I've had it twice as a teenager. Once with a visual hallucination, the other time with an auditory hallucination.
The first time I awoke to find a malevolent old crone standing over me, hand outstretched, inching ever closer towards me. Eventually I was able to move, threw my covers up and attacked the space the crone was occupying with my fists.
The second time I heard children's music. But not cheerful happy children's music, oh-no, creepy off-key and slow children's music, like they would play in any horror film to creep you the hell out. The demonic children's laughter that accompanied the tune didn't help.
The first time I awoke to find a malevolent old crone standing over me, hand outstretched, inching ever closer towards me. Eventually I was able to move, threw my covers up and attacked the space the crone was occupying with my fists.
The second time I heard children's music. But not cheerful happy children's music, oh-no, creepy off-key and slow children's music, like they would play in any horror film to creep you the hell out. The demonic children's laughter that accompanied the tune didn't help.
Nemo me impune lacessit.