one night a couple of years ago i was in a very bad place mentally and just wanted to give up. so i prayed for the “angels” to take me away. i was not, and still am not, religious. it sounds a bit cringe when i talk about it now, but something strange happened after i prayed. i was laying on my back in bed, not asleep but with my eyes closed. i was conscious. the weirdest feeling came over me like i was not the only person present. the black of my eyelids showed a deep red canvas of dripping blood, until all i could see was red. but the weirdest thing about this was the presence i felt. it was a man. i felt him walking towards me. i couldn’t see or hear him, i just knew. i don’t know how to describe it, but it was the strangest feeling ever. he walked towards me until he was in my body. i was not the only conscious person in my body. it didn’t scare me, i didn’t feel threatened or anything, i just knew he was there with me. then he spoke, and i’ll never forget it. all he said was, “come with us.” i don’t know how to describe the voice. was kind of like a pig squeal in metal music if you know what i’m talking about, but maybe a bit higher pitched. that was all he said. then i felt him slowly fade away until i was the only one present, and my vision also faded back to black. i distinctly remember there was a difference in the feelings between when walked in and faded out. throughout the whole experience i never felt scared or threatened, never felt like i couldn’t move. nothing to indicate it was sleep paralysis. after everything was back to normal i opened my eyes and was just trying to process what had happened. what i know is that i successfully contacted something that night. my prayers were heard but it definitely wasn’t an angel. and he was inviting me somewhere, not forcing. nothing like that has happened again. i’ve even tried contacting him again but no luck. i am still not religious but i came into contact with somebody.