Tammarishka Kerman, 56, from Ontario, Canada
Lying on the sofa late at night, reading a magazine, I suddenly realised that I wasn’t alone. A black mist had appeared by the basement door. As I glanced up in shock, the dark presence pounced on me, pinning me down.
It shape-shifted, revealing itself to be a demon. Lizard-like with yellow eyes, it was breathing on my cheek, and I could feel its heavy weight.
I was terrified, but couldn’t move or shout. The entity emitted a horrifying hiss just as my husband Randy, then 52, entered the living room.
Distracted, the demon looked over its shoulder.
I used to opportunity to try to break free. I began fighting off the creature, screaming hysterically. The demon quickly vanished.
‘What just happened?’ asked Randy,…
