So I did just that. Opened the plastic baggie and really marveled at all of the hand-crafted fine details of the tiny dolls. There were about eight of them all vibrantly colored and wearing cloth outfits and different headdresses. There were about the size of a .50 cent piece or perhaps slightly smaller.
About a week went by with my tiny buddies in my bed and nothing happened. They became as regular as my pillows, sheets, and blankets. But one night I awoke to notice that all eight of them were not where I left them neatly lined up next to my pillow. They were gone. When I tried to get up I couldn't move as it was like a giant foot was pinning me to my bed. Now absolutely panic stricken is when the auditory kicked in. Eight tiny voices where whispering so fast to each other that I couldn't make out the words, only when they mentioned my name. I desperately fought to get up and I felt the Kachina dolls angrily scurrying across my bed like a stampede of mice as they made for the four corners of my blanket pulling the blanket tight across my body. Behind the hasty whispers of the Kachina dolls was a low hum, a generator sound that increased in intensity the deeper I fell into the lucid state. After a while generator sound became a roar and was deafening. There was a blinding white light and what sounded like a sonic boom going off right in my room. BA-BOOM!!! At this point I was now spiritually hovering over myself. I could see the dolls on all four corners of my bed pulling my blanket tight over my physical body keeping me restrained. Now completely enveloped in fear I desperately tried to call out to my parents to help me but my voice was silenced as the dolls took the top of my blanket and pressed it against my throat with the strength of five grown men. It was like I was trying to call out for help while submerged in a thousand feet of water, it just wasn't happening. In the very center of my chest as the physical me rested upon my back I could see a green blob applying further pressure and aiding the dolls in keeping me immobilized. The blob on my chest brought a cold that chilled my down to my bones. Stunned I could feel hot tears streaking down my terror frozen face.
From out of my floor arose four or five the most incredible green orbs.
Methodically they seemed to be checking out the things in my room, my
toys, my clothes, and so on, as if getting a feel of the place. They floated and checked out the physical me then circled the spiritual me that was still levitating above my body. Unlike the dolls or the blob upon my chest I didn't feel threatened by them. As they circled the astral me I went from freezing cold to encased in an almost hospitable, friendly warmth. Since my mom and dad were not there to protect me this was the next best thing. The orbs then formed a straight line over my astral self and like a bolt of lightening shot through my body slamming the spiritual me back into my body. I was awake.The Kachina dolls were exactly where I had left them and the room was warm and silent aside from the low hum of our air conditioner. I slowly sat up and once I understood that I was again mobile I tore the covers off of my and made a b-line for my parents room in absolute hysterics. I slept between my mom and dad that night after my tale and experience was passed off as a very vivid dream. For the time being I was safe.
