Last night in our room, I woke up and saw a man squatted down checking his crotch. He was moving, and I was nearly paralyzed with fear. I told Phil and he said No, nobody there. But it was so clear. I was scared to pass by him and leave the bedroom, but I did, and I went into my own bed, trying to tell myself this is a hypno hallucination. Went in there this morning, and it's a pile of clothes hanging out of a laundry basket. Another nightmare, like seeing the mouse crawl up my bed by my head.
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