Under pressure...

Before I left California for the bright lights of Vegas. I lived with several friends, Tony, Sean and Johnny. 4 twenty something guys living in a 2 bedroom one bath apartment. It was glorious to say the least. One of the best times of my life.

So one drunken night, the others thought that it would be fun to play with a Ouija board. And what fun it was... for them. Silly me I was at work and had no idea what was going on. Well by the time I actually got home form work, Johnny was playing a video game with Sean and Tony had passed out. Which was fine as I shared a room with Tony so I just went into bed. Tony was out of it, I turned on the light and he did not even move. This made me chuckle as he would be badly hung over in the morning, and it was always much fun to mess with him when he was in that state.

As I got into bed Tony all of a sudden turned over, I don't mean slowly but like he jumped and flipped over... Well OK fine, as so as my head hit the pillow I started to dose off.

Well I was in a deep sleep as I remember I was dreaming at the time, what woke me up is I felt some one sit on the edge of my bed. I told Tony to go back into his bed, sometimes when he was drunk he forgot where his bed was... very funny as we all slept in twin beds. Anyway, No response was given and I was about to sit up when I felt a pressure on my chest and it started to push down on me. I was finding it hard to draw a breath and the pressure just kept pushing me further into the bed. I felt the bed give a little on the other side of me and the pressure increased even more.

At this point it was impossible for me to inhale or exhale as all the air had been pushed out of my lungs. I tried to move my arms to get away and I could not move them either. I really began to try and move... I could do nothing to get away from it. I took the only option, at least in my mind, that I had open to me. I prayed, I prayed for protection, I prayed for mercy, I even prayed that this thing would not touch anyone else... And it was gone, so fast that I actually threw my self up out of bed and landed on the floor.

I sat there for a moment, thanking God for his mercy... Tony looked up at me and asked: Did it get you too? And passed back out...

I cussed him out for three days straight before I found out about the Ouija board... Then I cussed the three of them out...

I stayed in that room for a few more weeks and that was the only event on Adams Street as we call it now.

Still kinds of creeps me out...