When I was in college I lived in a city founded by witches with my girlfriend who was descended from witches. At first everything was great when we moved in together, but then she started getting sleep paralysis and said it was from a demon. She told me that the demon was a succubus who had entered her dreams and it made her wake up paralyzed and unable to talk. I asked her what a succubus was and she said “don’t worry, it’s just a sex demon.” It was weird, but I was in art school so I thought it was normal. I started getting really scared when she’d wake up in the middle of the night and say that the demon succubus was standing right there in our tiny bedroom, looming over her like a shadow or a silhouette and that it was controlling her body.  I was very much out of my league.