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Demons — Explained by the Science of Sleep
It’s not demons. It’s hypnagogia and sleep paralysis.
I never believed in demons, but that night… that night I had one sitting on my chest.
It was faceless.
It had a woman’s shape.
And it was pure evil.
My flight or fight response was yanked all the way to flight, my amygdala yelling at me “Flight! Flight! Flight! Get out! Now!”
But I couldn’t move. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t fight. I was helpless.
I was paralyzed.
I could just lie there on my back, feeling the immense pressure of that thing, as it sat there, crushing down on me, suffocating me, with a black void where it’s face was supposed to be.
I knew what was going on. Still, I was scared shitless.
Even when you know what’s going on, becoming the victim of what seems to be a demonic attack is horrifying. If you’ve experienced it yourself, you know what I’m talking about. If not, imagine waking up at night, it’s dark around you, and both your voice chords and your body are paralyzed. Only your eyes are under your control. You sense a menacing presence. All of a sudden you feel a weight descending on your chest. You open your eyes, full of anxiety and…
