I'm new to this forum and this is only the second time I am revealing this experience. It's because of the obvious "you're crazy and you'll be locked up" but also because lately I've been feeling the experience is meant to bring me to something, I just don't know what, yet. So, here it goes. I was raised Catholic and always believed in Jesus but like most other teenagers didn't give much thought to anything in that department. In 2014, I was 22 and had gone to bed like any other night. The next thing I know I'm chocking and gasping for air. I am then on the side of my body as if laying next to myself, watching a stream of light being yanked from my body like a string. This was being done by the most hideous and twisted looking thing I've ever seen. It had tangible form but not in the way you and I know "tangible." It had a square black body with talon-like feet. It had wings but I cannot recall very well what they looked like (sorry). It's face was contorted to it's left side as if it was smiling at me. The time that I was watching my body could not have been more than 4 seconds before I was "back" if you want to call it that. This happened when another entity appeared at the foot of my bed. It was cloaked in shadows. The demon gave a sort of startled reaction and just like that, it was over. I've studied sleep paralysis till I was blue in the face and I PROMISE you it was NOT sleep related. It is my belief that an angel saved my ass in the knick of time, something which I am eternally grateful for. However, the question that has haunted me ever since is this, how can a demon have the ability to remove a soul from a body? or try to? I got lucky but I often wonder what would have happened if my angelic rescuer had not shown up. Would I have been taken to hell without dying? After pouring through King Solomon's Grimoire's and any and all images of demons I could find to try to find a match for my unwelcome guest, the closest I found was Pazuzu. Look, I know its the one from the movie, I get it, it sounds nuts & may not even be accurate. I'm just telling you guys like it is and the image of Pazuzu was the closest I could find to the demon who tried to soul jack me. Ever since that night, it's like certain senses have awakened in me. No I didn't become psychic, and its kind of hard to explain but it's like I can sense a little bit of certain things. Idk how to explain this so let me give you an example: Ever since that night, when I prayed the rosary with my eyes closed I could see a white window slowly opening, and a white colored hand comes through the window as if it wants me to take the hand. I have studied many different protection rituals: Solomonic, Enochian, Egyptian and Hebrew. I have also become well-versed in demonology, exorcism and hauntings. I feel now that my "gut" or God is pushing me towards a path I have yet to understand, but it's as if He wanted me to see and know these things for a reason. If anyone has any insights or anything, I'd really appreciate it.