I have had a recurring dream my entire life involving the dark man. I may sound crazy, but something about this dream is different than any other dream I have. I�m starting to think there�s something to it and I�d like to know if it strikes a chord with anyone else.
I live out in the country surrounded by woods, so at night it is dark and quiet. I�ve lived there for 26 years. The only light is the street light in the driveway. All of my life I�ve had an inexplicable fear of the back corner of our property. Something down there scares the crap out of me. Anyway, in my dream, it�s nighttime and I am in the driveway under the street light. I�m alone and it�s completely quiet except for the frogs and crickets. At first there is no wind and it is muggy and hot. But then, from the back of the property comes a howl like a wolf. All the crickets and frogs stop and the wind picks up fiercely. Then (I know this is bizarre but follow me) a man dressed like a Tibetan monk grabs my shoulder and says the following verbatim: �He is coming, but do not fear him. If you do, his eyes will take you.� He then returns to a circle of men in monk garb and joins in a weird chant with them.
Then I look back towards the woods and a black wind sweeps through the trees. The monks chant louder and he appears. The best way I can describe him is that the wind took the form of a man with some sort of wide brim hat (totally creeps me out to read everyone else mentioning the hat).
Two things I should mention is that he seemed to have no form at all, just a shade or something. Kinda� smoke like, but shaped sorta like a man. He was more than just dark. It�s like he was a walking black hole or something. The other thing was his eyes. He never spoke, just drifted up to me. Face to face. His eyes were burning red (not green like a lot of other accounts). He just stared into my eyes and even though I couldn�t make out a mouth, he seemed to be smiling.
Just then I heard a baby screaming and he vanished. That�s when I awake.
There are other dreams I have about him, but that�s the basis of my experience. Always there is a child, and always there are people dressed as monks chanting. I�ve never been a fanatic for premonitions or dream phenomenon, but I�m starting to think there is something to this thing. Get back to me on that.
The dark man has tormented my dreams my entire life. I thought I was crazy, but I have read too many accounts of him from others that seemed to match my own a little too closely. I�m no paranormal fanatic. Anyone who knows me knows that I�m a very logical guy. I search for physical proof and scientific explanation, but these dreams seem so real it�s as if they are actually happening. No sleep paralysis, just the dark man. Darker than dark. As if he were a walking black hole of light and of all existence.
If you look at a tree and he steps (or hovers) in front of it, it�s as if the tree no longer exists. Nothing can be made out but a silhouette of a smoky shape of a man with some sort of wide brim hat. He has burning red eyes like flames flickering.
In my first dream encounter with him, I was told by a man dressed as a monk, �He is coming, but do not fear him. If you do his eyes will take you. He fears you because you are the most evil thing he knows.� I don�t know what that meant, but then again it was a dream. All sorts of weird crap can happen. But at that moment I heard a howl and the wind swept through the trees and then he appeared. He got within inches of my face and stared into my soul. At first I was terrified, but I remembered the man�s words, and was no longer afraid. That got a strange reaction from him. He smiled, but had no mouth. I could feel his anger at me. Then a baby screamed in the distance and I awoke in a cold sweat.
Since then I have encountered him several times in my dreams. I�m always trying to find the screaming baby before he does. Once I had the baby in my arms running through the woods to get to a monastery where the monk (the same one) told me that I was late, but I must take the child to the altar. The dark man appeared, but didn�t lift a finger to stop me, just smiled his mouthless smile and looked to the horizon as I placed the child on the altar. Then a wall of fire miles high swept over the sea and enveloped all that I could see. The same red as his eyes was now all I could see. I awoke to find that nothing was left but a barren beach and an infinite ocean. The rest of the world was gone and everyone else in it save for me and a few of the people who had followed me to the monastery. The child and the dark man were gone forever, until recently and only briefly.
Someone tell me I�m not going crazy. Get back to me.
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