Working in northern Oklahoma, doing oilfield electrical work, our crew of about 8 guys got a house out in the woods with a pond out back. When we first drove up to the 2 story house it was like the oerfect summer get away, even though we were working 10-12 hours a day sometimes 7 days a week we would find time to fish or sit out on the deck at night looking at the stars. It was nice, at first...
Walking into the big empty house there was one thing on, a decorative chirstmas angel that plugged into the wall and lit up. Just sitting on the floor proped up against the wall, creepy. It freaked the guys out, back and forth they would argue about who kept plugging it in but nobody would own up to it. The second day i fell terribly ill, throwing up at work and sweating in the summer heat i was dehydrated by 11 and was taken to the hospital for a couple liters of fluid. Now i dont know what all to take into account so im just going thru what i remember. I was stuck at the house while everyone else was at work, just me and the angel. It was put away the day before and when i went downstairs to get it drink there it was, right where it had been the first day, plugged in and glowing.
When i was finally well avain i was in the small little town talking with some locals at a gas station when i told them where we were staying and thats when the guy looked like he had seen a ghost, rightly so, there had been a murder suicide in the house and it has been up for sale for a couple years but nobody wanted anything to do with it despite how great the set up was.
It wasnt till i experienced possesion that understood what its like to lose control, over my body, my thoughts, or even emotions, i was taken.
After a long day at work me and my buddy were in our room chatting, sitting on our beds at opposite ends of the room. I laid my head down and felt a heavy haze come over me, you know, that feeling of one foot in this world and the other floating in dreamland, then i head foot steps and giggling. "Heheehe, i see i see, he, there, shhh hehehe lets have some fun, shshh he will hear us". Too late, i hear them but its not people, its little mice. Why amy i hearing little feet and little voices sounding like they are plotting on me, coming for me..from inside my own head?!
I tried to raise up and get my friend but i couldnt speak and he is terrified, i can see it in his face from the light of the lamp on the end table across from him. Thats when i left, or the world left, im not sure the specifics other than i could not deny i and everything around me was burning, furious flames all around and i was stuck in it too, a deeeep and hopless kind of stuck. I was fighting as hard as i could to come back, i realized later after my friend told me from his point of view that he saw me lie down and then start talkimg in two fifferent voices to myself then violently start thrashing my head on the pillow, and thats when i remember sitting up but unable to do anything. He was still weirded out about it the next day because he didnt want to talk about it. He said, "dude you raised up and said 'turm off that light!' but when i went to get up it went off my itself! It scared tf out of me and i ran to the bathroom amd locked the door, i slept in there man, what happened to you??" what happened to me is i remembered my saviour and called out for him from a demonic possession and he pulled me out, plain and simple. I called and he came, he died so i could live, because without him i would have likely been body snatched by two little evil rats looking to cause trouble.
