Michelle gets scared but is ready to fight, part 2

Another recurring dream that I had as a child started in my grandmother's house:

I'm alone. A witch has murdered my parents and is now after me. Everywhere I hide, she knows that I'm there. If I try to hide in the dark near a window, she is soon staring at me from the other side of the glass.

The witch has turned my dog into a werewolf, and there are other werewolves inside the house. But there are also puppies that I'm trying to protect. Despite the confusion, I have to find a way to kill the werewolves without hurting the puppies. It's terrifying but I have to stay and protect them against the witch and her wolves.

I had this dream several times until a personal trauma in my life was resolved, after which I never had it again.

Michelle P. gets scared but is ready to fight

It's dark out and I am standing outside an old, white house. I see a tall, thin man with a gray complexion. He's wearing a black dress shirt and black dress pants.

Somehow, I know it's the Devil.

There are other people around and I see him grab the backs of their necks and send a demon inside their body. Once the demon is inside, it travels down the spinal cord, tearing it apart as it grows bigger. Everyone is on the ground, writhing in unimaginable agony.

Each person's forehead turns a certain color and I realize that in order to save them, I must let the Devil infect me with a demon. I have to have a complementary color on my forehead to free the others. But I can only succeed if my inner strength can overcome the growing demon.

This is a recurring dream and each time, I am a savior who must fight evil.