The Sitting Man.
(About 3-4 weeks back I had my first sleep paralysis experience (I wasn’t sure if it was just a dream for the longest time until I looked into it more).
I was stuck looking at the end of my bed, where I saw a dark figure sitting on the end of my bed with his back turned to me. He didn’t turn around and he didn’t move, but I could hear his breathing.
Thinking back now, I would have screamed, but I was so tired all I could think was ‘I’m too tired to deal with this.’ so I just stared at him and drifted back to sleep.
I snapped awake during the night and drew a rough sketch of it so I wouldn’t forget how he looked. I found the rough sketch this morning, confirming to me it happened. So… yeah, here’s the sitting man.)