A brother of mine who I perceived was an occult travelled to China. On his return, he bought me beautiful set of clothing; this was the very first of such benevolent gesture. I was very happy and thanked him, nevertheless, I had some doubts too because stories had been told of such gestures that turned out to be rituals for money.

When I got to bed that night, I heard the wind moaning and groaning and then I heard “Bring back what you owe me!”

I crept further under the duvet as the house creaked and cracked and I again heard, “Bring back what you owe me!”

I thought what I owed anyone, but couldn’t figure out anything at all. I looked out through the window and beheld red beams of light. As I looked up, the sky was blood red and the moon beamed red light. Then I knew there was trouble! As I wanted to stand from the bed I woke up; the later part of this experience had been a dream.

Nevertheless, that morning, I burnt all the gifts I received and the experience never repeated. What would you think if you were in my shoes?