ABDUCTION?
By Anonymous

     I was sitting in a comfortable chair looking out of my front window when, suddenly, I was not there anymore. I found myself walking down a long corridor with metallic grey walls that curved off into the distance, dimly lit by easy on the eye lighting.
     I felt very calm - not an observer like in some dream - but seeing everything through my own eyes. To the right of me, I approached brightly lit side rooms without doors. I walked past the first couple and entered into the third where I stood facing a blank wall. Turning my head to the right, I saw a figure standing over either a bed or a gurney, I'm not sure which. I remember being struck by the color of its skin because it was the most delicate brown color I have ever seen.
     As it looked up, I found myself looking back into a large pair of deep, pitch black oval eyes that seemed to start from the side of his head. I remember looking for some recognition, but there was nothing in them to be seen. I think, at this point, I became agitated and found myself sitting back in my chair in the living room.
     Not long ago, I was in a pub having a few beers with friends and the subject got onto abduction. I'd had a couple of drinks, and looking back, somewhat foolishly, I talked of my experiences. Of course, I was ridiculed more than listened to which was to be expected, but I also felt a sense of relief just to be able to talk about it.
     A day or so later, and not for the first time, I awoke with the feeling that I had been elsewhere and had been severely reprimanded. For the next couple of days, I felt really ill and suffered severe headaches. Something deep down inside told me I had been read the riot act and chastised for my careless talk in the pub. So, with that in mind, please understand my reluctance to put my name to this article.

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