The Players

 The first encounters I recall that I know 100% are called the greys. A few variations have shown up throughout my life. The first encounters were these types wearing a silver jumpsuit. Later one the other types would appear in various skin tones from almond to to tan almond, and various heights. The tall rarely made an appearance..... and from time to time the would show up using the following proxies. 

This one I think might be a Nordic, but seems to be off. He is very tall and very fat, blond hair and has the bluest of eyes. Apparently he deals in artifacts and information, and I call him the archivist. Apparently I been working for him for years, dealing with data management, storage, and retrieval. I have detailed knowledge of where information can be located and what certain subjects/artifacts do. His interest concerns technology, culture, history, biology, literature, geography, and other natural sciences. He can be impatient at times, but overall interested in hos work. There are other working for him, but he keeps us apart.

These are some the fake animal the greys seem to show up as. The eyes are often a lot larger though, these particular animals are always seen staring face forward...clearly showing there large dark eyes, nostrils, and mouth. They stare and don't behave as normal animals would. Patiently staring...and always watching.

 

  This one appeared only once while I was with my wolfbrother. I think this one my have been a bybradized grey of some sort. It was mostly human, with the exception of being sallow skinned with long dark hairs and big black eyes. She also had four fingers. She sticks out as she was giving an injection of cytoplasm to my wolfbrother. She was caught off guard that I was lucid and asking questions. When she was aware that I was awake...she become stressed. 

These are grey pretending to be women. They are originally from the group that has had an interest in me, but split up from the others. They will appear as Caucasian women with blonde hair, always wearing a grey suit with a long skirt. They come off as very business like, and remind me of British nannies. They are mostly involved with my wolfbrother and do not like me.

These appeared once, my hybrid offspring. There is one male and one female. The female is the youngest. They are four years apart. a grey showed up one night and introduced them to their biological father as the girl was curious about me. It also served as a test for the boy to see if he had an attachment to me. Both had paper machette like skin, very thin and frail. They had sparse thin hair, and big black eyes. No teeth really. They were wearing regular human clothes. The female seemed more emotional.

 

 

These guys, MILABS have only shown up a couple of time. My first encounter with them was during my time at SoCal Edison, ironically within the city of Irwindale.This is were I was first abducted.

In that incident I was with several of my coworkers who were all out of it. Just sitting in a cell being quiet. I felt I was sleepy, but managed to wake myself up. Since everyone was quiet I just sat there until the door open and a uniformed soldier told us to get up and follow them. We were lead to a large hanger like structure, were we formed into lines. Other groups of people were bought down here. We were under ground. There were several military officers were grey fatigues making sure we were formed into lines.... and medical personal doing check ups and then inoculating us. I made the mistake of asking what I was been injecting with....then the guards got called over. Fortunately other alarms went off....and they turned to focus on that.

 

The second strangest one involved a grey walking into my room. It levitated me off the floor and left. A few moments later a black ops soldier walked in and took a picture and left. I was confused as I was levitating off the floor by 5 feet. Then I was dropped... I was awake during the entire time....as the humming was heard before the grey walked in.

 

Although not military there is a period of missing weeks in which I worked for a company that doesn't exist. During a period in which I was looking for work, I happened upon a data entry job in a brick building near 110/105 freeway by railroad tracks and a residential area. They tried to make sure we always drank the free coffee and at the donuts before selections began for the day...and the rest would be sent home to return tomorrow. This went on for a few weeks. However I have no record of this.....but my aunt recalls I had a job for a few months were I would leave and sometime get back before noon.

 

The last of MILABs involves being off world. Apparently I work in some sort of administrative roll, and have a husband who is an officer. He was killed during an attack by the Draconians at our base. Though this one is on the fantastical side for me, too many of the events echo information I did not know at the time. I have no idea.....what this was...but it hurts when I think of him and knowing that my memories have been tampered with.

 

 

These guys like hiding in the background, usually using a tall white as a proxy. However the other I had a vision/dream seizure. I felt off and had to lay down. It was around 3:45pm, and I immediately knocked out. I ended up outside in the front, and could hear my neighbors. When I looked to the roof...there was a 1 1/2 tall plump mantid ....watching  them from the roof. It was not aware of me watching it. When I saw it...I knew I had to wake up. I woke up and it was 4:00pm.   

Days with out Sleep and some new dreams

Date: 8/17/2024
Type: Dream
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 1:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 10:00pm
State of Mind Before: Tired
State of Mind After: Me (Tired), Wolfbrother (Confused), Aunt (N/A)
Odd occurrences before: Wolfbrother Seeing things, Unusually sleepy
Odd occurrences after: CPTSD Incident a few days before.

It has been about a week since the last incident and I finally fell asleep about a day and a half ago. I also conked out most of the day on Friday, yet still fell asleep again as my body recovers. Luckily for those instance of deep sleep no weird dreams.

However there was a series of short dreams that have some concerns....

Dream 1

I am  in a hotel, it nice moderately price with a large comfortable bedroom, king-sized bed, short grey carpet, windows drown with beige curtains, wood panel walls, AC was on, there was a SMART IV which was off...a chair and end table by the TV which was on a stand...there was a set of clothes on the chair. No bathroom or closets....just a bedroom. I think to my self as I sit on the bed, I know they are watching. I do not want to sleep, I need to find somewhere safe. I wish I had a guy with me. Why am I alone.

Dream 2

I am being interrogate by a government agent. Small white room we are at a table. I am sitting across from him. Everything is white in this room, table, chair, wall, and ceiling. No light source. He is wearing a dark suit and sunglasses. He look to be a tall slim male man with receding hair line, black hair. He is asking about the plateaus, he wants to know their location. He says that I drew them on a map, but they are not in this area. He wants to know about the beings that live there that I have mentioned. I stare at him with some confusion, but realize he is talking about the "Other Los Angeles". I just tell him "Plateaus become foothills, they were in Montebello....but not anymore. It is neither here nor there". He became irritated as he insisted I have full memories about this region, but they are unable to locate it. Again I reply with sarcasm "You should know something about geography and geology. If you have access to my memory you know when it is'". He continued to try to question, but I refuse to cooperate any further.

Dream 3

My wolfbrother and three other guys were working in paranormal investigations. We seemed to make a great team, and I recall we have had several great investigations from bigfoot to ghosts. We are really close to the other team members and are like family. However as we are just hanging out, "They show Up" and demand that my Wolfbrother is coming with him. However they walk up to me. My wolfbrother and I are confused. My Wolfbrother asks, "You mean Me?". They look at him and say "No, you are that fat one. You are not wanted." I tell my friend to take my wolfbrother and go. "They" look at me and are preparing to take me, but I began attacking by throwing on out the window. They finally realize their mistake and I tell them to leave and never...never come back. I am tried of this. They attempt to subdue me, so I start to run. I am in an unfamiliar hallway. I pick a random door and there is a room full of asian children. They all look at me and them seem to be having a birthday party. I help out serving Cake and Ice Cream, as well as help them set up games. They are glad I was there, and when they are packing up I try to go with them. However, despite showing them a good time..they give me a black jellybean. They say "You are unwanted and unloved, you know this. You have a purpose, but you will never find happiness, You are marked". 

A Job that I never Had

Date: N/A, 2002-2004
Type: CE Anomaly
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 7:00am-1:30pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: N/A
State of Mind Before: N/A
State of Mind After: Confused (Me)
Odd occurrences before: N/A
Odd occurrences after: N/A

There are some experiences I have that do not fit into an Alien Encounter or odd Dreams. The are simply anomalies I have in life where I am unsure of what they were. What is creepy about them is that they blend in so well to my memory, but they have something wrong in it that is not consistent with my history.

In the past I have worked from many companies, as the nature of living in California one tends to have jobs instead of a steady occupation. It is just cheaper to hire long-term temps. I know these particular events occur sometime between 2002 to 2004, as in between this time I was looking for steady work. I know that 2000 was marked by my grandmother's death, and I transitioned from one job to another after 9/11. My next job I was laid off..... this is where things get ambiguous. I do know that I was looking for work, and sending out resumes like crazy... and trying a few temp agencies that didn't lead anywhere. I did get two temporary jobs in Long Beach for a few months..... which I definitely know happened before I landed a steady job for two years and where my long term relationship ended.

The event basically is I was hired by a company in South Los Angeles, I think between the 110 and 405 corridor, between the 710 and 10 freeways. I had to park along the street, it was a red brick building on a corner and another warehouse type building next to it on the right hand side. Behind it was a small parking lot used for delivery and there was another building behind it. The buildings were a row between a main street and residential area. The building had windows, but covered with white mini-blinds. I just one day got ready for work, left home and drove to this place.

I remember I felt like I was in a daze, and when I got there I was very tired. I know there was traffic, but it all felt very numbed getting to work. Arriving there I recall not feeling right. I was bothered by the fact I had to park on the side of the street and didn't exactly feel safe leaving my car. The building was off to as it was quiet and nondescript as if it was not in use. I would simply walk to the door and walk in. The floor was grey tile linoleum, and there was a short hallway. There were three rooms from the hallway. to the left and right were offices, with large glass windows that looked inside them. The secretaries and manager were stationed on other side. The hall lead into a third large floor room. Here there were rows of tables with computers, no partitioned stations, there was a space that filled 1/3 of the room as you walked in that was empty space... used for the morning meeting in which they selected the people that would work that day. The individuals present seemed as confused and dazed as I was. They were encouraged to have the "coffee" by the staff and donuts. I just happen not to be a coffee person. After mostly everyone had their coffee they would select the people to work. They would go to the computer and just start.... it was really odd since they all just went sat down and started programing. There was at least some 30 computers. This building was at least three to four stories. This room was open to the second floor.

The rest of the of us were told to sit tight and wait before being dismissed. Everyone seemed out of it more so especially if they drank the coffee. Anyone who didn't seem out of it was encourage to have more. I would just "sip" and keep my ears and eyes open. At the end of this main room was a stairway that connected to the second floor. From their it was an open space, with an area extending further back and above the first floor offices.. There was people up there monitoring what was going on the main floor. They were busy up there doing "office" work. Now back to the main room, along the left and right were two long rooms, that both lead to another back room which was storage and the loading area where you could have lunch. Both of these rooms had large bay windows so you could see into them. The only walls you could not see was the front rooms and backroom. To the left of the main room as a lab with microscope, and smelled of oil and chemicals. It reminded my of a tech lab, it used older equipment... that of like my school and making it seem that this was an old facility/business. No one was in this section much, and I only witnessed being used shortly before I had to leave around 12pm. This room lead to the back storage area that lead to the loading area. To the right was a room that was the lounge, partitioned by lower walls with glass windows. It contained a kitchen and two bathrooms.

Other than the administrators and supervisors, no one talked and any conversation between "employees" was discouraged. The first time I was picked, I was tasked to work on the computers. It was a test of some sort, dealing with 3D imagining using vector lines, and some other written essay. I finished in a relatively short time and was instructed by the computer to stop and wait until further instructions. I sat there and didn't really move and looked around discreetly to study the room. around lunch we were dismissed and told to go home.

What is odd I remember getting into the car, and then I home. I felt really tired and hazy about "working". I would then take a nap. The next day it was as if I didn't have a job and went through the day normally. The following day after that I would go again to "work". Over the period of the next three weeks I would come and go randomly to "work" from 7:00am to 12:30pm, sometime I would be chosen other times I would be held and told to go home. Toward then end of it there was an incident where I arrived at 9am, no one was there at the office. I walked in and the place was empty save one man. I tried to talk to him, and ask what was going on where was everyone. He was just "okay", "uh-huh", "we will get in touch with you". I know I mentioned that there was a delay on the freeway and that why I was not there. He asked then "What do I remember?". I was confused and didn't know what I was to say, I looked at him and said "I will return home and wait" with no tone. The drive home was still odd as I simply got into my car then ended up at home.

The next day, I just didn't want to go to "work" and remember entering a state of sadness and loss. I just didn't want to leave, it seemed intentional on my part. I felt I was partial aware of what was going on... and a part of me was fighting the strange behavior at this job. I made myself really sad. I never got a paystub, compensation, tax, employee hiring or discharge paperwork.... no trail of any evidence.I have a period of three weeks working from some phantom company...... and its been bothering me for some 15 years.

FAMILY HISTORY #001

Subject: Maternal grandfather
Date: 1917 to 1927, 1937-1950
Location: Texas, New Mexico, or Arizona

My grandfather once related a story about himself when he was younger. He was originally born in Sweetwater, Texas. He mother and father died, and he was sent to go and live with an aunt. He would run away and spent time between an orphanage and his aunt's home until one day he decided to run away and walk to California. He traveled by foot and road to California, crossing the desert highways.

One night will on his journey, he remember he was feeling quite ill. That night he claimed that angels came down from heaven and made him better. He remembers a ball of light, some figures, and then the next morning he felt all better. My grandfather was a religious man and believed this was a religious experience.

My grandfather's occupation was a mason and construction worker. He was contracted to help build many of the freeways in Southern California. He once related a story about how he was working and the government asked for skilled mason to work for them. They were picked up in bus with tinted window and sent to a location in which they need to have a decontamination shower before and after there work. The reason why this is mentioned is because the facility he worked at was similar to the underground mountain military facilities found throughout the Sierra Nevada (think like Stargate-SG1). He never said what he was doing, only about the buses, the odd showers, and working somewhere in the mountains.

Unable to verifying any other account due to the fact he is deceased as of 1986.