Anomalous Behavioral Pattern

Alone, Different, and Waiting

 Odd how I can find a picture that hold the meaning of how I feel. Lately I been noticing some anomalous behavior and emotional responses. I am aware that it may be from sleep deprivation from my chronic insomnia, which is a result of the alien encounters and mental scenarios I have. It may also be from the additional stress from the situation with my Wolfbrother, and our shared and interactive alien encounters and mental scenarios we suffer from. The common thread is the whole Alien thing.... yet I think the damage was preset and things were engineered with me this way. I will explain more of this, as it is too coincidental.

First things first. My relation to the rest of the world. I am a classic introvert by nature, and great with small groups. I value intimacy and quality relationships, and do well in a structured and situation (knowing my function and place). The one things I am constantly told by "Them" is that I am DEFECTIVE. I have no value other than what I was made for. My personality seems to have been shaped by this, but being as DEFECTIVE  as I am ...for some really weird reason I am functional. I have reviewed things and I know I compartmentalize many things, remain apathetic, and try to review as they come. With me it is trying to hold up my obligations and responsibilities. In time eventually when I reflect on things I see how broke I am, how worthless I truly am, why no one would every value me other than as an object or resource. The per usual I file those thoughts away, and go on with my assigned tasks and duties, distracting myself with research.

This is where the contradiction lies though, I realize my potentiality and worth of who I am. I can asses the value I have to others, in the sense of my usefulness. I am loyal, nurturing, a mediator, someone who is willing to walk by another as an equal companion, someone who is worth knowing and enjoying life with. However reality hits me.....and since I dislike contradictions I seem to sabotage certain aspects of myself to reflect the reasons as to why I am such a failure and undeserving of companionship. What kind of person would want me? Why would I inflict myself one someone else?

No I isolated why I am feeling this way. My sexual orientation and the alien experiences. Although I have a history of severe emotional abuse from my family (my father did not want me, tried to kill me more than once, severe abandonment issues from my mother, being considered "defective" etc.), I dealt with that. When i think back on those issue it is sad, but that is in the past. However when looking at my orientation for instance, it only reaffirms my DEFECTIVE nature and that no one will ever want me. Example, I once held Christianity close to my heart, was a member of a church and wanted to become a member of the order. How ever they made me realize that I was the worst being in all of creation, not worthy of forgiveness and damned no matter what I do. I can never seek absolution of this sin as I am fundamentally an abomination.
I will be tolerated, but in the end I will be damned and left behind. My Wolfbrother consistently remind me of this, who I am loved and valued....but in the end I am an abomination that will be cast off when the time comes. My nature is to strive to prove myself of my worth and seek some form of acceptance, but I only see that it will end as they say. I will be alone.... no matter what I would be able to do I will never know love.
Only betrayal.... I am DEFECTIVE.
Beside the religious aspect, my own supposed community finds me distasteful. As I am different, I do not follow their agenda, and this I am alone. Then if something does come forward...the alien issue comes in.
Why would I curse someone else to this experience?

What is worse, and I do not know which came first. This conclusion I have or their influence in the matter. They attempt to remind me everyday that I am alone, unwanted, that I am an object, not a being who deserves anything. Their interference in my life is one of the causes why my father tried to kill me, why there were issues with my mother, why I feel like a pariah among my peers. I see their hands in my life guiding and influencing events that seems to have per-pared me for my next participation in their experiments. I think part of the defensive mechanism I have in place is the compartmentalization, which keeps me sane and functional.
I do not know if their intention is to have a broken and passive subject..... but they keep reminding me I am DEFECTIVE. Also the way I think....I feel so isolated. I feel no one understands me, and the whole situation with my Wolfbrother (the 2017 issues) only reminds me of what levels they are willing to go to hurt me and others. They have manipulated me, and hurt me in so many ways beside the physical scars.

I don't want to feel right now. I have no escapes either. My logical mind cannot fathom the reasons for alcoholism, drug use, or even paid companionship. If I even tried such measure, it would be ineffective.
What I need in my life will never be, that hurts more since  I know what I need. I can't buy it or take it by force. In the unlikely event that I do encounter it, would I be so selfish to endanger them with the alien thing?
In the past anyone who presented themselves for me to hold onto ends up hurting me even worse, each time they were "involved" in the selection and association with said solution. 

I am becoming emotional as well which is not good. The apathy isn't working. I am beginning to feel Fear, Loss, and Sorrow. This of course causes me such emotional pain, in need to find way to override or nullify it. So far I can pacify things, but it is only a matter of time.

I realize that it is beyond my ability to change the whole thing about my orientation. I am who I intend to be. There is nothing wrong with it. I am a good person. I can survive on my own as it has been proven. I just have to somehow remove the need "to be loved" and "accepted". It is a tricky thing, and honestly I can't be heartless. The second thing with the Aliens I can change... I can resist, makes allies, and hopefully find away to stop this not only for myself...but others. However oddly enough.... I need people to do it.... otherwise certain scenario automatically will be enacted.

It reinforces why they seem to want me isolated and broken, but as I am DEFECTIVE DEFECTIVE, they will not get what they intended. As I said be before.... Be Aware, Try to Be Calm, and Resist.

As to the picture above. It reminds me that even in a group I am alone. Although I am capable of not only surviving on my own, but assisting others.....I am alone. The guys together crossed legged represent the difference and they will never accept me. They seem to be on stable and dry land. The lone figure is being washed away slowly by the sea, a force bigger than himself. His leg position means he is seeking, open to something or someone. waiting for completion or fulfillment.

Missing Post 4-7-18 "More Threats"

Date: April 7th 2018
Type: CE4
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 11:00pm-1:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 10:30pm [Me])/N/Aam [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, Told to Sleep
Odd occurrences after: None

My sleep schedule is ruined, it is hot and my body temperature is up. I have the AC going. I am on the computer typing when I get the urge to fall asleep because I been ordered "GO TO BED" by someone.
I quickly go to my area without rhyme or reason and go to sleep real fast. As soon as I shut my eyes I hear my wolfbrother say "Please don't let me go. You have to stay with me. I need you. Don't let go".  I start to drift off to a deep sleep. Soon I find I am walking with my mother, but it isn't her. I ask "Where is my Wolfbrother?". It responds "That is not important". This is MOM and not my mom, I start to run from it.

It is like a blank corridor I am in, and the following words are yelled into my head "THERE IS NO PLACE TO RUN. WE ARE ALWAYS WATCHING. YOU ARE ALWAYS ALONE. HE IS JUST USING YOU. YOU KNOW THIS." I keep running and up in a weird bedroom. There is no doors and windows, the walls just surround me. There is a girl and a boy on either side of me on some old beds. The girl calls herself Anabelle and asks me whats a matter. I grab a plastic stick. She looks worried, the fat boy tells me I am safe. They look like old badly made life sized dolls. I tell them "Don't touch me! I am looking for my Wolfbrother. He is my little brother. You need to leave him alone." Anabelle turns to me and says "You should be more concerned about what will happen to you". The fat boy comes closer and says "We have touched you since you were little. You have the mark and are ours". For some reason I start to flood my head with old TV Themes rapidly; "I love Lucy", "LaVerne and Shirley", "Munsters", "Happy Days", Threes Company", and the "Andy Griffith Show". The room disappears as I keep cycling through episodes I watched randomly, so many characters and plots, I add more and more from every episode I watched.
Soon I am in a white oval room light by ambient light. Two of "them" are on the ground from sensory overload. They are having trouble processing all the images and sound I sent. I step on a light disc and access a console that materializes. It is a mental construct that is an interface and semi-tangible it feels like cartilage of some sort. I slide the controls and access a speech from president Nixon I once recall from an alternate tangent, for some reason I need to access this......

"My fellow Americans. I come before you once more to inform you of a terrible discover that not only threatens America, but the rest of the wold as well. As president I have become privy to secrets of National Security, threats to the U.S. interests both domestic and abroad. I have been advised not to proceed with the following revelation, but as they say 'That ship has already sailed'.
It has come to my attention, and as many of you already know we are being visited by being of unknown origin. Their craft have been spotted for decades now, and many of you are obviously aware of their presence. It is my duty to let the American people know we are looking into this threat with all seriousness.."

I stop as the two greys are coming out of their daze and I shift. I think I am in NYC sometime around 1969 or 1972. I am by Madison Square Gardens. The weather is kinda of nasty so I head for a Irish Pub and Restaurant, you have to be a member to get in....but no one notices me. I can smell the cabbage, the shepard's pie, potatoes, and sweet malty ale. Some of the men are talking about a boxing match. I notice that a sick irishman is sneaking into the pub as they offered to by a member a free meal and a pint. He didn't like the weather either. He come ups to me and says "My boys will be needing you still lad. Go back home and find your place by his side." When he pats me on the back I awake.

Missing post for 4-9-18

Date: April 9th 2018
Type: CE4. Dream
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 7:00am-9:00am
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, "People" coming into the room
Odd occurrences after: None

I have mentioned that there are some locations that are repeatable in my dreams like the movie theaters, vacation spots, hotels, areas of the city, etc. This time I have a very odd dream of a place I have dreamed of in over 30 something years. It is called "Medieval Mountain".

The mental scenario starts off with me working at Kaiser, but my co-workers are individuals from my elementary school as adults. I recognize most of them with now problem. Regina wanted to go to lunch with me, but I told her that I needed to go to the bank. I did not want to go with her, but she said it would be ok.
I was wondering why I Regina was here, because Audrey is the one who was abducted. As soon as that though crossed my mind the dream shifted.

No I was with my aunt and taking her in a wheelchair to a place known as Medieval Mountain. She asks me if I am going to take my Wolfbrother here. I say "He really doesn't talk to me anymore. He only listens to them and refused to take my hand. He will take from me...but that is about it". I start to wheel here around.
Now this place doesn't exist in this reality, it is a facade and a combination of several places. It is basically a themed miniature golf center with a castle, they serve pizza, have jousting, a magic show, and an arcade. When I was younger "they" would take me here and watch me interact and see what games I would play in the arcade. They also showed my magic tricks during the magic show. I know this is all fake, something else is behind the facade, I know that the arcades is a testing area, the magic show is an instruction room, the jousting hall is a presentation and operation theater, and the pizza area is an injection/supplement place.
My aunt wanted to see the stuff, but I told her that none of this was safe. The knights walking around where observing the kids and teens here, a few looked at me and I gave a blank look as if I was enthralled. I started to go up the ramp toward the jousting area. This was a huge arena/amphitheater where special individuals like myself were shown. It was glowing in soft twilight, the carving along the walls and tables where as I remember them and sparkled and shimmered. They reminded me of pictoglyphs. One of the knights asked I needed help....I played dumb and started to go back to the arcade. At that point they asked about my aunts wheel chair, they said they had a special chair for here and we couldn't use the one we had.
So I picked her up and sat her down on a regular chair.

In the distance I spotted 5 horseman. I knew who it was and I quickly ported to him. I stopped them as they were riding. The lead horseman was dressed in a black/purple shroud with a black crown and sword. I stated "Drop the act. As usual you have it all wrong. Famine, War, Pestilence, and Death do not serve you. They are your jailers and keepers. Take off that hood and see things for what they are. Awaken. Remember who I am and walk with me." There is a sharp pain behind me and I hear "Do not interfere!". I wake up. 

Missing Post for 4-20-18

Date: April 20th 2018
Type: CE4
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 700am-11:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 4:20am [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: Missing Time(s)

The day was met with a bunch of false wake ups. I was stuck in some sort of loop in which I would awake text my wolfbrother, only to find that I was dreaming, and repeat the process a few times. Sometimes I got farther than just texting my wolfbrother. I got as far as completing my obligations with my aunts care and driving to see my wolfbrother...only to wake up again.

Earlier in the morning after I fell asleep sometime after 4am...I awoke during a medical procedure. My legs were in the air and I was on a table. I was rather calm. A few individuals were doing a rectal exam and colonoscopy of some sorts. They were surprised I woke up during the procedure and was conscious. There was a concern, but I told them quickly "I won't struggle. This feels kinda nice. You know I am gay." They seemed puzzled, but since I was calm they went about their business as the device was already in. One of the more human looking operators assisting "them" was by me and I asked what should I call him. He responded "A. Perez". They soon finished and put me back in my sleeping area. As mentioned above....there was a lot of false wake ups and I tried texting my wolfbrother about this. I even thought I posted the blog.

The Nephilim and the wolf

Date: May 10th 2018
Type: CE4
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 10:45pm-11:15pm
Attempted Time of Sleep: 10:45pm [Me])/N/A [Aunt]/N/A [Guest]
State of Mind Before: Overwhelmed, Tired, Frustrated, Depressed (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
State of Mind After: Scared, Hurt (Me)/In Pain (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Wolfbrother, Flashes of Light on Ceiling, Prompted to Sleep.
Odd occurrences after: Shaken and Emotionally Hurt.

This evening I was trying to configure a nightcam for use in the home that Mars Apollo gifted me. Because I do not use Wi-Fi I was unable to configure it and make it work. I did research for about two hours trying to find a workable configuration. There is one possible method I can try.
Around 10:45pm I had the intrusive thought of  "Go to sleep. Find Mars Apollo", I only complied as I am physically worn out, tired, and need to be in the cold. So I laid down with the pillow over my head bundled up, and questions began.
The questions were concerning my Wolfbrother and Mars Apollo, they wanted to know where my loyalties lay. They wanted to know if I would show he same loyalty to Mars Apollo as I do my Wolfbrother. They were inclined to inform me that the plans for Mars Apollo would require my support. I interjected that "I do not appreciate being manipulated, and neither does he. Go away. I am tired, he is tired, we need to rest. If you want us to talk, have Mars Apollo call me know and I will drive down to his area. It is not far. We could meet at several public and discrete locations...I began to give them a list of such places from Palos Verdes to the industrial areas of Torrance."

Another individual said "Enough. Show him what will happen if he says no", and soon they showed me from a FPV of myself driving the car at night along the 101 en route to see my Wolfbrother. At the Brooklyn off ramp where the 101 enters downtown, they had me black out. I was no longer in control of the car, I attempted to quickly put the breaks on, shift into neutral, hit the emergency light, and steer toward the wall. There was a grumble of irritation from them as I should have been completely limp since my motor function were cut. They allowed me to hear what was going on, but my sight and and body was not responding correctly, I managed some grunts. The car sort of spun out as a car hit me, then another proceed to crash in and push me hard into the tunnel wall. I noticed there was internal injuries and I was bleeding out. At first I cried out for my mother, then got upset as she hated me....I yelled out for my Wolfbrother because this was not really happening, and got mad because he too hates me. This was a mental scenario, and playing on a few levels of my inner turmoil. I was upset at myself that I keep hoping that my Wolfbrother would keep his word.

I was surprised to hear in my head, "What???? He should not be conscious like this. He is awake", a voice was irritated. I yelled in shock as before me was a grey's spindly legs and arm that I could see from my pillow fort. I jumped and yelled in surprised, and it ported out. The other two went invisible. "What should we do? He left us. Finish. No, he is not like the other one, he won't attack, he will listen", they were confused and were trying to adapt to the situation and complete their mission. They began to negotiate.... if I would comply they would assist my Wolfbrother. Details would be forthcoming, but I would need to make a choice. This sensed my anger and began to fade.....my thoughts were "I do not want to be manipulated again. All you do is hurt me, and these scars don't heal. What you intend to do will cause severe harm to him and those whom he cares for. Do not do this." There last response was "That was not a threat, but a consequence if you do not comply."

I immediately texted my Wolfbrother. Of course he did not read it, but he called me within five minutes asking to come over. I told him what had happened and for him to read the texts. I am feeling hurt....loss...not for me... but the bad emotional hurt that is a fester wound that they just poked. I am running my apathy algorithm to counteract this feeling. I will be fine...I always survive somehow.

Update: My aunt apparently had an encounter between this time with a shadowy being that was attempting to touch her.

What is the Plan. My value to them

Over the course of years my research has led me to the following conclusions about my experiences with them. I tried to dissociate myself from an emotional response as much as possible, and try to look at the reason why I am a test subject for them. I am self-reflective, seeing what use I would be and why based upon the experiences I know.

GMO, "Genetically Modified Organism"I am an experiment, a generational one that has been engineered as far back as my great-grandparents. I know on my mother side there is a history of twins in the family, and also we share some odd precognitive abilities. On this side, we have a large number of professionals who are academically inclined. On my fathers side I have Native American Indian Blood, and oddly enough both grandparents come from Sweetwater, Texas.

-Physical Complications: Mal-rotated Kidney, Fluctuating Metabolism, Dehydration Prone, Accelerated Filtration with Kidneys.
-Modifications: Accelerated Child Development, Emphatic Enhancements, Cognitive Enhancements, Behavioral Conditioning

I been selected as a candidate to be more "adaptive" to their native environment and using me to gauge if there is a biological mechanism of subservience to them and there hybrid or gene-manipulated experiments.
The early contact in my mother's womb was the first stage of manipulation, and my formative years was the rest. I was subjected to the behavior conditioning as well as the cognitive enhancements most abductees get.
I been through the test to show my ability at 3D and 4D spatial awareness, puzzle solving skills, using their technology, and basic assessment tests. The psychological tests I believed failed, as I DO NOT feel I am special. I do not know if it was due to religion, family instability, or them.... but I personal feel that I am not worthy of love and am defective. Although some may view this as a negative, it does have some advantages as it acts as a drive to work harder, be more compassionate, be detached, and less likely to be influenced by. Physically the changes done are most like to make  my genetics compatible, allowing me to sire offspring and function in their native environment. The oddity with my kidney regulates my core body temperature, which burns hot and is a boon in cold. However I overheat, but am able to filter out foreign substances faster.
The changes to my synaptic pathways I think were for communication purposes.

Environmental Conditioning and CompatibilityAt least with them, their environment is different from that of earth. They have a preference from low illumination, there circadian cycle is different than hours, and the preferential temperature is cold. Over the course of my life I have been a little off...I am sensitive to illumination, preferring darkness or shade. My circadian rhythm is off....which I operate with little sleep with a preference to nocturnal environment, but I am active for a period of 48 hours.....then become sluggish. I prefer a cooler temperature.
Also exposure to their environment and physical proximity has allowed me to be more awake. I have an inclination due to this manipulation to my genetics, it makes me a good candidate as I am "functional". These traits and enhancements may be passable to any offspring as I have adapted.

SubservienceThis I learned through overhearing them. As noted in my experiences, it seems they paired me with another human test subjects that were also modified. They are classified as "starseeds". I think their genetic markers are manipulated to indicate some higher level of foreign DNA or pheromones that would make us more pliable. As mammals we do have a recessive and instinctual nature consider scent through body chemistry. Although most of don't consciously realize it we are influence by scents that can make us more agreeable.
With two of the individuals I know, there was this strong factor they pushed.
Seeing how compliant and helpful I could be, in both a rational and irrational way. Through there experiments, they have seen that some of it works. Although I have my free will, I can be easily manipulated in irrational ways. I am aware of it and note it, and must convince myself logically against such suggestions or influences.
In addition to the obvious, a renewed experiment which was terminated when I was in my late teens and early twenty's re-emerged. That of the pairing off and bonding with someone. My wolfbrother was such an individual in which they thought by providing a modified individual whom I would bond with and was modified, it would make me more receptive to influence.

Unrealized ScenariosMy difficulty as a subject has also shown them some surprising data as well. By modifying the and re-mapping neural pathways, there have been unforeseen consequences. The ability to hear them more clearly, feedback, ability to detect with sight (as far as sensitivity to UV spectrum), and I think to do some of the stuff they do in too a limited degree.
We do know since WWII both the former USSR and the USA have had private and government operations look into the fringe science for advantageous individuals with latent psychic talents. Many sought to discover and use such talents as Remote Viewing, Telepathy, Telekinetic, Clairvoyance, Clairsentience, Precognitive, and other extrasensory abilities. As our technologies have adapted there are example that we have a rudimentary understanding of how all this works. Currently we have the ability to now operate a computer with our thoughts!  

Mars Apollo is at War

Date: May 7th 2018
Type: CE4
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 4:15am-4:35am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 3:150am [Me])/2:00am [Aunt]/1:00am [Guest]
State of Mind Before: Overwhelmed, Pre-occupied with Tap Tap Fish (Me)/N/A (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
State of Mind After: Numb, Apathy, Hurtl (Me)/Scared (Aunt)/N/A (Guest)
Odd occurrences before: Wolfbrother, Insomnia, Flash of Light on Ceiling, One standing in the room and disappearing before bed.
Odd occurrences after: Left side of body from head to toe, extremely cold less that the 64 degree temperature in the room. After an 1 hour and 30 min, still cold and tingly.

There is a lot on my mind, from issues with my Wolfbrother and his health to my financial well being, and my piling responsibilites. Add to that I do not want to sleep because of "them". Since my March I been on edge, and fortunately not too much major stuff since I am preoccupied with my wolfbrother. To unwnid I was playing Tap Tap fish for a bit laying on my bedding area. As I was laying doing about 30 minutes into the game I had a feeling someone was standing a few feet away watching me. I quickly glanced from the screen to the area, but since it was a transition from a lighted screen to darkness my eyes were not quick to adjust. I did see a medium sized grey "tannish" stand there and fade. Unlike the usual ones this one looked like a wrinkled naked emaciated old man with dark beady eyes, no nose or ears. I just ignored and played until 4:00am as that is when the daily reset in the game. I was going to press on, but I had the urge to turn off and sleep. I actually questioned why, and if I should since it was an outside thought and not my own. I got an empathic feeling of "he heard us". I flashed the phone quickly around the room to ease my conscious, nothing unsual. I figured I must be paranoid and that lack of sleep is causing me to be hypervigilant....but I do need to sleep. The AC was already on and I wa at a comfortable 64 degrees. I laid down and looked up at the ceiling and above me was a small silver pinpoint of light on the ceiling above my head. I got the phone and looked up, nothing...no reflection or anything. Again I felt paranoid, but calmed my self down and tried to think good happy thoughts to sleep.

Note: The small pinpoints of light are another tell-tale sign. At first I been wondering if it was my vision. However they are consistant appearing in the same place within my room when an exerience happenes. I doubt it is a siezure, as it is always just a small pinpoint of light...

As I lay down, and get comfortable I can hear the familiar sound starting.
I was going to get up when I heard Mars Apollo asks, "So I wanna know your vulnerabilities and strengths Michael." I can see him clearly in my mind, the distraction of him makes me not focus on the sound. I respond "There is nothing I want from you, and what I want you are not able to give me". Mar Apollo states, "That was not what I asked. Do you know what you are?". I reply "Using him is flattering, but I am not dealing with you today. Leave me alone. Anyway I am having lunch and I will tell him". He responds, "Do not complicate matters further. You already see the string do you not?".
At this point I begin to feel pressure coming up my side from my knee along my hip and to my head. I was covered with my comforter from head to toe, but had an opening so I could see the wall. I opened my eyes as soon as the presure started going up my body as a grey was grawling on me. Fear gripped me momentarilly as I realize this was a physical thing again in real-time. I opened my eyes and looked at the wall, and was trying to see if there was any shadows. I could make out to anamoulous shapes one on top of me and another standing where my hips were. I could faintly pick up "How is it resisting. He shoudl be under. Continuing asking it questions." At this point I am awake an unable to move. I begin to hyperventalate trying to get myself to move. The one atop of me is irritated and pushes me a bit as if gesturing "none of that". As I stare at the wall the distance between me and it begin to distort, there is an additional 3 feet.... the being atop of me is trying to move me into this new space. I can see tiny whisps of shadow in this area moving about like floating ash. As my head is being nudged in, there is some sort of field.
Itnumbs me for a second ad feels cold. I do not like the feeling of it as my synapse in my brain are firing all at once and I can hear more of them. My left hand shoots out and I put it into the field as if to push myself back.
There is nothing to grab onto, and my hand feels the same numbing and tingling cold. The one on top again orders me, "Stop that", inquires to the other behind him, "He's not supposed to be doing this. What do I do?" The other one comes closer and tries to push my head forward. I let out a howl, and gnash my teeth. The one behind me jumps back and in a flash "pops" out. The last things he said was "Just get him in". Since I howled and starting struggling even more, I beging to cry out and yell. I start calling for my "Wolfbrother".
The one atop is irritated and tries again using Mars Apollo, "I can tell what I can offer, but you must do as I say." I pick up that with my yelling to for my Wolfbrother, he figured I would trade in. I began to act more feral....gnashing my teeth and wiggling, rolling my eyes back. The warped distane between me and the walled began to normalize. At that point I started to kick and flail hitting the wall. It rolled off.

For a few moments I was still unable to move. However flaing around I found my rod. It wasn't supposed to be there and this one was a bamboo cane. I flailed it around and got the sheet off. Things felt off and I don't think I am actually in my room. I could sense they are still around so I head to see if my aunt is okay. As I open the door one was there monitoring the situation and tried to turn invisible. I grabbed it by the neck. There was another in the kitchen bu faded out. The one I had by the neck was invisible and had that weird numb cold feeling. I head to my aunts rooms to see if she was okay. No one was there. At that point the being managed to touch my head and I was back in my room. I was on my left side and quickly noted the time. It was approxiamte 20 minutes.....the entre event was in real time. The only odd thing to note was the left side of my body was numb and cold, meaning it was less than 64 degrees. It is still not warm...and its been over an hour.
I also had my mouth open, as I was trying to scream and yell.

I did go and check my aunt afterward and did a sweep of the house. Things were okay. She knocked out at the same time I did, and noted that before there was a pressence and some weird sounds around 4:00am. She also heard my yell and scream, hit and kick the wall. That woke her out of trance like state, then she closed her eyes and just prayed...and tried to fall asleep. Convincing herself she was just having a bad dream. She heard me!!!
I think this is a direct response to Woldbrother and Mars Apollo. Wolfbrother get the same chills when they have close communication, I witnessed it a couple of times and head "He can see us can't he?" when they are instructing wolfbrother.

I have concerns now Mars Apollo is a set up in the sense he is like Dominic. They are trying to pair me away from my wolfbrother.