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So this guy called me up. I had gone on a

  • So this guy called me up. I had gone on a date with him, maybe, 3 months ago. It had been ok, but he had to leave early to catch a last minute flight to Budapest. So he was back &
  • blowing up my phone at 3 in the morning. I decided to answer it, seeing as I was awake anyway. "Hey, Todd," I mumbled into the receiver. "James, my love," he crooned. "How are ya?"
  • "Tired, what else would I be at 3 in the morning?" I grumbled huskily in the phone. "So what do you want anyeays. Money? I told ya, I'm broke after paying for your car last month."
  • There was no reply. Only heavy breathing. "Come on now, tell me! Or hang up! I don't want any drama at this hour!" I said. Then a reply came: "Please... They will kill me if
  • I tell you-" The voice cut off leaving me in the dark. Then the person hung up. I tried calling back, considering the person sounded like they were in danger. No answer so I
  • pasted the number into the phone-locator app I was beta-testing for NPA Inc. The person who had hung up so abruptly was in the 1300 block of Cheswick Drive, moving north at about
  • 90 knots before suddenly shooting up into the sky. It was then that I knew that what I was chasing was not of this Earth. I could see the con trail rising up from the middle of
  • the tree line and some alien prisoners escaping along it. (At this point I still thought I was flying and chasing a UFO). When I slowly came down from the mushroom trip,
  • I realized that the knives I thought were my hands, were actually my hands this whole time, how crazy is that?
  • "That does sound crazy," said Dr. Spangler, writing something in that little notepad of his. "This is quite the breakthrough, Edward." But I no longer understood or recognized him.

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