About 25 years ago, my wife and I were asked by a close friend to pray long distance for a relative of hers that we did not know. There was a critical health issue at stake.
We started to pray in English about the things we knew as facts. I discerned a spirit of death over the man so we started to rebuke it in the name of Jesus.
We then started to pray in tongues, and yes, tongues is not just reserved for speaking to God, it also includes angelic tongues, so I was rebuking the demons using tongues.
I was standing in our living room with my eyes closed facing the window while speaking in tongues in a very animated fashion.
My wife was sitting on the sofa, also eyes closed praying in tongues.
As I continued in the battle, I suddenly found that I had been transported into a vision of an extremely hot arid place. The sky was red and hot and I was standing in the street of a township consisting of what looked like low adobe flat roofed shacks.
At the other end of the street was a very evil entity. I couldn't actually discern its exact form but I knew it was the spirit of death that I was attacking.
As I spoke the words in tongues, I was bending down picking up rocks from the street (ie. the living room carpet) and violently throwing them at this demon, (ie. out of the living room window).
In response it was ducking and diving trying to avoid being hit, all the time retreating further and further away from me.
My tongues plus the rocks were clearly painful and driving it away.
My wife, who throughout this time had also been at war in tongues, suddenly broke into English with, "We stone you out of the town!"
I was jolted back down to earth.
When I asked, she described to me the exact same vision location that I had been in, doing the same thing, although neither had seen the other.
