I was aware enough to realize that I was stuck in a state of sleep paralysis, and I struggled to move any part of my body and wake up the rest of the way. While I did so, the thing kept mauling and tearing into my shoulder; knowing it was a dream didn't make it hurt less. I silently commanded myself "get up, there's nothing there." I heard from over my left shoulder in response, in a gravelly, muffled voice of a hellish creature with its mouth partially full, feeling the breath of every word on the back of my neck, "YOU'RE RIGHT, NOTHNG HERE." At that I finally gasped and rolled over onto on empty bed in my empty room, my shoulder mercifully intact and uneaten.
That was a couple of hours ago; I immediately went into the kitchen, had some coffee, and played with the cats for a bit. I should get more sleep, but NOT JUST NOW thankyouverymuch.
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