Posted 26 November 2011 - 09:10 AM
Hello Seven,
I realize that you started this discussion a long while ago, and the conversation has undoubtedly moved on from your original questions. Even so, I thought I would reply anyway.
I have not seen this "Hatman" entity, but I am sadly, all too well acquainted with the shadow things.
I call them "things" because I do not wish to dignify them by calling them people; nor do I wish to allow them more fear than they deserve by calling them demons. They are too weak for such a title, although I now know they are often malicious.
One of them tried to strangle me.
Briefly, my friends and I were hired to remodel an abandoned house in a rural area of Ohio. Because it was a twenty mile drive into town, and two hours from our homes, we decided to stay at the house. All of us, three males and one female would see these things flitting up and down the back staircase - always right at the periphery of our vision. We dismissed them as floaters, too much work, and not enough rest...
My friends ended up sleeping in the dining room and bedroom across the hall, I "lucked out" and got the master bedroom - complete with its putrid 1980's fuchsia carpet.
There were some old dressers, and a small bureau in the room, as well as a full size bed. I remember being very tired and falling asleep without any problem. Around 3:15 A.M. I woke up with someone's hands around my throat. I thought it was my friends playing a weird joke, but when I struggled to push it away and get the lights on I saw it was simply a featureless, black, human-shaped form. I was absolutely not asleep. All I remember is fighting the thing with a fury. At the time I was shocked, but I was too angry at being attacked in my sleep and pumping too much adrenaline to be afraid. I remember cursing furiously, and doing my best to beat it to a pulp. I remember it was horribly strong, and it STANK.
In the morning, my friends found me unconscious on the floor. The room was wrecked. The dressers had been smashed to splinters, and my friend said it looked like "Godzilla had fought Gork in here" . No one had heard a thing. Later, we heard someone had committed suicide in the house in the 1950's.
After it was over, and I had time think about it, THEN I got scared.
Here is all the additional info I can think of -
I tried to explain this away as a night terror, or sleep paralysis. However, I was not asleep. Things that I remember being broken in the fight, werein fact broken
A researcher told me it is classic for a "hagging"incident. It looked like a shadow - not a hag of any kind.
My parents are separated.
There was a lot of turmoil in my life at the time.
It was October 28th
I was not drinking or doing drugs - honestly, I wish I had been.
Female members of my mothers family have often been psychic/mediums/had experiences
My great grandfather was a seer/dowser
Two therapists I've seen in Arizona for sports injuries at different times were of Yaqui Indian heritage. Both told me that some of my ailments were caused by contact with evil spirits. These therapists never met each other, and came up with this out of the blue.
Both also told me I had abilities and could do shamanistic work if I applied myself. I don't do this because it scares me
I have seen ghosts twice, heard them frequently, and had a very sad prophetic dream
I think the shadow things are attracted by misery. If you are in a state of flux they show up to enjoy your turmoil - like Romans going to watch Christians being thrown to the lions. I suspect I was attacked because it knew I was aware of it, even if vaguely.
I hope some of this is useful. I know if your experiences have been anything like mine, it is good to share them if only to clear the air.