So I just had the freakiest dream /zzz/.
I'm in bed at my moms house and just watching/listening to various youtube things before going to sleep. I was using a headset, lying on my back and all lights where out.
I came across one video which I can't recall the name of, but it was something along the line of "watch this if you dare" or some stupid soykaf like that. I like to listen to scary stuff so I pressed it.
It was an audio recording of some radio show or podcast with a very light tone. They had 2 callers on the air. The aim was for one of the callers to ask 2 questions at a time and for the second caller to either answer them or pick the options they liked the best, I can't really remember.
The first question of the pair of questions would always be som light-hearted question and the second a bit more weird and quirky (to begin with).
This went on for a couple of rounds of questions, but the sexond question would gradually become more and more sinister in nature, and the voice of the questioner would also become more and more deep and downright demonic. The second question a lot of the times wouldn't even make sense. Almost like a word salad. I don't remember any of the questions, but I recall one of the questions with a very deep demonic voice mentioned Mohammed, which is weird because I'm not a muslim, I'm barely Christian.
The audio ended abruptly with just cold silence, and I was left with a sense of dread I have never ever felt in my life and almost in a trance like state. I could not move, and I felt a presence in the room. I was tense all over my body like I was trapped, and I was sure I was now possesed by something.
I tried saying "the power of Christ compels you", but at first I couldn't remember the word Christ. Eventually I remembered and started chanting it. At first it seemed like "the grip" would just get tighter everytime I said it, and my comforter would sometimes cover my mouth so I couldn't say it.
After a while I clearly heard my brother going to the bathroom which is just outside my room. This must have somehow snapped me out of the trance and I quickly turned to my right to turn on the bedside lamp only to be met with a wall. I was not at my moms house. I was in my own bed in my own apartment.
Did I just have my first sleep paralysis? It was so weird, because I could swear to God that I really was at my moms house.