I had a very strange dream this morning. Or maybe it was more of a hallucination. I felt, but did not see, a cat walk across my midsection. Then I realized I could not move. Everything else was normal. I could see a little bit of my room, I could hear the radio. I felt (or imagined) a presence holding me down into my bed. A ghost? I was paralyzed. I tried to yell, "Stop! Help!" but could not. This lasted for a few seconds. Then it was over. I never have nightmares. I never dream about ghosts. I never dream about cats.
See also: nightmare, nightmare, redingote.