#thof

After a while the branches of the tree began looking like a man with very long arms and legs crouching looking down at me. This spooked me quite a bit especially because as I noticed it, someone fired a .22 and my livestock guardian dog started barking. It solidified into a more normally proportioned shadowy man and I instantly knew it was me-but-not-me. It floated down to me and we grabbed each others faces incredibly hard and kissed as it started lifting me out of my body. I was shining bright and silver and ghostly. I regurgitated what looked like quicksilver down his throat and he did the same to me with viscous inky liquid. We kept doing that for a really long time while floating above my body under the tree while the neighbors kept firing guns. My perspective kept shifting between his POV and my own which was really disorienting and made me feel nauseated.  I don’t remember much after that except laying on the grass outside the goat pen and the silvery me walking into the barn and telling the dog that it was ok, it was just me and he could go to sleep now. He didn’t bark anymore after that.