I am never going to sleep again. Well. I mean. I know I will. But I don’t want to. And for the moment, I’m drinking coffee and not going into my room or even upstairs or even considering sleeping tonight.
I’ve been going through episodes of sleep paralysis along with a lot of other shit again lately. The sleep paralysis hasn’t actually been that bad. The hallucinations were just low pitched drones and spiders. And I’m honestly not scared of spiders. There was a sense of impending doom, but I was able to focus and try to move my toes until they moved and it all went away.
And then there was tonight. I went to bed nice and early because that’s what I should do. About an hour after, I woke up. I couldn’t move. The room was dark, but actually with more light than it should have. And then there was the figure. When you walk into my room, you take a ninety degree turn. You then take a step and do another ninety in order to get to my bed.
From that corner, I saw it. Just a blank, black figure. And then it went from mostly just around the corner to the foot of my bed on the left side. The way it moved. It was sudden and jerky and unnaturally quick. And then a couple seconds later, it was at the right side of my bed. A long, old and arthritic looking finger reached down and touched my lips. And then I saw the face in the cloak.
The skin tone was pale, but yellow. A lot of darker, orange/red blotches across it. It looked old. Where the eyes would be were just slight indentations suggesting at the form. Where the nose would be, a slight indentation again. The lips weren’t there, but there were lines protruding slightly that suggested them.
I focused on moving my toes. This has been my way to get our of this state for a long time. Eventually, they moved and it was all gone. But fuck. Me and that thing have history. i know it’s just my head fucking with me, but that’s the second time I’ve not only seen it, but felt it physically touch me. The last time was while high as fuck on acid, but it doesn’t fucking matter. Fuck that thing. Fuck sleep. Fuck you, universe.