Nightmares

I am an Angel

My Korean family and I were at a house event with a bunch of people all dressed up nicely. And I got this flashback of my "brother" who passed away when he was young. It was at this house in the basement when they summoned a demon to sacrifice his soul for some odd reason. So I believe this house is definitely haunted. While at the event there was this guy who kept nagging me hugging me from behind and trying to kiss me without my consent. I couldn't stand it anymore and I threw champagne on his face along with his friend for harassing me and then I went around yelling asking if anyone cares about what I think. until around me went silent and I couldn't hear any voices but the energy coming from the basement when I walked past by it. 

I started to yell I know what happened here and that's when all the attention came to me. The owner asks do you really remember? And yes I do remember it all. They brought me down there with my "mom". As I walked down there the energy shifted into a freezing cold temperature and it looked like a normal furnished basement. But then there's this room with no door and when you look into it it's just pitch black which looks like a cave to the bottom of the earth. When I look towards the right I see five kids just sitting there looking towards us three staring at us with their cold glare. One of them was my "brother". 

It must've been the flashback I had in full motion. The owner says this may be scary but try your best to not freak out I know it can be overwhelming. She started rattling a stick with bells while chanting and the more she did it the more I felt a spike of energy in the room shift it was shaking the entire floor. Suddenly this large figure appeared to be a demon in bright red with a goat skull as a face walking towards, from the deep hole underneath the ground it was speaking in its tongue language and the owner was responding back while pointing at my "brother". As he was walking closer to us his only focus was my "brother", it seemed like he was a sacrifice. He grabbed by his scalp and dragged him to the wall on the right side of me and just evaporated into the wall with my "brother" leaving a dark red stain on the wall that was covered up when I first came down. After the ritual, the ghost machine started to act up and we were hearing voices "help me, help me" but it only worked when it was pointed directly straight towards me.

The owner says this has never worked before because they didn't know how it worked and the machine was 300 years old that was left down here when they moved in. She looked straight at me and said "You must be an angel in disguise trying to hide." I didn't understand anything until more little kids started to appear just staring at me and pointing at me. I felt this yellow aura that was illuminating from me as if god was watching over me. Suddenly we all heard knocking from upstairs from the social event. They were starting to get irritated by our disappearance. when they opened the door with a huge yellow talisman with red lettering on I, the children started to walk towards it as if they just opened the door for the deceased spirits. But these drunk obnoxious people came down swinging on them and somehow punching them, I'm not even sure how that was possible but they were physically going into fistfights with them. 

I ran upstairs so quickly. I started to realize that I am truly an angel. I have such a strong spiritual connection to my grandpa who was a monk before he passed away. I feel his presence when stuff gets dark guiding me to the right path and enlightening my soul into being sweet and kind. I wasn't scared at all. This wasn't my first nightmare, it was one of fifty-plus nightmares I've had since he passed away back in 2021. I am glad that I am fierce and strong. I hope you guys enjoy this first nightmare of mine. Many more to come!