I was trying to post this story early as I could, but I was busy with school and work. I already gave out details in my first story, so most readers have an idea or already encountered a shadowy figure. The night was quiet and a little chilly than usual. At 3:a.m., the shadow person came again. Don't know what date, because it comes practically every night now, but last week it was sheer terror. From what I can gather is that the shadow person wants me to sleep. So, it could feed off my dreams. I actually saw him in my dreams, this time I can see him clearly.
The dream was about me trapped in a chamber filled with coal. Then a person from the outside pulls a lever to burn me alive. Then I woke up! Half asleep I was, I saw my arms were a little red. I never encountered any physical damage towards me over the years with a supernatural occurrence.
This shadow person wasn't a demon! It was just a spirit trying to communicate with me of his suffering. He was locked in a chamber and he was burned to death. That's why he looked dark as darkness itself. That's why I couldn't see his face at all the first time, because it was melted off. He was still violent though, even though I felt sorry for him. My own powers filled the pieces together, so this is just my theory. He wants me to burn or he's warning me that someone else is going to. Probably me though, because I was attacked!
I did see him when I was wide awake again standing in the middle of the hallway. This time he had red eyes! I have two candles in my hallways that it seems to form eyes. Funny as it sounds, but the flame took form of a shape of a creatures eyes. (I knew those candles were a bad idea!) Ironically, I thought about my dream and the candles and those two had a connection. Fire! Those candles were lit by the spirit himself. I ran to the hallway to blow out those candles, than I went to the sink to wet the tips on it.
He was furious of what I've done. I can see the smoke taking form of a cloud. Nothing special about it, but I thought it was too huge to be just smoke. 4:00 he went away! Then I fell asleep again, but I could smell sulfur coming from beneath my bed. It was getting hot too! I knew it was just my mind playing tricks on me again. It felt too real, but I guess that's what happens when a person is hyper sensitive as me.
This story is true; sure a lot of detail was present. The first half of this story was a dream, but the second half I was wide awake. Just trying to clarify this, because some people might be lost or confuse reading this story. Trying to simplify it! I tired holy water and the reading the bible in daylight, but it seems he only comes at the witching hour. I should try to rebuke it my bible, see what happens!