I experienced this about a year ago. I've almost never had goose bump shit happen to me. It was at a time nothing was going on in my life, just day to day living.
I had a series of dreams about two nights apart from each other. In it was me and one man. Picture him as a 35ish, tall, fair skinned almost bald headed guy who would be perfect as one of the inbred locals in 'Deliverance'.
He did nothing but look at me and occasionally give a crack lip smile and was usually sitting. His eyes never left me. There was never any sound in the dreams, nor a single word. The feeling I got immediately from him was the most pure evil one could face, evil like I had not seen, felt, or even imagined before.
Throughout the dreams I would be doing something simple like piddling around and I'd just keep an eye on him. His evil settled in my bones it was so strong. I don't know how long the dreams were, but not quick to be sure.
After waking from the first dream, I just lay there thinking things like 'Holy Shit', over and over. After the second or third I kind of hated to go to bed. I don't remember how many there were, I guess five or six.
I've had plenty of nightmares and this was not like any nightmare I've ever had. He left quickly as he came and hasn't returned. I still think of him often, he's left an imprint on me.



