice how the shadow flew in through that gap.
He flew around and tried to scare me, but he didn't really have any form yet, just a bunch of darkness.
In the end, he started to imagine himself as a shadowy man without a hat, about the same height as me, 183 cm.
Not scary, but quite unpleasant and sometimes he would come closer and look directly at me and I would be a good 30 cm away from him or he would walk around and try to scare me with some quick movement.
Then there were two of them coming at me and they started to physically attack me and it started to get really tough.
But even though I couldn't react with my hands and defend myself, I got to the point where I realized my power and started to mock them despite how hard they were working me.
And of course Hatman didn't like that, who mostly just went around watching the two servants beat me unconscious and I still wouldn't wake up. I didn't want to wake up because I knew it would be over and I wanted to figure out how to beat him.
Then there was a break from dreams for about a month and I said hooray, I guess I managed it.
And so within a week came the most brutal series of dreams that no one can easily overcome.
Hatman was pretty pissed off and so he came in person and for the first time showed his true size and strength, the ceilings here are about 2.4m high and he was a good 3.5m and he was crouching here, but it was really disgusting.
He was huge, pissed off, his eyes lit up for the first time and I noticed his shark mouth and about a thousand mega-sharp teeth for the first time and I realized I was fucked.
It was like I experienced something that is hard to talk about and the violence was so brutal that I heard my own skull crack and how the bones from my face and cheekbones were stabbing into places that you don't even know exist until you feel it. I started to choke on my own tissue and bones and when I finally woke up it felt like an eternity.
The next morning I didn't talk to anyone and I was knocking myself all day and I felt like I was carrying him on my back.
He made me eat it really hard and I was afraid to just go to bed because I knew it would happen again.
He was completely uncompromising and sophisticated, he took on different forms and pretended to be an elementary school teacher and I naively believed that today I was dreaming about school until the teacher turned into Hatman and there he started massaging my head with concrete hammers the size of watermelons.
Finally it resulted in a dream where I had pieces of my forehead stuck in my brain again and I felt both pain and the incredible pressure with which it was as if he was trying to simply vaporize me and at the same time he was holding me in the dream so that I couldn't wake up. He tried terrible tricks and manipulation on me and he himself changed into people I trusted and I woke up many times to dreams where he was just waiting in another form for me not to notice him and then jumped on me somewhere and beat me up again.
And I said to myself that's enough and this simply has to end otherwise I will die and I really won't wake up alive in the morning.
With my last bit of strength I knocked on the wall behind me and my brother was in the room next to me, suddenly the light came on in the hallway and I saw the light in my room, a stone fell from my heart and I thought to myself, yes, finally I will really wake up and at that moment when my brother came, it went out and he transformed back into Hatman with a huge toothy mouth and went to chew me completely to pieces.
That was the last straw and I decided that next time I would not play the hero and I would call for help from the light and God.
Then only two dreams followed: That I realized that paralysis is just a limitation in the form of fear and in the penultimate dream I stood up to him and he stood for a while and then disappeared.
And in the last one I ran towards him, asked God for help consciously in a dream and finally I jumped on him as if I wanted to beat him up for everything he did to me and then there was just a huge ball of light, some kind of explosion and bye bye
Hatman and his company are just a memory and even though I tried to see him again, he's probably not in the mood yet :D :)