Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-26861522-20150807000659

Astral projection has never been proven, nor has it been deemed non-existent. It is simply one of those things that ask for you to decide. I, being an adventurous one myself decided to spend bags of time researching, considering and finding out if it was... Safe. Numerous websites, talked about negative entities and wandering too far from your physical body among other dangers that I considered. At first I thought it was all a big joke, a scam, or a religious money making scheme. I was not convinced but another part of me, wanted to. I wanted to believe it was real. The ability to step out of your body and fly, explore a world with no limitations was so appealing. Could I do it? I would ask myself, Is it real? My decision was final, I will have to go and find out for myself.

I found a website that instructed me on what to do, ironically I followed it religiously. First I was to right down anything important to remember on a piece of paper, and put it in plain sight. One of the things I decided to put down, was to not spend too much time away because if it is true, I might not come back. It was a struggle at first, I would wake and forget or fall straight back to sleep. Then I managed to do it. I woke in sleep paralysis or R.E. M, I started to seeing things. Distorted things like body parts grabbing me out of the wall or giant black shadows. These were not real, I knew this as, I read on a forum that it is my brain dreaming, but I am conscience. Then the low humming sound started, it got louder and louder until I was able to get up. I got up. Was I awake? Was I dreaming? Or did it happen? I turned around and to my dismay, I saw my self fast asleep. It was just like reality but I was free from human restraints. Or was I? I could go wherever I wanted, I was free. The paper I wrote was on my bedside table, I read it. I already remembered what I had to do but I did not want to leave. I flew through my window and on my street below. The stars in the sky where beautiful as ever I could almost, touch them. Whenever I looked upwards I saw my silver chord connected to my body, gleaming like pure silver. I had to go back, I had spent too much time already. I knew I wasn’t ready to be here and I might attract unwanted attention. Apart from that, I felt amazing above all. My alarm clock screamed and instantly I was back home. I loved it so much I became obsessed. Every night I leave my body and fly away, getting better and better at achieving this mental state. I would sometimes wonder if it is just me doing this, or am I a puppet of the unknown. I fear I will never know.

I delved deeper into my research and I read that I could step into another’s dreams or something like that, but I was so hyped I never tried, I just kept leaving. After a few months I started to see it, or was it him? The first time I saw him, he stood under the light of the lamppost across from my house. He wore a black tall hat with a rook’s feather pinned to the side pointing upwards. He had the fur of a black fox around his neck as he stood leaning on his walking cane. On top of his cane was, a skull. He was as pale as the moon and even paler up close. He was the first entity I saw outside of my body, so I was heavily intrigued. “Hello?” I said as my heart was choking my throat. There was no answer at first so I shook him. “Oh, sorry I was... Well I’ll tell you later” his voice was cold and empty, no emotion projected from the man. “Who... Who are you?” his deathly aura was distasteful, but at the same time was intoxicating. “I am, Mr. Black” he smiled at me. Was he staring into my soul? His smile reached from ear to ear and was abnormally wide. “Your no man are you?” I tried to speak but fear clotted my throat. “No, I am no man. I am... A helper. I help lost souls and take them back or send them to a happy place. Don’t you see? Your lost. Therefore I must... Help”. I looked at him strangely as he opened his mouth and a large black snake slithered out. Sliding up my leg then wrapping itself on my wrist. Then it bit me, hissed and slithered back. “Now your ready” he said. Ever since then I can’t stop seeing him so I decided not to leave my body again. Until he found me. He would follow me everywhere, singing a dissonant tune and saying “come back. I’ll help”. It got worse, he would watch me sleep, eat and even move things so I can’t find them. I was dreading every night as somehow, he would pull me out and show me things. He would whisper into peoples ear to make them, mad. I couldn’t take it anymore, so I asked a forum and waited all night for an answer. I got one. I was to go back, of my will, and face the man. I left and there he stood leaning against the lamppost, waiting. inevitably waiting. Smiling. I lunged forward but my arm fell straight through him. “You disappoint me. I will help” he shouted. He grabbed my silver chord and severed it. He laughed as he stepped into my body. Now everyday I watch Mr. Black live my life. He became me. He quit my job and now he’s a killer. He would kill only bad people, murderers and sinners alike. That's when I realised, everybody's bad. Even you've done bad things. He remembers and he never forgets. He will find you. “No matter where you go, or what you do. Someone always see you”.

By Sam Blake 