posted on Feb, 16 2017 @ 11:40 AM
3 months ago or so, I was sleeping like normal. I woke up out of a deep sleep In the way you do when you wake up to vomit in the middle of the night.
I was laying upside down in my bed (I sleep on my stomach, I woke up on my back with my feet at the headboard and my head at the foot of the bed) I
opened my eyes, and two doctors were standing over me. They were old-times doctors, though. Double breasted like lab coats and the mirror things on
there heads. Before I could even realize what was happening, I ran upstairs to the nearest bathroom. On my way out, I heard the one doctor say to the
other. "Uh-oh. His body's rejecting it." The other doctor then replied: "let's hope he doesn't end up like Hector." I made it to the bathroom
and threw open the door and saw a man IVE NEVER SEEN BEFORE lying unconscious (probably dead) on my bathroom floor wearing nothing but a pair of
tighty whites and what looked like a shock collar. Because my entire reason for waking up in the first place was to throw up, I didn't really process
any of this. I stopped briefly when I saw the man on the floor, but I needed to vomit so that was priority. After vomiting I looked
Behind me and he was no longer there. I went and showered and felt fine. I haven't been sick in a very long time even without a mysterious body and
two 1950's doctors observing me, this would've have been very weird. This only made it totally unexplainable.