CHAPTER III - Tale 10: The awakening

I am standing in the kitchen holding the cabinet door and thinking: "I haven't felt good in a while, it seems like I'm in love, but with whom? Wait... I'm not alone!"

I am having a vision...

- Just now you noticed? - he answers.

I feel a strong, large presence on my left side. I raise my shoulders in fear...

- You do not need to be afraid. I am here, and you are there! I can do nothing! - he speaks again.

I think: "Oh my God! So is he the man who talks to me in my mind?".

- I am a spirit! And spirits have no form.... - he explains.

He turns into a gray cloud and then acquires the human form.

- I have this shape because I know this shape pleases you!

He projects himself as a man, tall, handsome, strong, with brown eyes and brown hair. I thought it was my imagination.

"I don't think I'm fine! I'm going to crochet to distract myself, " - I thought, scared and I ran to the bedroom.

I sat on the bed and leaned against the pillows. My back hurt a little. He approaches. He slides over me from feet to neck and kisses me with madness. I like that. I feel hot. I close my eyes and find myself cuddling with him, reciprocating his caresses and pulling his hair hard. I feel desire and the kiss ardently: "No! I cannot!"- I think opening my eyes.

I get out of bed and watch TV in the living room.

"I think it will pass! How strange... it seems that I already know him, I'm not afraid of him. But why do I welcome him?" - I reflect, really puzzled.

I went to bed. I woke up early, it was still dark. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I was all wet with sweat, but it wasn't hot. Lately I've been getting tired.

"Curious… it looks like I've been with someone, but with whom? How? My husband slept in the living room! - I think, going back to bed.

For days I have had good thoughts, as if I were daydreaming. He always appears romantic and affectionate. This time he brought me flowers! What a beautiful vision!

And he made a shower of flowers for me!

We walked hand in hand; we sat hugging each other under a tree, chatting. In the vision I am in love with him!

"I don't know when you arrived, I just know you're doing me good. I also don't know how you found me and why you came." - I daydream.

Night came and I went to bed. He comes sliding over me and entices me. His presence is strong. A desire rises... I can't take it anymore, I want him! I close my eyes! He pops into my mind and I kiss him. Finally we hooked up...

Every night he calls me. He's very good! at... Your caresses are perfect... you know my body well.

"But he has no body… How does he tease me so much then? Imagine if you had one! How could this be happening?" - I wonder scared.

The days passed. He was good company to me. We talked a lot and sometimes he would lie beside me just to look at me.

- If I die, will we meet?

- No, those who die do not stay here, they go elsewhere. - he explains to me.

He shows me a beautiful landscape. A yellow sun, mountains and flowers.

- For us to keep meeting you have to stay here on Earth. I am here! - he continues.

- Do you love me? - I ask, being sure of the answer.

- I do.

- You are lying!

- If I were lying, you would know.

- I love you...

He hugs me with a faraway look, as if he can't stay with me. But why? We love each other! He gives me a vision...

I see people chained to spirits. Most do not know they have handcuffs, but some do and don't care. These spirits have fun at the expense of family quarrels, sadness and lust. All this under the command of a larger, strong, and extremely evil entity; he encourages them to provoke suffering, to suck up energies, and to treat humans as properties. I realize that some spirits like male bodies, others female bodies, and there are others that like both bodies.

I look at my wrists, and I don't see handcuffs. He could have put handcuffs on me, but he didn't.

"I'm with you because I want to!" - I told him in the vision.

He looks sad, rubs his hand on my face and says nothing. Again that blank look. He puts his hand on my shoulder and lowers his head. I have another vision...

His friends laugh, but deep down they find my conscious interaction with the spirit world interesting.

On Saturday I go to the hairdresser. I'm sitting waiting for somebody to see me. He arrives with momentum, I even jump off the chair. It is a spirit with a very strong presence. I ask, curious: "How did you find me here?"

He shows me a thin golden rope...

- I can find you anywhere! - he replies firmly.

He kisses my neck, I can feel his lips, his tongue, his desire. There is a connection between us... but how and when was it made?

The next morning, I go for a walk and suddenly feel my spirit leaving my body...

I see the spirit world: it is the same, but black-robed entities were passing through the place.

I return to my body.

I thought, intrigued: "How did I do that? I went there and came back in a heartbeat! And I'm not afraid, how strange!".

In the afternoon, he arrives.

"Where have you been? And when he doesn't stay with me, what does he do?" - I wonder.

I see a person behind a table...

- You are spying on the spirit world! Be careful! You may see things you will not like! There are places even I do not go! - he scolds me and leaves.

The next day, as soon as he arrives, I ask him:

- How did you get to me? How did you find me in this world?

He gives me a vision...

He comes towards me and stands behind, watching me. I'm in the office working among hundreds of books and stroking the doll I just got from my husband. He begins to prepare the execution of the plan. A bible appears, and I am praying with my forehead upon it, with a broken heart before God. He finds it curious and keeps analyzing me. He takes the shape of the doll and decides to talk to me directly. We become friends and he gets confused. He starts to be under pressure, they want him to end what he started, but that is no longer his wish...