During my freshman year of college in an all girl dorm, roommate and I lived in an interior room meaning there were no windows- so we kept a faint night light so we didn't kill ourselves if we went to the bathroom at night. Our beds were lofted with the desks underneath- we were high enough up that you'd hit your head on the ceiling if you weren't careful. Our room was shaped like an L, I was on the wall parallel our door and my roommate was opposite of me in the L section.
One night, I was sick with a cold and sleeping on my back due to being unable to breath out of my nose (it was a normal cold nothing serious just stuffy nose and sore throat. No fever.) I woke up in the middle of the night with a strange feeling. I exhaled and found it strange that I could see my breath. I exhaled again to see if I was really seeing my breath or not and I was. As my mind started to come out of the fog of sleep, I realized one of my legs was uncovered and I could feel the heat blowing on it and it was definitely not cold enough to see your breath inside! Then the sense of dread came. I had an overwhelming feeling to look at my door. I slowly turned my head on it's side and saw a strange object in the corner of my room. I had a chair in the corner by the door. At first, I thought it was just the chair. But the longer I looked at it, I realized that my bed was too high up to see the chair while laying flat on my back, which meant something was pearched on top of it. I had a bad sense- like something bad was happening or that someone wanted to hurt me. Confused and scared, I sat up and tried to try to discern what it was. As soon as I sat completely upright, it shot off the top of my chair and opened itself up (it unfolded its wings from its sides) at the foot of my roommates bed. It was a huge black bird with huge plumed wings. The wingspan was probably 3ft. As soon as it had opened, it promptly flew into the mirror on the wall beside it and disappeared. I ripped my covers off and started screaming my roommate's name. I thought I had died in my sleep and the bird of death came to take me away. I never did get back to sleep that night. Thankfully, I never saw the bird again afterwards.
I'm not saying this is related but after this occurred my health took a bad turn for the worse. I recovered from my cold (it was just a head cold) but I developed a serious case of pneumonia that landed me in the hospital roughly a month later. Even after recieving antibiotics, it took me about three months before I fully recovered my strength...
Has anyone else seen anything similar? Am I just crazy? I feel this was not sleep paralysis as I was able to move and I've never had sleep paralysis before. I am also sure I was completely conscious. I also want to make a point that this bird was 3D- like an actual giant bird. I could make out the feathers on it.