Hey all, I'm Donna.

And I'm Carrie.

And we are a paranormal chicks.

Sinister sightings, 320.

Okay, jumping right in.

The first one.

Sweet dream or a beautiful nightmare.

Hi, ladies.

I just wanted to tell you about a creepy dream I had that somewhat came true.

So really, the subject of the email is only because I have Beyonce stuck in my head. Here's a dream. Picture it. Taking my two little dogs outside right as the

sun is setting. Our little camper is far away from any road or close neighbor, so unless my boyfriend

or his dad's construction workers are going to be in and out, that day, I'll let them roam without leashes.

They listen well and don't roam far from me anyway.

So I walk around the back of the camper towards the field behind it, which is a mix of open ground and then rocks and sandpiles, construction equipment parts, and stacks of wood.

And I see what looks like a naked man in the middle of our field.

And of course, in my dream, I just get closer.

And then I see that he has no face, hair, fingers, or even nipples, or junk downstairs.

Okay, look, he was a flesh-colored equivalent of Gumby, but he was just staring at me.

And suddenly, I can't find my dogs.

They're nowhere in sight, and I hear what sounds like a mix of howling and human screaming.

And this figure is just looking at me.

Then I wake up, and here are two dogs who stayed outside going nuts, barking and howling. I wake my boyfriend up to check on everything, but when he does,

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