reply to post by jackflap
Two years have passed since the incident. After I bleaced his eyes, he got very angry and broke away from the hand cuffs. He knocked me down and ran
out the front door in full Grey form. There was a bright light and he was gone.
I often find myself sitting on my couch late at night wondering what had happened. Until about a week ago when I received a weird email from an
anonymous person. The email said "Watch where you go, watch what you do online. Do not make yourself stand out publicly. They are watching you."
I started noticing the typical, movie type "men in black". It was unexpected and downright strange because this sort of thing only happens in movies
and fictional stories. It was shortly after I began noticing these things that I also started hearing things in my head much like it happened when I
was interrogating the grey. Whoever or whatever it was would say things like "location grid 30458 en route to junction a6cl-10". None of it made any
sense to me, but what I gather is they were tracking someone.
Then it happened. I was watching tv in my living room and almost as if a poltergeist had entered my house, all the electronics went crazy and then
shut off. Then there was a bright light and a little Grey man was standing in front of me. He spoke aloud instead of telepathically.
Grey "How you were able to see through our guise is still unknown to us.
we are not here to punish you. Rather we want to know how you were
able to do it".
Me "I don't care what you want. You have no right being here. Just
because you can come and go without detection does not mean
mean you have the right to hurt people".
Grey "You do not have a choice in this matter. You will come with us for
I woke up in my bed very dazed. Not sure what had happened but according to my watch, roughly 3 days had passed. I woke up to someone knocking on my
door. Then banging. I walked to the door and announced "who is it". No response. Then the door came crashing down. It was the CIA. I did not resist.
I got on my knees and asked "what is this all about". The man without a helmet on said "No questions, come with us. You are not under arrest, we
are here for your protection". So I got into the lead car without saying a single word.
I was in a small room with padded walls, the typical one way mirror. A table, a chair and a pitcher of water. An interrogation room. I almost expected
to get the bajeesus beat out of me.
A small man entered the room and immediately asked "Are you ok"? My reply was "Depends on why the # I am here".
CIA "3 nights ago, a neighbor of yours witnessed your house lose power and then a reported "blinding light". When the neighbor knocked on your
door a few minutes later, there was no response. There was a missing persons report. I cannot go into further detail than this, but we have had you
under surveillance for a while".
Me "I do not understand, why was I under surveillance to begin with"?
CIA "I cannot discuss that with you. Classified information. Although I am sure you can take a pretty close wild guess if you think real hard. You
are not a prisoner here, although we must insist that you stay on this compound until further notice. Here is a map of the place and a level 1
security clearance card. That will get you food, drinks and any other necessities you may need. The red dot on the map shows your temporary quarters.
You will be notified when we need to talk again."
I was once again, watching tv. This time in my new quarters at some compound I was not allowed to know the location of. I heard a loud explosion and
then gun shots. lots of people yelling. I opened my door and looked out. There was a huge hole in the building and I could see the sky. But it didn't
look like a normal sky. It had a tint of red to it unlike anything I had seen in my home town. Another explosion somewhere off to my right. I ducked
for cover and just then got the strangest feeling in my gut. And then I was no longer at the compound.
I have no idea what all this means to this day. No real questions were ever asked of me. I suppose that if these humans were really aliens the entire
time, then they probably just read my thoughts and had no real need for me to explain. As to what happened at the compound...I have no explanation. I
cannot help but have a distinct feeling that wherever I had gone, was not on earth. But I am home now and hope this will be the end of it all.
Although I highly doubt it will be.
[edit on 16-7-2009 by Mr. Toodles]