In the summer of 2017, I began experiencing astral journeys. During the last three weeks of August, I would visit a place in space where I would observe groups of people talking to each other. In the last week, a blonde woman caught my attention. I immediately felt that she had knowledge of me and a strong emotional connection. I approached the group and stood next to the woman, asking her, “Who are all these people?” She replied, “We are all experiencing what you are currently experiencing, the astral realm.”

Suddenly, the woman and everyone in the group became frightened and started looking behind me. I asked what was happening, and she pointed above me, while they all looked terrified. I turned around and looked up, spotting a shadow figure observing all of us. It was a dark figure with red eyes and a hat.

I felt a deep unease seeing the terrified expressions on the faces of the people. Without hesitation, I moved towards the black Hatman to confront him, but before I could touch him, he disappeared from the plane. I tried to chase after him and saw the face of a well-known man in his office. We engaged in a verbal fight, and he began to smile. Suddenly, I lost consciousness amid the astral experience, unable to return to my physical body.

The next morning, when I woke up, my body was acting differently from the commands my mind was trying to send. I visualized the man laughing in my mind, while involuntarily, I was compelled to harm myself. Despite my efforts to resist, my anger grew, leading me to kick a chair that had a pair of sunglasses on it. The sunglasses cut my finger, resulting in a need for surgery. The surgeons performed 40 internal stitches and 20 external stitches to rebuild the extensor sinew in my index finger.

The scar on my finger is now a prominent mark. At that time, no one believed me, even though I tried to explain that it was related to the entity. Nobody listened or offered help, leaving me alone to deal with my troubled mind. Since then, I have never experienced a conscious dream in the past six years. Every night, I lose consciousness and wake up with aches and confusion about my whereabouts and what is happening.

This lack of dreams complicates my daily life significantly.