When I was five or four I used to have these weird as shit livid dreams that a humanoid creature about the size I was with a feral disposition was on the ceiling of my bedroom. Almost everytime I had the dream it would tilt it's head down to look at me. Like, it was facing the ceiling completely attached to it like Spiderman would be, then it would turn it's head 180 degrees just to look at me. One time it dropped off of the ceiling and turned out to be a baby in disguise.