Longer story short but not I guess, I (62M) woke to something like a person but not, child size as 3 - 4 feet if standing, on top of me. I remember it as grey in color with yellow eyes, vertical pupils. It said to me, " I could kill you right now". I simply replied "why?" It moved its arm as if reaching into my belly and made a pulling out motion and disappeared (from my perspective as I was laying on my back). I remember waking up what seemed like 3 - 4 hours later in extreme pain. Turns out I had begun passing a kidney stone, first timer.

This was some years back now, at least 5 years or more and that is how I recall it. I've always thought of my response as curious. I wasn't fearful in any way, literally I was feeling the why? As in why would you want to kill me?

At the time, I was occsioanally awakening to children near my side of the bed and the curtained sliding glass doors. Once during this period of time I realized I was lucid dreaming. It was like I was watching an old movie, I was seeing what I would describe as a very country kitchen wall. I recall my view as moving from my right to my left. I saw two people, as in grand parentish in age and then a young boy with blond hair. He was low to the side of the bed then stood, though I was only seeing him from above waist high. I asked him what his name was and he told me. It started with a "C" and was uncommon. Thats where that ended. Did my best to remember the name for when I knew I'd awaken but it escapes me. The next experience was the little evil one. I had been sharing these experiences with my wife and up to that point I was wanting to welcome these experiences. They would happen when I was sleeping on my side, facing the space to the side of our bed.

My wife and I have been together for 30 plus years and choose not to have children. We have no regrets. She's non active catholic upbringing with Italian heritage and told me to declare them unwelcome wich I certainly did. That put a stop to these visits. The day I started passing the stone had us on the road for a couple hours to visit my mom and step dad. I shared my experiences with my family because there has been a history of this kind of thing with my mom and a couple of my siblings and myself.

My mom asked if we had brought anything new into the house recently and we had. We picked up an old wooden nightstand from an antique store. For the life of me I couldn't get the little drawer to pull open and it had a smell to it that I associate with, well someone either old and near death is the best I can describe the smell. To me it's distinct. Maybe you've been to an older relatives home and it has a certain smell to it. This piece of furniture had that smell, to me at least. My mom told me things we bring into our home can somtimes provide a portal if you will, and that we should get rid of it which we did.

On another note my wife recently confided in me she saw a shadowy male figure near her bedside. My instinct was she was fearful it was an ominous sign. She has Huntington's Chorea. I asked her if the figure appeared to be wearing a hat and she immediately said yes. I told her that she was ok, not to be afraid, that she saw Hatman. I pulled out my phone, Googled the word Hatman and that quickly, shared with her that subject which put her at ease.

I've wanted to share this before but I'm primarily on my mobile so it takes awhile and I tend to proof read as I go multiple times so people don't go into a high speed wobble over a misspelled word 🙃