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71 that spot on the middle of the floor, back into my body. I felt and watched as I slid and adjusted my way back in!! Had to wiggle around a few times to get “back in.” And then I opened my physical eyes, but I couldn’t see clearly for a few seconds. My vision was distorted, and I had to blink blink blink to get my proper vision back. I just laid there, SO happy. Even if I was only able to see him for a few seconds, that was okay. The next day I emailed him and asked him if anything unusual happened to him last night, and he said Yeah, actually, it did. he woke up with the remnants of a nosebleed, and the feeling a u aa waooada 1 that “something really sublime” had happened. Well, if you’re an abductee and you do something like this, don’t think they won’t notice and come for you. A stunt like that is absolutely off the charts. The very next time I laid down to sleep, which was the following night, they apparently took me. And whatever they did to me put me out of commission for an entire week. I had no actual memories of the events, I only had the physical after effects. I was able to go to work just fine and drift along through my day, but when I’d go home, I would just lay and stare at the walls and do nothing for hours. I don’t recall eating - some of the food I had in the fridge went bad as a result - I don’t think I even showered. I had no desire or will to do ANYTHING. I was fried, blank, numb. I'd just lay there and stare at the walls or ceiling, for hours, day after day. On Thursday of that week I was in the bathroom standing at the sink, staring at nothing in a blank stupor, feeling lost, when my hands absentmindedly reached up like they had a mind of their own and started hunting around under my hair, at the base of my skull. Like I was searching for something. And I knew it when I found it. A large lump on the base of my skull/top of my neck, about the size of a quarter. It didn’t hurt...but as soon as my fingers touched it, I had the immediate commanding thought,“IT’S JUST A SPIDER BITE!” with the corresponding image in my mind of a black and yellow orb spider on a web to reinforce it. The image in my mind was large, like seeing a picture or an image on a screen. As soon as I saw that image in my mind I knew. That's programming. Some procedure was done to me, and my subconscious remembered and knew EXACTLY where to find the residual lump without my conscious even having to think about it...and as soon as I That’s Part II - My Own Experiences —_—_—_—_—— ee *e A stunt like that is