The world was dark and smokey. The sky was illuminated so everything looked Red and black. Smokey spirits were heading for me. I realized I was wearing silver armor and I looked in my left hand and there was my sword. I didn’t see my shield at first but it was hooked on my back. I looked at them and said, “no. Jesus” what echoed, in my head was “after all to stand” fromEphesians 6. I saw that I was part of the body, that my silver soldier body connected to the others like (power rangers or transformers) but this battle we were each standing in such a way so that we felt* alone, but that was not so. The spirits tried to cling on to me, or knock me down with their wind, which blew so hard, I felt parts of my self blow away. With every blow I said not Jesus Christ is in charge here. This place belongs to Jesus, and they grew weaker. Then I thought the battle was over, but the spirits morphed into a giant, smokey and burning; I looked up and I stomped my feet; kind of hunkering down, anchoring my self in my stance. Then lightning fell on me from heaven and the light filled my body and my armor and expelled all of the darkness around me, so that the giant, and the darkness was no more. As I returned to my room, smaller spirits, taking the form of manta rays tried to cling to my ceiling but I rebuked them saying, no Jesus Christ belongs here, leave.” They blew away like leaves in the wind.
The whole experience was like 9 minutes.