The Dog-Faced Demon

I was about 15 years old when this occurred. I had very little idea what had really happened and how significant it was until much later.

I ‘awoke’ from a dream to find myself standing in the hallway of the two-bedroom apartment that I lived in with my grandmother. It was nighttime and my surroundings were dark, as they should be for that time of night. I remember feeling thirsty and walked down the hallway quite convinced I was fully awake and had risen from bed normally.

As I approached the kitchen at the end of the hall I noticed a tiny flash of red light coming from the living room to my left. For some reason, I felt compelled to investigate the matter. When I walked into the living room I noticed that the cushions had been removed from the couch and piled up on the floor much like a small child making a play fort. Again I saw the two small red flickers coming from inside the pile of cushions. I crouched closer to investigate and a small dog-demon like creature (that’s about the best I can do to describe it) jumped out at me gnarling its teeth and clearly intent to kill.

I jumped back at first but then I got a burst of courage. I decided at that moment that I wasn’t going to let this thing scare me and I wasn’t going down without a fight.

“Fuck this little dog-faced demon!”

With that, I proceeded to chase it down the hall where it disappeared into the wall. Just as I was thinking how odd the whole thing was, I awoke, for real this time, in a cold sweat.