Paranormal Activity

Dreamt that I saw Rachael (finally I saw something pararnormal). I was up in that room, at the foot of the bed. Rachael glided towards me in from outside the 3rd floor window, across the floor, with arms wide open to hug me. I knelt down, opened my arms to hug her back. When she got about 3 feet away, her wide open arms closed to have her hands start choking me. This was the 1st time I was unable to wake up from a dream since…. oh 1993 or 1994. I could feel her hands tightening her grip on my throat, choking the life out of me. Even though I knew (or had thought this was a dream, I started gasping for breath and started worrying this house, and Rachael, had actually taken me down. I was unable to speak, unable to scream for help, unable to wake-up. What was going to happen to me?!

I awoke a few moments later, in a cold sweat gasping for breath (not that I actually had been choked, but from the sheer terror I had exeprienced, and believe it or not, NOT from Rachael choking me, but because I was unable to wake up from the dream when I wanted to, as I’ve been able to do for so many years now (I got into lucid dreaming while in the U.S. Army and enjoy it a lot. Since being proficient with lucid dreaming this was the 1st time I ‘lost’ control of my dreams and unable to wake up -trust me, when you’re used to being able to control your dreams, suddenly not having such control its very frightening.)

I was in a world where vampires and werewolves were working together to kill me. (sorry I don’t recall many more details of this dream. I couldn’t even remember it a couple weeks later until someone reminded me of it (I should’ve started this journal long ago).

Friends and I were scuba diving (really odd since that something I’ve always wanted to do up until a bout with double-pneumonia in 1999). We were on a recovery mission for a WWII sunken ship, we saw dozens of drowned naval personnel, undecayed by time and the water. We got to the far inside of the ship found what we were looking for and upon starting our return, we noticed the corpses were had either decayed (~70 years since we just saw them in perfect condition) or missing altogether. Just prior to exiting the ship we heard a noise behind us and when I turned to look, I was grabbed on my shoulder by the decayed hand of one of the corpses. It was trying to pull me back into the ship, drag me down with the rest of them. (Details are a little fuzzy as the account of this dream was written from memory 1½ years after having the dream.)