Over the years, I’ve gotten more accustomed to my sleep paralysis episodes. (Partially because I’ve trained my husband to wake me when I hum in bed. I can’t scream, but I can do a dull, monotone hum.) The result has been my brain making my sleep paralysis demons move towards me faster. in fact, they’ve recently started full-on sprinting at me and jumping towards me in bed. I can even hear their feet pounding as they run down the hallway.

Anyway, I do kinda miss it when they just hovered over my bed instead. So, I feel this comic.

My husband didn’t know I had these episodes back when he first started sleeping over at my place. The first time I had one, I awoke him as I lunged at the air above me, seemingly trying to choke thin air. (For me, the paralysis always seems to lift “all at once.” And, at the time, I frequently felt the “demons” were sucking my energy. I wanted to stop them. I think this was my brain’s way of rationalizing feeling lethargic the day after an episode.)

Anyway, my husband asked me “what was that!?” I groggily responded “she just wants our money I bet, hah!” and just fell right back asleep.

He was confused and terrified. He kept talking to me until I woke up enough to explain what happened.

It’s a reference to Mike Pence and January 6th 2021. Trump incited the mob and sent them to the Capitol building, where Mike Pence was. Trump was reportedly asked about Mike Pence’s safety and responded “so what?”