Thanks, Leah. There really are some people around like that. Just don't stand too close to her for that's how she gains her energy!
Some psychic vampires have extraordinary abilities and powers. They can "come out of body" and pay a "visit." (The visitation is akin to the "Old Hag" syndrome of folklore.)
These attacks are terrifying to those who have had them. The victim feels as though they're being suffocated by a "presence" sitting on their chest. The terror is so much so that it is paralyzing. (Hearing the sound of footsteps, or sandpaper prior to the attack is common.)
I myself have experienced this type of visitation twice; as a teen and just a few years ago. Thankfully my visitor didn�t make it to my chest, but it has an ironic ending.
It was �in the middle of the night�, when I �awoke� to the sound of footsteps and felt the most horrific presence right there next to my bed. I was absolutely terrified and confused. At first I thought that maybe someone broke into my house and was standing over me; I didn�t know what they were going to do.
I was scared to death and I couldn�t move� I was paralyzed. My heart was pounding right out of my chest. Somehow I was able to peek through one eye, at least I think I did, and what I saw almost defies words. It was not a physical human presence, and the only way I can concisely describe what I perceived to have seen, is that it looked somewhat like Blackbeard the pirate. (I know it seems funny.) But whoever or whatever it was by the side of my bed was nothing but pure EVIL. That I could feel. I had to overcome my fear and terror and I remember saying somewhere inside me, �just move, Michelle, move anything�a hand, a foot, anything, just move something!� Somehow, and I don�t know how, I was able to alter my consciousness and break free by moving �and like that it was gone! (It sounds easy, but it wasn�t.)
I was a wreck afterwards and scared-to-death to go to sleep for some time. I will end this �visitation� experience by saying this: I have no idea what came to visit me that evening, or who may have sent it. Now for the irony. No sooner than two weeks later did I almost die because of an unsuspected ectopic pregnancy. Perhaps what I saw was not so much an "Old Hag" but the "Angel of Death." Or perhaps it really was Blackbeard because the name of the street I lived on was named after him. (I searched for any local �lore� if Blackbeard had indeed visited the area when he was alive, but was unable to find any information.)
I sincerely hope your friend doesn't have that kind of ability. But if she does and you are attacked like I described, somehow find the way to alter your conscious and move a part of your body, whether a hand or foot. Any bodily movement will break "the spell" and send the presence packing.
