I'm new on this website, and I've decided to share some of my experiences. I'm sorry for starting with a dream, but I know it wasn't only a dream.
It happened about a year ago. I was sleeping in our weekend house (it's about 60kms far from our home, and built in the 19th century). A loud thunder "woke me up" and I saw that a big storm was approaching. Our dogs started to barking, wanted to run out from the garden. I opened the garden door and they started to run across the square which is in front of our house. I noticed a men on the road.
He was dark skinned and bald, wearing a dark robe. My dogs were running to him, but he stopped them one move with his arm.
I asked him what is he doing here. He just stared at me and I was getting scared, so I started to walk back to our house. Suddenly he asked me:
- "Are you sure you really want to go back there?"
- "Of course, I need to go home." I replied.
- "Or you just can come with me and join us. Terrible things will happen there what you call home."
I didn't answer. I was scared and felt that he wasn't honest. I couldn't trust in him. He continued:
"It's going to happen on the 22nd."
I went back to house and closed the door.
Nothing happened in that month on 22nd, but I started to see the number 22 everywhere.
Sometimes I wonder what would happened if I never came back to my house.
Ps: Sorry for my english, I haven't write in english for a long while.