The Museum of the Apostles

I had sleep paralysis in the middle of the nigh, lying on the right side, which was sort of novelty. I was turned toward the wall and I saw black blurred sphere between my belly and the wall. It was maybe a bit smaller than a human head.

In parallel I was dreaming.

I was entering a building; the inscription over the doors was saying that it is a Museum of the Apostles. I wasn't alone, there were some people around visiting it with me. In the maze of the corridors of the Museum, small photos (sometimes only scraps of the photos) were showing a silhouette of a man, probably Jesus Christ. All photos were blurry, thus it was hard to guess whose figure was it actually.
Then the screening of the black-white documentary movie begun. It was saying the story of Pope elections through centuries, claiming that the face features of those personages decided about their selection. The atmosphere of the movie was indicating some kind of conspiracy theory. Time after time, Popes' faces close-ups were showing that all of them had a peculiar shade over eyes that was supposedly their link to Jesus Christ. I felt that the movie tried to convey that these shades under eye brows meant their kinship.

This dream was interfering with my paralysis and this black sphere. I was afraid that this sphere was actually a Pope's head, so I focused on waking up, which is always cumbersome during paralysis. Eventually I made it.