The Evil Nigerian Dream I Had Today

Dark entity from my dream

Today, before I woke up, I had a dream that I flew to Lagos Nigeria for the first time without telling anyone. Nigeria had been in my subconscious the day before. I didn't even tell my two kids that I was going and I didn't have any money and nowhere to go. I had never been to Africa before. I was looking for a place to stay and a random woman said that I could stay with and her children. I hate women but I was so desperate to get off the Nigerian streets that I said okay. 

I had gotten on an overcrowded bus with the stranger to ride to her place to live with all of her kids. She had more kids than a classroom. It was a lot of them. While I was on the bus I was telling her that I had never been to Nigeria and that it was my first time. I told her that a couple of years ago I took a DNA test and it came back showing that I was over 40% Ghanaian and over 30 % Nigerian. I told her that I needed to call my two kids and tell them that I had left because I felt bad for not telling them that I was so far away. 

During the bus ride, a heavy, evil, presence took over. I saw a huge, oversized figure, wearing a black cloak, walking down a flight of stairs. The figure was larger than any human I had ever seen. It looked so scary, that my heart started pounding. I knew something wasn't right. The figure was 100 times bigger than a normal human being and was extremely tall. It was about 10 or 11 ft tall. It was taller than any human on earth and I knew it couldn't have been a real person. It looked like the devil. I knew something evil had taken over.

My heart was racing even faster, as the figure got closer. I knew that the figure was santanic. It was a level of evil that I had never felt before. I knew the figure was evil. I felt the evil in my stomach. The lady nudged me and said, "do you see that?" , while pointing to the evil satanic figure. I said "yes". I knew that the figure was about to the expose the most evil presence it could possibly expose. Then I woke up from the dream to a buzzing sound. It was no alarm. It was an amber alert. The dream was over. If it had not been for the amber alert, I would have known what was going to happen next.