My abduction story
Hi gang, never thought I'd post this, but it's been banging around in my brain like it wants out so here we go.
Several years ago I found myself strapped to a table by the chest, rollercoaster style. To my left was some sort of technician hunched over a terminal typing away and regardless of what I said to him, his back remained turned. Now while I don't remember how I came to be in that position, I shmoke a lot of shweed and cigarettes as well, so anyone who is familiar with that combo can tell you, impromptu naps a very common. Especially if comfy outdoors Adirondack chairs like the ones I possessed at the time are involved.
After struggling for what felt like minutes in bursts the figure that causes me dread to this day. Standing somewhere between 7 and 8 feet tall, broad yet slim humanesque frame, clothed in what appeared to be some sort of black tactical surgical uniform; was a fancy Victorian lantern. His head was encased in some fancy black metal and clear glass, and encased within was some sort of living moving fire. When he stomped around and yelled his fire flared and flickered. He referred to me as some sort of inferior experiment fit for dissection, and when he looked at me he was unable to contain his disgust.
As he began to ready his surgical devices his garish figure looked over me talking of how excited he was to look at my insides. Though it felt like I was drugged, I was able to feel my fingers and hands were caple of movement, and with all of my hazy and disoriented motor functions firing at full blast I slipped my fingers into my pocket and managed to get my phone out. I think for the first time in my life I was able to hit the buttons to use the camera while the phone was locked, and then managed to snap a quick picture of the lantern headed man. He instantly recoiled and acted as though I had ruined his life. He seemed to think that because I had taken a picture of him, my government could now see his face and that meant he had been exposed and would surely lose his position and status.
After a brief rant and the smashing of a surgical tray, he stormed out of the room and that's when I finally saw his technician turn and I beheld himclearly for the first time. He looked like the mixture between a classic grey and a reptilian humanoid complete with patches of flesh toned skin and clumps of hair awkwardly clinging to his scalp. It was only after making eye contact with the creature/man did he speak out telepathically. His voice was calm and resembled something of a California stoner without the drawn out patois. He told me how unbelievably lucky I was but that he felt sorry for me anyway. He told me that earth didn't have much longer, that the human governments were working with his masters to ensure the coming destruction of the planet.
When I asked him how much longer the earth had he actually shrugged, a physical movement to corroborate the conversation I had believed we were having via telepathy. He told me that his masters barely ranked him above me and that he wasn't told much of anything that wasn't public knowledge. He applauded me for upsetting the lantern headed man, as he was not very nice to anyone. He explained that if my phone had a connection to the Internet than it was probably pretty likely that he was right and he would most likely be getting a new superior as the result.
Once offering to send me back to my home, I asked him if there was any point to going, and once again he shrugged. Who knows he said, it could be tomorrow, it could be next week, it could be six thousand years from now. If your planet ends up having that much time will it really matter for you or your children? And then my vision began to white out and I was back at my house asleep in my chair none the wiser. It wasn't until I started to go through the photo album on my phone weeks later did I even begin to remember any of this.
I don't know if any of you have ever encountered something like this before, I would love to hear any stories or share some thoughts you have on mine.