It’s not so much what the dream was about but what happened to me. Okay, in the dream I was sitting in the driver’s seat of my old car. There was no one in the car with me at all. I hadn’t yet started the car when something—not someone, but something—was pulling me by my neck into the backseat of the car. Some sort of force because there was not a person or a creature; there was no physical anything there, just an empty car.
I remember trying with all my might to fight this force that was dragging me into the backseat and I woke up from my dream. When I woke up from my dream, I could not get up. I was literally being held back in my bed from some sort of force. I remember telling everyone it felt like a fridge was sitting on top of my chest because I could not move, and to make things worse, I could not breathe. My breaths were short and very shallow. I would say this happened for what seemed to be a lifetime, but actually was about maybe eight to ten seconds.
I seemed to break free from whatever it was that was holding me down, but this was in reality. It was as if whatever I was dreaming of was actually taken from my dream when I woke up and brought into my world with me. Although this may seem crazy, it actually happened to me and I would love to hear anything at all on what anyone thinks this may have been.