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lamps, I remained lost in thought and wandered around until late. Never has such an astounding event buried in my mind come back with such impact and clarity. This was the beginning of a whole new era in my life where I had been granted unconditional scope to explore the past and my mind without boundaries. The night in the park was the first of a bizarre flood of memories that would leak to the surface at the most unexpected times. That night I seemed to have slept far better than normal. The revelation must have been taxing. I used the following few days to collect myself and take it easy. There wasn’t a single doubt in my mind now that a huge part of my past was spent partaking in alien activities. It all seemed to fit perfectly well when I thought back to the strangeness of everything. All along, the wool had been pulled over my eyes until a time when I suddenly recalled a strange childhood memory of a school medical room incident. That memory hinted some involvement with the paranormal, my subject of fascination and that triggered a relentless intrigue to uncover things. It appeared to be a slip up made by someone and they obviously didn’t appreciate my investigation. More information was coming through and soon the horse would have bolted too much to allow the stable door to close. A number of psychological attempts were made to divert my mind from this information “expanding knowledge harming you” and I must have been stubborn because the last resort seemed to have been finally called for, the night in the park- alien abduction. From what I remember whilst aboard that suspended vehicle, everything was meticulously planned as a last measure to reprogram my mind. It obviously worked. Overnight I seemed to have been transformed with a whole new mental outlook. A new chapter began where my interests and horizons were pleasantly broadened. A man named Gideon suddenly arrived in my life as mysteriously as he exited it and I can only assume he had been “sent” either as someone to overlook or a guardian angel perhaps. In fact, he was the most outstanding piece to my entire puzzle and stood out as a part that didn’t fit. He was not an ethereal being or an alien but his presence and regular partaking in my life caused inconsistencies that never added up. Whenever Gideon came into my world he seemed to bring with him the Oz Factor along with all its strange physical laws and indescribable time sequences. My meetings with him didn’t make sense, time passed quicker than it ever should and my basic sense of analytical critique shut down whenever I saw him. It could have been a time where I was unwittingly hypnotised or even 84