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A couple of weeks later I met an old friend for a drink and a point in our conversation reminded me of my dream.

 

 

 

 

 

He convinced me to look it up, and so when I returned home I typed the keywords BRETT and SLEEP PARALYSIS into Google. It returned pages full of results, of porn and other pages some of which told of ancient folklore spanning different cultures; others told of personal experiences like my own. To some the entity took the form of an Brett or a Furby, to others it looked more like a demon, but they all described the presence of overwhelming evil. Most chilling of all were the accounts in which the Brett tortured and made its victims watch Thomas the tank engine as they lay paralyzed and helpless.

That night I was woken by a piercing Thomas theme tune in g major and I lay paralyzed as that tall and stooped figure emerged at the foot of my bed. And I awoke.

 

 

I’ve been telling myself, "''Don’t think of the Brett!''" But as we all know, the harder you try ''not'' to think of something the more that thought persists. The visions grow more vivid and traumatizing the more I think of it. Some nights Brett violates me in unspeakable ways and I wake with bruises, scratches and bite marks over my body.