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The Awakening
A descending tractor beam releases its tow, and switches off . . . startled and awakened by the sudden darkness; your bedroom unveils a haunting and recurring nightmare,
Wide awake, withdrawn, and caught in a web of total disarray, your head at the foot, and feet at the head of your sweat-soaked bed,
Clammy genitals covered in a bloody seminal-fluid, your underwear on . . . inside out, a fresh crimson stain . . . discharged there! Glue-sticky saliva anchors your probing tongue in place, your throat sore, nose tender, where blood, now dried, has run and bled,
Head pounding, ears ringing, eyes red and bulging! EXASPERATED! ” Oh, Shit!” . . . “What’s this?” . . . “This reddened knot on my left wrist,” “Feels like a piece of metal lodged, just under my skin!” . . . THIS . . . THING! . . . Was NEVER here before??!!
Your brain, mentally winded, running a cerebral marathon, racing to get to the finish line, trying to remember . . . dark blurred elongated shadows . . . that slowly, painfully, focus into . . . a Horrific Abomination!!!
Big black-almond-shaped eyes, unusually large heads, no noticeable ears or noses, just earholes and nostrils, and small spindly chalk-colored bodies . . . A superior intelligence!
The Greys, traveled here, from a binary system called Zeta Reticuli . . . 39.17 light-years away, but, an inhuman rapport!
Why, but, why us? What do the Greys want?!! Their “Abductees” claim that they need our DNA, our Eggs, and our Sperm, to save their race and complete the “Harvest” of their “Experimental Genetic Hybrids” that are stored in the womb pods of their underground bases and awaiting spaceships!!!
These Alien abductors: sexually probe and test us, erase our memory, manipulate: our EVOLUTION, our HISTORY, our GOVERNMENT, and threaten OUR TOTAL EXISTENCE!!! An involuntary Anthropological Detour!
It’s a Sci-fi Horror story hoax, which has come to fruition, here, in the 21st Century, on Planet Earth . . . or . . . the harsh reality that’s been “played out” in Humanity’s REM, maybe . . . for millions of years, that’s totally oblivious!!!
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