This is an extension of my story Strange Things Go Bump in the Night
Last night I was lying in bed and I started seeing blurred images in my mind. Three different "spirits" came forth. First it was just a close up of a face. Then I started seeing full images. It was a light-skinned black woman in her late 20's or early 30's. She didn't speak to me much in words. It was mostly just images. I was seeing her death. She was in this container filled with blood-stained water with some sort of clear Plexiglas top. I kept seeing her face up against the Plexiglas. I don't think she drowned though. I believe she was shot in the head before being put into this container. For what purpose, I do not know. Her boyfriend or husband is the one that killed her. She's always sad now and I think it's because the boyfriend/husband wasn't found guilty of her murder.
The second image I started seeing was a little white boy between the age of 4 and 6 wearing blue jeans and cowboy boots. He mumbled a lot. Not really saying full sentences; things like, "My toys" and "Not alone". He was actually already talking while I was seeing images of the black woman. He sounded like he was talking to himself most of the time. I didn't really understand the rest of what he was saying. I asked him if he saw a light. He responded "No light" "I can't find it". I told him to just keep looking. Then he started saying, "God sees" "He chose you" "Soldiers are coming" "I want angel wings". He kept mumbling more things I couldn't really understand. I think he was talking to himself again though.
The last image I began to see was an old woman. She had to be in her late 80's or so. She, like the boy and the black woman, was already "walking around" while I was talking to the boy like she was waiting on me to finish with him. I believe she is the woman that said to me "Trent, we can hear everything you're saying" the other night. I think it was her because she said it right after "dirty" thoughts came into my mind, and it just sounds like something an older woman would do. She didn't really say much. I believe she was looking for her husband. She wants to find him before she can move on. She didn't say much else to me-nothing of importance that I can remember.
I would have really thought this was all my imagination, but it all went away just as quick as it came. After the old woman left, there weren't any other images or voices that came to me. I didn't have any thoughts of them after they left. It was just peaceful thinking before I went to sleep.