I awoke the next day and brought the occurrence up to my wife, she sat confused and listened. After I was done, she quickly brought up something strange.

You see, every week day she wakes up at 7am to get our kids off to school and watches' 3 neighbor children. She baby sits Monday through Friday. She said in the morning when she came down stairs she was surprised when she found me asleep on the couch with the front door wide open. Never, ever would leave the door open, especially while I was sleeping! My routine every night before I sleep is to lock the deadbolt of the front door.

The rest of the day was a blur. I spent most my time going over and over what could have happened. I discovered midday a perfect circular hole on the center of my bottom gums. It was fresh, new and not a sore. I recalled the invisible sensation of whatever stopped me from biting myself the night before. Could that have done this? Left this mark?

Night fell; I got nervous, I went over and over the story again with my wife in our bed with the lights on. While talking to her I nervously played with my pillow, the pillow I slept with the night of the attack. The very same pillow that my head was forced to lay on as I was assaulted. The pillow was feather downed with a white pillow cover over it.

As I tumbled it between my hands the cover slightly came off. I caught a glimpse of something odd on the actual skin of the pillow. I peeled back the rest of the pillow case only to be shocked. My pillow was drenched in what looked to be blood, fresh blood. It was all over, covered in blotches. It looked as if an autopsy had taking place on it. An animal skinned maybe.

I was horrified, insane with thoughts, "could this be real?" How could this be? Why me? I still have the pillow. It's hard to look at; as it reminds me of the night it happened. Forever am I scarred, never to know what was in my house on that night?

I need to know, I must know. But how do I go about it? Who do I tell? Will they think I'm crazy? I know it wasn't a dream! I watched that clock all the way through the event. 3:16am when it released me, the time continued. It happened in real time! That's not a dream. It does not explain the blood on my pillow? And the perfect hole in my lip the next day? And the front door wide open?

The very next day I somehow remembered a dream I have had over and over since childhood but never got to see the complete dream. After the "happening" It was for the first time complete and recallable.

The dream was of me on a hill looking over a pathway and a forest behind it. Blacked out were the trees in the forest. I could only make out the tree's silhouettes. In front of the forest on the pathway I witnessed a column of what looked to be people, single file walking from right to left in my view towards an unknown light which started on the left side of my peripheral. As I watched silently at this event the dream was stopped as a looming figure approached me quickly on my left, I felt panicked. The dream ended. But for once I remembered it.

Please feel free to ask any questions you might have in regards to this event. Any advice or comments will be very welcomed. I just feel I deserve to know the Truth. I need to know. I will be sending this to a variety of people of interest in the hopes of finding the truth.

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