Then I was back in the kitchen. The sound had moved off so I stood up to peek out the window and in the corner of the room, near the window where my dog was laying in his bed before, there was an 8-10 foot silhouette of a very muscular humanoid demon with wings and horns. It looked kinda like the included image but 1000x scarier. Also its wings were folded in not outstretched like the image. As soon as I stood up it started hastily walking towards me and closed the 20 foot distance between us almost instantly. When it got to me it reached it arms out and grabbed me and lifted me up by the neck. I was struggling to breath.
As soon as it got me the dream ended and I was thrown into this sort of semi-conscious limbo state, it was just blank greyness. I thought it was sleep paralysis at first because I couldn't move and kept trying too. I tried opening my eyes but I couldn't and didn't even have a body which led me to realize that it wasn't sleep paralysis but didn't know what it was. I kept struggling and trying to move and eventually it felt like I was moving. Soon after I woke up breathing heavily and trembling. It felt like I was there really long time but in reality it probably wasn't more than a few minutes.
Looking back on it now I guess it was a technically a lucid dream at that point but I just wasn't conscious enough to really take control of things
I hope this was a somewhat coherent read and apologize if it wasn't as I am not very good with my words.
All in all it was an interesting experience and wouldn't mind if it happened to me a bit more often. Obviously I don't want it to happen every night but maybe once a month or so.
Is it strange that I desire this? We humans enjoy a good spooking every now and then- if we didn't the horror genre wouldn't exist correct?