Betrayal and Death

Date: May 18th, 2019
Type: CE4, CE5
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 4:30am-7:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 4:30am
State of Mind Before: Sad (Me)/In Pain, Depressed (Aunt)/???(Wolfbrother)
State of Mind After: Physically Ill, Weak (Me)/Nervous, Scared (Aunt)???(Wolfbrother)
Odd occurrences before: Full Moon
Odd occurrences after: None

It has been a very bad two weeks. In these past weeks my wolfbrother back stabbed me with accusations, my pipes broke, and the abusive family members returned causing trauma again to my aunt and I. Real world horrors have shadowed over any of the oddities that have occurred....until a few days ago.

Beginning Thursday morning, May 16th I been having odd dreams. These are not dreams, but mental intrusions referencing some recent events. I been speaking with some man, and he was telling me to remember a specific word spelling it out for me. It had to do with overall situation in hand. He wanted to see if I would remember. I told him I am not interested in playing these games. It would depend if I felt like recording it. Yet since there are major issues with my wolfbrother and I am to be gone in two years, what is the point. I told him of my limited incentive as things are falling around me. I was told I have no choice and in his midsentance I woke myself up.

Friday morning I started to have the same issue. However they did show up and something was done to my right arm around the wrist and elbow. My wrist has an old scar, but it seemed recently accessed. The scar itself seems "new" and is rather prominent. It looks like a flap.... as if someone went over with a laser and made a flap of skin. The whole day it bothered my..... not only because I was focusing on it... but the physical irritation as well. Because I was troubled and my PTSD and Depression were high I took an evening nap. At 6:30pm my right elbow "buzzed" and I turned off not awakening until 10pm. I did go and run errands, but I still feel forlon and upset. I don't feel safe, not from the issues of the abduction and visits...but the real world bullshit. I want this nonsense stopped, I want them to all go away, and I pray that my feelings do not turn to vengeance. Cause I hope that they suffer for what they have done and continue to do to me....
I kept such feelings at bay, keeping myself busy doing research up until 4:30am. At that time I heard the "Why are you not sleep? Go to bed. We have business". Now during the night I would notice someone standing and watching me, only to fade away. I am aware of their presence...and try to keep my thoughts grounded in what activity or research I am performing. However I gave into their instruction and went to lay down. At first I thought to put on the AC and have the audio on.... but stayed my hand as I was told "No".
As soon as I lay down it started, I couldn't move. I did my best to get up and do something but my body was non-responsive. I could hear them discussing what to do with me, they were irritated that I wasn't complying, my interest in my wolfbrother is no more, and I kept waking up. One of them was focusing on me, letting me know that I could be trapped in this state forever if they wanted to. It pissed me off and was enjoying my struggles. It said for me to say "I need a physician", but in the sense of getting me to ask for their help. Instead I managed to punch myself in the face and wake up. My right upper arm was hurting and I felt extremely weak. They were in the room..... I was awake. I turned over trying to move, but that was the best I could do. I could not get up. They approached once more and I was under.

"Stop doing that!" I was yelled at in my head. "You keep struggling. Why?! No one wants you. Give up. Stop running". I continued to struggle, they opened my mouth and were looking in. I think something was inserted in. "He is aware. Turn him off", one said. "He is resisting. Why is this one so defective. The other is so compliant. What one is the other is not. The other is and this one is not. Same, but different. This one should have been compliant. The other one should have been stronger". I stated "I can hear you. When I really awake I will hunt you down for what you have done to my brother and I. I know what you are. These victories are just momentary, but in the end I will win." Another spoke "So brave, so confident. Your love makes you weak". I was experiencing pain in my left arm now. I heard my canine from cry and hit the gate.
"Get away from him. I will destroy you all". I continued to struggle and began to hyperventilate. Again I gasped for breath and was free. They are still in the room. I can feel their irritation. I cannot see anything, I can make out the time 5:45am on the clock just barely as one was in the way. I cannot get up, I feel so weak physically, they have done something to me. I go under.
"I need a physician" I mutter. They begin to finish up what they are doing. My extremities are cold, beneath the knees and elbows. I am not my wolfbrother, why are they comparing me to him. We are physical different. I am not going in for surgery. He wants nothing to do with me. I am not him. Their probings have to do with my wolfbrother's physical state. I am still struggling. Finallya round 7:00am they leave and I take in a deep breathe and am able to move freely. I feel weak, but manage to get up. When I go to the bathroom I cough up blood and mucus. I urinate, and it is crystal clear. My core temp is extremely high, but extremities are numb. I am shakey a bit and return to my bedding. I quickly let my guest know of what happened via text. I also text my wolfbrother.... apparently  they were torturing him as well.         

You are off limits!!!

Date: May 16th, 2019
Type: CE4, CE5
Location: Los Angeles, CA, 90023
Time of Incidents: 4:30am-7:00am
Attempted Time of Sleep: 4:00am
State of Mind Before: Sad (Me)/In Pain, Depressed (Aunt)/???(Wolfbrother)
State of Mind After: Sad (Me)/Nervous, Scared (Aunt)???(Wolfbrother)
Odd occurrences before: None
Odd occurrences after: None

Starting the 16th I was getting visited by various groups. The first group claimed to know my Wolfbrother and wanted to know our relation to each other. They asked me directly because they were having difficulty in "reading me". They were performing diagnostic tests on me. I did respond to them "Why are you asking me? Haven't you examined humans before? Why are you comparing me to wolfbrother?". They make the usual comments as to "I am not normal". The test they were looking at was analyzing my blood, skeletal structure, organs, and brainwave activity. They said I was not entirely human, and was different. They seemed a bit puzzled. When we got past most of the biological readings they got a noticed and freaked out.

They mentioned and told me "I was claimed. We cannot deal with you. You are not human. And they know! We need to leave now!". They pack up and left and I woke up. Now they looked like the Tan aliens, wearing a black clothing (suit) with a silver grey shirt. They looked like a grey but had more defined facial feature like and old man almost. No hair, but squint face and short.

The next night, which I found odd I was in a dream from 15 years ago (I don't think that was a dream either). It was in those alternate Los Angeles areas, and my house backyard was changed specifically to include a bigger outdoor patio which my room was in. The only difference it was set up like a pavilion with white gossamer sheet for walls. I remember it fondly because it was really nice, and asked the being who set it up about what happens when it rains as I don't want my book to get wet or the sheets. I was told not to worry about the weather. In this place is where I saw the crafts over Los Angeles come and dock with a mother ship and then come down to pick people up from a transport. The transport was a vessel that seemed like a carnival ride, a simple squarish cylindrical vehicle. The front was windowless and exposed were two pilots were standing. On the sides is where people were escorted where they could lean back or sit, once secured. It could hold maybe a total of 20 people. The beings here were going house to picking up and putting people back. The beings looked like Sea Monkeys, but bright pink with bulbed horns, and highlights of indigo around there eyes, and ice blue eyes. They wore grey clothes.

 

I asked what is going on. Everyone else seemed in a daze or quite happy, kinda like the elderly going on a ride... very compliant. The being whom I asked quickly responded "What are you doing here? Did you come from there? That house is off limits. You should be asleep". I pressed on and asked "What do you mean off limits? Do you know who I am?". He looked at me and said "They have claimed you. You should be asking 'what' and not 'who'. You are marked and we cannot interfere". A shadow was above us as the mothership was over the neighborhood. It appeared like a large detailed tuning fork. I walked back to my home, sat in that patio version of my room and cried. I haven't been here in years. I recognized this place and was wondering why I didn't wake up. So I started walking to the front of the house. I saw my grandmother and ran up to her and hugged her. She had been dead for 18 years. She asked what was wrong. I found this very uncharacteristic of myself, but I have been emotionally and mentally worn down as of late where my PTSD is through the roof. I knew this wasn't her... but even if it was lie.. for some reason I didn't care. At this point when it was trying to interact with me I woke up. When I hit myself on the head.....