Rate this encounter: Rita - Avon, Indiana - April 20, 2009

I had a dream that a demon was trying to possess me, but I kept praying to God that the demon would leave me alone. It would enter people I have known throughout my life and it would manifest in different physical ways, such as if it was in their body and you could see their flesh and their arms and face move as if something was inside them causing their body to distort. I prayed and I prayed for God to protect them and to cast the demon from their bodies.

This dream would continue even though I would wake up and I was so afraid to go back to sleep, but I would go back to sleep, and the dream would continue. The last time it had entered into someone, a man from my past, but I couldn't remember who after I woke up. He was wearing a ring of some sort, large with a deep red stone, so deep it appeared to be black. As I prayed and begged God to protect him from this demon, it was as if something dark left his body and a beautiful golden light surrounded him. After that the dream was just a bunch of garbled things, a church, and old friends and places I had been in my lifetime.

The next day I had been taking care of my Guinea Pigs and they were all in good health and whistling and chipping like normal. When my daughter got home from school we went to the store. Before we left I fed them a little snack and we left. We were gone about an hour and when we got home I went to see my pigs because they whistle when they hear me come in. When I looked in their pen, one of them was dead. I screamed in fear and confusion because of her psychical appearance. She was fat and happy when we left, but she looked as if her insides were gone, she was flat and skinny, not bony, but like she was empty. There were no signs of blood or injuries, but her face looked as if she had started to decompose. One eye had sunk deep into her head and her teeth were barred as if something had pulled her face back, like an animal who had been dead for a week or so. There was nothing that they could have gotten in to and no one or nothing could have done anything to her. She was still warm and limp, and her front feet looked like she had scraped the flesh off of them.

They don't have a cage, I keep them in an old bathtub and there was nothing she could have hurt herself on. I have two other pigs that also shared their home, and they're fine. I've had many pets, guinea pigs mostly, but I have never seen anything like this in my life and I'm no spring chicken. I screamed out of fear because of her physical appearance, and then I cried because I felt as if I hadn't protected her, and I was very sad because she was dead. I know there is no logical answer for her death, and her appearance, and I have called vets and pet shops, but no one could come up with a reasonable explanation. I can't help but think it had to do with my dream. I am saddened by her death ,but I'm also a little afraid and very curious as to what could have happened to her. Her name was Honey, and I miss her. I'm looking for someone who could help me make some sense of it. I would definitely appreciate and would welcome any ideas of this horrific death of my pig and the possible connection it could have had with my dream.