I've had alot of different dreams, but this one takes the cake. It is not your typical demonic possession, but something else.

Now let me fill you in on a bit about myself, I have studied somewhat about this one belief called "Santeria" it's a African religion and I had gotten an affinity towards it.

I have learned about different saints and also learned to honor the dead, important dead.

One of them is "El Negro" which represents death, and I have also seen him in a previous dream, tall, skinny, wearing a "Zoot Suite Hat" and dressed in all black.

On with my dream; I was walking up a street / semi hill in Puerto Rico, a city which I grew up in, I was walking up that street with my wife and went into a store to look at some magazines, I had asked for a specific kind but wasn't available, my wife had told me, I'll go on ahead, I had replied in agreement, a few minutes passed by and she returned. Some more happened and for some reason I ended up taking a shower with her in that store, no idea why, suddenly the store turned into a regular home on which 3 people I had seen in their mid 40's I had never seen before but for some reason I had recognized, each one of them were "Santeros currently possessed by some of our Muertos"

Creepy and weird part: I had walked by them and suddenly I feel a pinch on my left back arm pit, I turn around and don't see anyone near enough to have done it, I feel a really heavy warm chill engulf me from behind and I immediately knew I was beginning to be possessed, I started running out of breathable air and I fell on the couch that was on my other side (I was in the middle of the 3 Santeros and the couch) I was trying to stop it from happening and I tried really hard, I panicked and looked at the 3 santeros and all they said was "ahi viene el negro" = ("There comes "El Negro"") and they turned and kept on minding their own business. I kicked and punched the air, screamed as loud as I could and kept struggling from trying not to black out; (Mind you, my screams were heard by my own ears and really low moans). I found the will to stand back up and take control of my body and stopped struggling for a sec, but this entity kept creeping up on me so I grabbed up and ran as far away as possible from that house. I end up in a middle school I used to go to and tell what happened to a friend, she said "At least he has the "GIFT"", no idea what she had meant by it.