Yeah, I was described something like that by someone who was living by themself.
Except it was comforting. She's not Catholic, nor religious at all, but she felt her dead-grandfather lay down in bed with her and she felt, well, she won't talk about that (something like, everything's gonna be alright). But, she was living alone at nursing school and no one ever came to visit her. Soon after, she met me and I came to visit (the day she came back from Christmas break) and slept with her in the bed for six months, until she left nursing school and came to Virginia Beach.

She's un-religious to the point where she says her mother and step-father only go to Church to be seen at Church. And she never lies.