This happened a few years ago.
I had a weird experience when I was laying in bed just resting in a daze, my eyes open staring at the ceiling.
I wasn't thinking about anything or dreaming or doing anything but just laying there and spacing out.
I had the briefest sensation of going some where out-of-body.
My vision became hazed, the spark-energy was distorted and unclear. Colour was less vibrant and there was no sound.
I was standing in some random open living room and across from a small glass coffee table and couch there was this little orange haired freckle faced chubby boy screaming at me. It took me a moment to even notice him, it was like I was in a stupor almost. He seemed terrified, or outraged, I couldn't really tell. He was having a hissy fit and even though he was screaming and looking right at me I could hear nothing.
It was at that point that I had the odd feeling of being joined by some one else. I turned and there close to me was another presence, hazed but not like the screaming boy, the figure was less solid. The boy had clearly become hysterical now and it disturbed me - feelings seemed obsolete somehow in this state though, but the boy's reaction now affected me and the experience was over.
I snapped out of the daze I was in and sat up in bed. I was not short of breath and neither had I been asleep. My housemate was sitting next to me, hand on my arm and gaping at me.
He told me that I had just astral projected and when he had touched me he had been pulled straight to the place I had went. He told me that he had also seen a screaming boy and that the experience had ended when I had sat up.
Is this astral projection? I think it might be. More importantly why was I in some kid's living room and how was he able to see me, is the kid psychic?
My other thought is that could it be some kind of vision or some sort of shared dream (even though I was awake and my eyes were open the whole time)... Or a shared telepathic experience?