at this very moment

Last night I was alone at a library. I walked until I stumbled upon a five-tier shelf, only slightly taller than myself. The tier at eye level caught my eye. It was bare: a book laid on its back, revealing three symbols on its cover. At a first glance, it seemed like Chinese characters – I wasn’t sure. The book gave me an ominous aura. Still, I wanted a closer look. I reached for the book. As my hands touched the book surface, my body stiffened. Alarmed, I attempted to place it back onto the shelf – instead it fell onto the floor. (I should have walked away) I picked up the book. The book suddenly became heavier; it felt like carrying a sack of rice over my head. My hands also felt glued to the book. I couldn’t let it go. However, I felt this strong wave rush to my head, through my hands. My head felt heavy. The intensity grew. My vision blurred until it was pitch black. Then I saw an image, it was in yellow: two dots and an evil grin/smile. (i’m not joking) I think at this point my head was shaking due to the accumulated pressure. And as I thought my brains were going to explode I really did say: God please save me. Next thing I knew I saw the fan, I was in my room. I only heard the pumping of my heart. I was sweating. And I went, what was that?