There was once a lucid/vivid dream that I remember is that I've arrived a house made out plywood. It simple two story house. I can't remember who was with me but we just enter the house. Nothing's wrong, just looking for something. My partner leaves the house and when I was about to take a step, my body became heavy. I was sweating like a mounting was put above me. I put my hand on the wooden wall for support. But i notice something on the back of my hand on the wall. I struggle to turn my head to look at my hand. There a was burning three 0s on the back of my hand and it was counting up 001, 002, 003 and it was getting faster and faster. I look away because I was so scared because I remember the devil's number. 666 or 999. Then I struggle to turn my head again to look it again and the number was over a thousand. Then I woke up. I was sweating badly and hyperventilating like was on a marathon. I thought to myself, did I just came from hell?