Movies: The Graciefield Incident

This film was originally made sometime in 2015, and its is about a weekend getaway with some friends in Canada. It centers are Matt and his girlfriend, as a year previously they were in an auto accident in which he lost an eye and their unborn child. They all (Mathew. John, Trey, Jessica, Julia, Liz, and the Mathew's dog) go for a weekend trip to Graciefield, a heavily forested area in Quebec, Canada. Mathew's boss has a private cabin in the woods, and he is a big foot enthusiast. The only nearby neighbor is a farm who grows....corn.
As they leave a news story talks about how a satellite in orbit was in a collision with an unknown object.
A few hours after they had settled in to the cabin, had dinner, had some fun, relaxed..... a shooting start or meteorite flies by. The guys are excited and want to see what it is so they head off into the wood. Mathew and John locate the odd rock, and as the girls come looking for them head back after some creepy stuff right away. Mathew's dog goes missing...and he is worried.

Now to make a long story short, people begin disappearing one by one as a being is stalking them. Mathew and John realize what is really going on but do not want to scare the women. Eventually things come out when Trey goes missing, then his girlfriend, soon John and his girlfriend, and lastly Matthew's girlfriend. By this time Matthew figures stuff out and realizes the rock he found is actually a container for an egg or something. When he finally offers it back to the alien...you found out it contained its young inside. The alien leaves and returns his friends and dog back....they are all naked.... and conveniently within minutes the Canadian search and rescue team arrive. Flash forward a year later, Mathew and his girlfriend have a child.

Now people may wonder why this movie finally came out to DVD around 2017. Supposedly it was because of DVD distribution issues. To complicate matters there was an other movie produced around the same time called "Extraterrestrial" that had a very similar plot except the alien baby...and their was a government cover-up. It had some very good concepts in it, but personally I didn't not like the movie.... the whole "baby alien" and the aliens trying to get the pod back made no sense. Literally the alien was in the vicinity of the pod when they found it, although it possessed an individual....it made no attempt to tell anyone "DUDE you have MY BABY. Give it back". Also....it was hours ago....and you mean that little pod was floating in orbit.....and no one noticed it was missing for hours? When it does crash on earth, you find it right away but do nothing becuase a human has a flash light? Things didn't not progress on a logical scale for me.

Severe Daddy Issues

Date: April 24th 2018
Type: CE4
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 700am-10:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 5:00am [Me])/2:00am [Aunt]/N/A [Guest]
State of Mind Before: Overwhelmed, Tired, Worried (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
State of Mind After: Depressed, Scared, Worried, Overwhelmed (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Wolfbrother, Insomnia
Odd occurrences after: Hit on on the Head (Thurs)

As you know first off since my birthday I have been unable to sleep well. Not only am I trying to save my wolfbrother, but I am dealing with my overwhelming issues at times. The PTSD has been high the past two months, especially with "their" two cents added to the mix. I have not recorded a lot of things which is not good, so I am playing catch up now.

So this night I was afraid to go to sleep again, so I stayed up until 5:00am until I felt safe. I had the AC on since I was burning up, and managed to get comfortable and got to sleep. I know I had some false starts of drifting off as I was still afraid, but ultimately relaxed by 7:00am.

I wake up in a facility, it is one of those places were there are tons of people other than myself that are their.
It was grey cement walls, floors, and ceilings with some used furniture for comfort. The times I was allowed to walk about, it seems it was a series of connected rooms from a large hallways with common rooms as well. People were grouped by immediate families. I was grouped with my mother, stepfather, and brother and was upset I was there. I wanted to go home, and I was in my early twenties it seemed. The area we were kept at was disorganized and I did my best to clean. I offered to help my mom with the cooking and tried to tell them we should get out of here. They did not understand why I felt threatened. The "organizers" who I can't clearly remember, but who asked me stuff, was wondering why I didn't want to stay with my family and how come I did not associate with my brother. I told him that he tried to kill me and we never  got along, he was just biologically related to me and didn't mean he was my family. They then introduced my little brother, Ryan, and that got me to stay. I am very protective of him (not my biological brother). At night the "organizers" would come and take us for tests. I managed to get him out and we would avoid them. After three days they transferred him out. So I decided to leave to find him.

[NOTE: Wolfbrother recalls the same dream. After I left he was trying to follow me as he escaped, he was a mile away.]

I urged my mother to leave, and let her know I was leaving. She mocked me that I couldn't, then she threatened to kill me. She said I was hers, I was their property as they made me, and they gave me to her. She was going to kill me if I left, if she couldn't have me as they promised then she would see me destroyed.
So I simply popped out. I end up miles away from the facility which was bathed in daylight, the area I was in was at night. It was different as it had a lot of outdoorsy place along a beach. This seemed more unconstrained or "free ranged" for the privileged. Here while people enjoyed the night, the "organizers" would come during the day and conduct the tests. My biological father was here, and he was waiting for me. It caught me completely off guard as I am estranged with him. My feelings were of instant disgust and anger, I was caught off guard by his prescence and the fact that he simply wanted to have dinner with me and talk.
I said this was bad comedy, and asked were my wolfbrother was. He promised to take me to him, but wanted to know about his first born and namesake, what sort of man I had become, as I was his son and he had a right to know as my 'Dad'. This angered me and I spat toward him as I told him he has no right to call me that or claim that title for himself. However I was willing to talk as long as I got back to my wolfbrother.
So we head to the Hindu restaurant there, which the staff knows me from before since I have visited this facility more than once. The staff already has my signature and informs me I don't have to pay as they are aware of whom/what I am. My biological father and I discuss myself, small talk mostly. He inquires about my biological brother and if I talk to him. He seems impressed overall as I turned out to be descent, despite things. He was disappointed that there was no connection to my biological brother.

I asked him about my Wolfbrother and he said he would take me to him as soon as we finished dinner. He made me feel a bit vulnerable, as if I saw him for the first time as a regular person. There was a brief second of longing for the fact I did not have a dad. He said that he wished to have had the chance to know me, as I was an excellent son he was proud of, that in a way I turned out like him. My anger sparked as I responded "No...you are Marcos. I am Michael...I am NOT your son...you hated me and loathed me....tried to kill me...how could I ever be your son!?". He didn't seemed phased. Finished with his dinner he got up and we started to walk to the beach. There were only a handful of stars. I told him to be careful as there was a drop up ahead and was surprised I could see in the dark and that I remembered being here many times before.
I muttered under my breath "You are nothing like Dan, he is a real dad"...He asked what I was murmuring but changed the subject and then he held my hand. He looked at me and said "You are my son, my firstborn male. I regret that you stayed with and was hurt by MOM". He looked at me to gauge my response. I only said, "Where is my wolfbrother?". He seemed irritated and told me to stop asking, he would take me to him.
He told me to ask the questions I had of him.

I say "Ok...M.A.R.C.O.S... I need to ask...I get abducted by aliens. It has a lot to do with you. I am not sure it is childhood trauma, as these things happened.". He began to laugh at me and looks at me and says "Seriously? If you are talking about that time I left you n the the room when I had the suitcase... (a new bad memory surfaced)". I cut him off and said "No the one that happened around 3 to 4, the one I saw in the room at night, and the other stuff...in the forest...", my voice begins to crack as I am getting upset. He replies plainly "I don't want to talk about this. You shouldn't remember any of this. They told me you shouldn't remember. I just want to know who my son is and how he is doing." I start to breakdown and cry on the floor....because of the weight of memories....the absence of a father/dad. I pick myself up and wipe away the tears and yell at him "I am smart, I have a kind heart. I am socially awkward...", the scene of the beach begins to shift to another series of hallways and rooms at a facility and I go on, "I can perceive things. I know what is going on....", I am fighting what is really happening and the emotional turmoil in me. I see a flash of loathing and anger as I say "And I am gay, but hey no one wants me because I so fucked up anyway, so no harm nor fowl in the bigger picture!".

Everything stops, he focuses on me with such an intensity, "THAT IS WHY I HATE YOU! WHY I WANTED TO KILL YOU! YOU WERE DEFECTIVE FROM THE VERY START and disgust me....how could I love such an abomination? That is why i gave you to them to protect my real son, Nicholas. I don't even know why I bothered wanting to know what became of you. Such a disappointment....you have all the drive and intelligence for something great....but", he spits on the ground in utter disgust, "YOU are an utter perversion. NO ONE WILL EVER LOVE YOU! THEY WILL DESIRE YOU FOR WHAT YOU CAN DO, but will always be disgusted by you. I am glad you changed your name. I don't want anyone to know I am associated with such a SHAME. Shame. Shame. Shame."
He looks at me as I look broken, but a cold fire ignites within me. My eyes grow icy blue, my rage burns cold and I shift and change. I know where I am...we are neither here nor there....but in a place where I have some influence as well. I become a feral and vicious beast of darkness with wings. I proclaim that they will all suffer for this..... and I begin ripping and tearing into being near by.....

I wake up crying and shaking.... I feel really really hurt. I have to compose myself before I text and send to my wolfbrother. It really really bothered me. The next day they briefly show up and give me a cryptic message.... "Officer Jeffrey Ofileck, LAPD, number 323-***-****". I dismiss it causing I am angry.
I try to recount this incident to my wolfrbother but break down. I cannot read it. It hurts so bad.


        

My Trip to the Moon

Date: April 17th 2018
Type: CE3
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 9:30pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: 9:30pm [Me])/N/A [Aunt]/N/A [Guest]
State of Mind Before: Overwhelmed, Tired, Worried (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
State of Mind After: Depressed, Scared, Worried, Overwhelmed (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Dreams, Wolfbrother, CE4 a few nights before
Odd occurrences after: None

There has been activity, but as you can expect I am ore-occupied with getting my Wolfbrother back to health. It has been four months and I am not giving up on him. I am glad that once again our bond is back, and I am doing everything I can to help mend his mind, body, and spirit. As expected I have been order by one group to watch over him.....even getting messages from people in the waking world that "You must watch him and protect him. You two are supposed to stay with one another". I must admit that I do not know what hurts more...the demands that I watch over him from "them" or fellow humans telling me that there is a real connection between us....as I feel abysmally alone and unloved at times (in regards to a special someone).

As I am low on funds, yesterday I had to stay in. During this time I had another experience....but this was a memory flashback. I was driving home from Lancaster and it was late at night. I was tired, but I knew I have to get home to take care of my aunt and stuff. Suddenly the freeway was gone and I was no longer on pavement. It seems I had swerved unto the side of the road as there was dirt and rocks, I started to feel light headed. I rolled down the window and it was very cold. I was having trouble breathing. It wasn't really night or day, but a dark twilight. It stopped the car and opened the door and looked around, too weak to stand...out of breath, legs out of the car. The air was so thin, and it was cold. I looked up and I could see Earth. Was I on the moon? Can't breath, I am gonna pass out. There are humanoids walking toward me from behind the car in the distance. This can't be happening.

I wake up, and in a few minutes my Wolfbrother calls me. I let him know what happened. He is hungry, and I let him know he has some supplies I stocked for him at the "home". I apologize to him and tell him I will make some fresh food for him soon. He hangs up on me. I fall asleep and wonder why?

Leg Injury and New Guys

Date: April 14th 2018
Type: CE4
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 4:00pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: 9:30pm [Me])/N/A [Aunt]/N/A [Guest]
State of Mind Before: Depressed, Sad, Lonely (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
State of Mind After: Depressed, Sad, Overwhelmed (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Wolfbrother, Previous Exprience and Dreams, PTSD
Odd occurrences after: Left Leg Injuried


I was not to happy. I am sad that I am alone and I feel like a loser.I am in bed and the usual whinny sound happens and the door opens. I say/think "Leave me alone. Ryan told you I am off limits. Just leave me alone please." I sensed they were confused for two reasons as they hesitated; 1) I was not asleep and knocked out, and 2) I was not paralyzed. They did not know whether they should proceed or not.
They did not seem like the usual bunch as they showed, apprehension. I could see there silhouettes on the wall. I was facing the wall, being very still and staring at my black pillow. They just stood there. Although I seemed rather calm, it hit me finally as I was "awake". I began to broadcast "Shit, Shit, Shit, Shit....ummm I have a weapon. I will use it! Go away! Leave me alone!".
At that moment one rushed and put its hand under my comforter and touched my left leg. I couldn't move now and my ankles locked. I swooned and soon I found myself being moved down a black corridor. I could hear the confusion in their thoughts as to why I was awake, why the sound thing didn't work, and why I was broadcasting. They were wondering if I could "hear" them. As usual I was resisting and watching. We were moving down a black corridor and not sure if it was a physical space or something else. I was being floated, and some how I managed to accelerate my speed which caught hem off guard. I hit my leg on something and hit the ground, I could move and somehow ported out?

I woke up back in my bed, but I felt really weird and cried myself to sleep.

Odd Dreams of a TV Show

Date: April 5th 2018
Type: CE3
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 6:00am 12:00pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: 1:30am [Me])/N/A [Aunt]/N/A [Guest]
State of Mind Before: Tired, Worried (Me)/Nervous, Upset, Sad (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
State of Mind After: Depressed, Scared, Worried, Overwhelmed (Me)/Confused, Scared (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Dream week before
Odd occurrences after: None

I was with my mother at some industrial park. We were escorted to an office. She was having a meeting with an older gentleman in a light charcoal grey business suit, white Caucasian male, grey white hair mustache and mutton chops. They were discussing my mother's trip within a few days as she was selected. He and a few women that were there and they said they were pleased with went has passed so far with me. My brother was there, but they didn't reference or acknowledge him. My mother leaned over and whispered that she needed an eye exam before she left, but didn't have the money, She needed to borrow $120 dollars. I told her I could not lend her the money, but she could have it. As they kept talking there was loading whirlwind of noise coming from outside.
The businessman and the women seemed bothered as they could not tell who it was or which direction it was. As I knelt down and scanned the skies, I saw an Osprey a few block away. It was just in a hoover position, then it shifted to plane mode and did a right angle turn. I commented "That is odd, as a helicopter it could easily swivel and change position without turning at initial take off?". The business man looked at me and told the women, to send my mother home. He wanted to talk to me alone.

Next thing I know I am walking to my car outside the industrial park at night. I have three DVDs with me. I look them over and they are "The Incredibles", "Isle of Dr. Moreu", and "The Werewolf". When I get to the car there are two more DVDs by the passenger door. One is a DVD that hasn't come out yet, "Paw Patrol with Tracker", and the last one was some fantasy movie I was happy to get. I was wondering why there was two DVDs by my car and no one took them.
Then I realized I am being watched. The Osprey is a few block over and watching, not making a sound though, A though goes by my head and I wonder why the past few weeks there have been so many military air vehicles flying by my house. Way to much activity. I get in the car and Ryan is now in the passenger side as says "Hello, Michael we need to talk". I lock the doors once we get inside and ask "What are we going to talk about". He does the usual, "There is a lot of to talk about, but now is not the time or place".
I "pop" us out of frustration far away to a warehouse home, during the day.
He seems confused as he doesn't know where we are or how I did this.
I say "Sit down", and I get a DVD and put it in. I begin to show him a DVD about show explaining some of the things "Greys".

The show centers around three make high school teenagers experiences. It is a British show from the late 1990s to early 2000s. The opening trailer is done in water colors with a soft pink, then starts to go dark red.
Then there is a white chalky circle in the center. It seems to glow and out steps a shadowy silhouette of a Grey. The scene shifts then as to motion as it looks like you are going through a dark tunnel with calm deep cello music playing. The silhouette then gets to a room with three other circles. It books his head through one of the white chalky portals.
The scene shifts as you see a normal boys room and a portal form of a black inky ring. The silhouette of the grey is now polarized so it looks like a "White with Black Eyes". No one is in the room so he with draw his head and tries another portal and step out. He is another room, the young man is sleeping whoever there are FBI agents/Men In Black waiting and shines a flash light on the grey and it jumps back and closes the portal. The third portal it steps through and it is the room we are in watching the TV with us watching the scene. We look back, and see it and it sees us and jumps back in the portal.
The scene they shows a silhouette of three teens in white, on a red background. There is no name for the show, but ends in a deep cello crescendo.
Ryan asks "What was that?" and is confused. I explain to him "In my collection of stuff there are things in the DVDs. It deals with fractals and meta-reality. We are being watched an accessed via a transitional dimension. Remember the analogy how we are literally all connected via roads, electrical wires, pipes, and possessing similar items? That allows them to manipulate and locate us.

At that point while he thinks about what I am saying I hear my dog bark. I become worried and run outside. There are a lot of cars along the highway evacuating. People are packing and leaving as "It is not safe". I am angry that someone tried to take my doggy pal. I start to hope on the cars looking for him. Eventually near the freeway bridge (Seems we were in Palmdale) I find him locked behind a kennel with many other dogs. Some lady was collecting the abandoned dogs. I get him back. The lady asks why am I not leaving. THEY are coming. I look at her and say "Where are you going that they cannot find you, they are already listening and can see you. I am already marked, and we may be your hope for survival. Just don't turn on us when the time comes. Some of us are awakened and not their puppets."