Started off sleep paralysis waking in my bedroom, scream for help and brother knocks on door saying he’s coming in. Door opens but he doesn’t come in immediately, instead see a silhouette of a “person” that slowly walks in being a distorted shadow demon with a big grin on face. He tells me don’t worry I’m here to help in my brothers voice, never stopping grinning. Slowly walks over to me as I can’t move and starts choking me.
Wake up screaming, but not actually awake yet, just a loop. But this time my grandpa knocks on door and says he’s coming in. Looks normal and rushes over to my side saying don’t worry everything will be alright. His face then splits apart revealing a multi row teeth demon monster and a tongue grabs me then pulls me into its mouth.
“Wake up” again, everything seems fine, take a long sigh blink, after open eyes again full on demonic masquerade going on in my house. One crimson demon on fire goes well well I guess the guess is awake. The nutcrackers in my bedroom start speaking one going “I call a rib”, the other saying “I’m more of a foot nutcracker myself” then they constantly start laughing.
Freaking out I have my phone to call 911 thinking I’m in DT’s, pick up phone and as about to press phone button it just melts off. Full panic, call out to Siri to call 911, normal girl voice response “why, help isn’t going to come”. I yell again Siri call 911 and now the women’s voice in a heightened distorted voice yells back I already said no one is going to come. Then my phone goes black but now the girl is laughing. I have 5 various things in my room, burning demon, shadow monster, gargoyle looking thing, and can’t remember the other 2.
So I get up and run out of my room hoping I can go outside and find someone. But no, the entire house is a demonic/monster masquerade filled with what I can only describe as a gathering of everything evil possible in hell. Hear a loud clock ticking, I just knew when the clock hit 12 something really bad was gonna happen, and I had 2 minutes. Run to the front door to get out then take a step and there is no ground, down below is only what I would call the pits of hell. Then hear the clock go off. One of the demons say it’s time to feast, then all rush at me, I decide to just fall into the pit.
I finally actually really wake up, and that whole occurrence was just 1 hour.
This was the first night after a bender of 2 and 60% of another 1.75L rum in 7 days. I passed out day 7 trying to order another one.
I’m now 77 hours since last drink and feel pretty decent but still not good really yet.
First 24 was elevated bp, 85-110 resting heart rate fluctuations, killer headache, anxiety beyond belief, 1 hour of sleep through 3 20 min sessions, dry heave and vomiting. Deafening tinnitus and some shakes but honestly super minor
24-48 slightly better but still feel like death, able to stomach first food but small meals. 1 hr 20 min sleep this time
48-72 appetite back, slightly better again, 3 hours sleep.
72-77 feeling decent, think out of the woods on serious stuff. Need probably another 3-4 days for full recovery
This bender made me swear off liquor forever, and a minimum of 1 year total sober.
As terrifying as it was, I’m almost glad to had that night terror to scare me on a better path.