In May I visited Indonesia for the first time. While coming back from some wild night at 3 am to my hotel room. (which was a suite) with my buddy and i in the suiite, sharing.

I lie down, staring at the ceiling waiting for the usual drift of sleep to overcome me, as I was kinda restless.......suddenly there was this MASSIVE weight on my chest. And I felt the prescence of a man like on me, I quickly turn around to see if my buddy is anywhere near----he's passed out on his bed across the suite. I swear Im YELLING his name out like someone shot me, but not even a syllable comes out.

It was the worst 20 seconds ever.....couldnt move, barely could breathe....and the funny thing is....when I was younger my mother would complain all the time about this...I was like "ok..must be the boogeyman "

but now i know there's some fucked up dimension out there we can't see yet!