I suddenly see a dark figure running from in front of the window and across the foot of the bed. And let me tell you, this Grey could move. An Olympic champion if ever there was one, this alien could haul ass. No human can go from zero to the speed this Grey moved. Again, like most of the alien forms I see in my house, this figure was human shaped this figure and leaning forward in a fast running position, with both elbows bent and the arms parallel to the ground. It was so fast, that what I witnessed was a snapshot as it moved past at this incredible speed. The alien immediately became invisible once it realized my mind had taken a split second snapshot.

This alien was about five feet or so in height, and a darkish/gray color it appeared to me. I could clearly distinguish the arms and the aliens head turned my direction looking at me. WOW, reality at its finest. And never having seen one arrive in such a hurried manor and with such amazing speed, I was taken back and totally surprised.

Now I know someone reading this might say how can you see a dark figure at night with the lights off? A reasonable question and let me explain how, which I should have done long ago when ever I mention seeing dark figures in the bedroom. I admit I have neglected to explain how I can see a dark figure in a dark room.

Sometime in February 2008 after some rather horrifying abductions, or rather abductions gone wrong, my wife and I started sleeping with a light on. This light is in the hallway, but does not shine directly into the bedroom, but rather the light is indirect light. So the inside of the bedroom is not completely black, but rather well lit from this indirect light. At the time of these horrifying abductions about a year ago, we decided to start leaving a light on, and at first we left the bedroom light on, but after several nights of little or no sleep we decided on the hallway light which did not shine directly into the bedroom. Hope this helps clear up how I can see a dark figure, the chosen method of the aliens when the show themselves to me.

As I stated, I was quite taken back by seeing this dark bastard moving across the bedroom at such a speed. As it took up position on the right side of the room, I was fully expected to see more of them move at this speed. I realized there was more than one, generally at least two, but most of time there are three aliens that show up. I tried to catch them moving out of the corner of my eye, but never did get a good glimpse of either of the other two aliens.

I often see these Grey's in this darkish black/gray form, but most often the features are not as defined in the human like form like this one was. This is the first time I have witnessed them at this speed though, as in the past they moved much slower. I figured this dude was attempting to get in position before I noticed him and that is why he chose this incredible speed. I wish I could run like that. I really don't think muscles were in any way involved in something moving this fast.

As I lay there thinking about what I just witnessed, cold chills overcame my body. I don't know why because I am no longer scared of them, but each encounter is a little different. I assume it was seeing a dark human figure moving at incredible speed that spooked me. I want to emphasis again the speed. Unless you have witnessed aliens in action, one cannot appreciate the speed they can move when they want to. How fast? I have no idea, but much faster than any human ever born, or ever will be born can move. Unless we are taking about hybrids, well, then that is another subject all together better left for another article.

So I started cursing this bastard for surprising me the way he did. Yes, I have seen these dark figures come through the windows before, no big deal. I've been around them so many years, nothing they do should surprise me, but this incident took me by surprise because of the speed and the defined details of the torso and that face turned toward me with those eyes, those damned big eyes.

So I'm cursing these bastards up one side and down the other, Sailor talk don't you know, things I cannot print here. I informed them I had my chest strap on, and they could forget about abducting me this night, as they cannot do so when this strap is in place. In reading this you probably don't know what I mean by 'chest strap'. I really should make this the subject of my next article. Doing so would clear up some questions and put things into perspective.

Simply put, a length of heavy cotton strap 1" wide and 1/8" thick, with a length of about five feet. One end is tied to the bottom of the headboard around the foot and the other in a loop that fits over my body and tight enough that it's not easy to get off. Through much experimentation I have figured out the precise length this strap needs to be, as well as the diameter of the loop that goes around my chest. If not done correctly it can easily be removed. I know this because they have removed it before, but each time they figured it out, I got smarter and figured out a different way, until I finally I came upon the correct length and method to stop them.

I should patent this damn thing, but it's only a strap used for reinforcing heavy boxes while being shipped. I will have to remember to upload a photograph or two of this strap and how I use it when I post that particular article. Actually it's not the strap that should be patented, but my idea that should be patented. I would be laughed out of the patent office when I explained what the strap is designed to do.

Well, you see sir, I tie this here end to bed post and this fancy loop slips down over my extended arms and head. I then finish putting this strap in position and ensuring there is no kinks or twists in the strap, I sleep well.

It did take a couple of days to get use to sleeping with this on. I am so comfortable with it now, and forget it is there, except when I try to get out of bed in the morning and find I'm tied to the bed. But that is the beauty of this device. It is a little difficult to put on, and somewhat hard to get off.

The only way it can be removed is for me to get in a fetal position and slowly work it down my waist and over my legs. Well, not quite the only way. They could easily open the night stand top drawer and remove a pair of scissors and cut the strap. So far, knock on wood, the aliens can't get it off, and that was the plan all along. I think they will eventually figure it out, and then I will have to go one better and make it harder. Actually I already have the next step of this already in place just in case they do figure it out.

It does sound funny, you think it's a joke, ha ha ha, what an idiot, BUT it works, so I don't care how stupid or funny it sounds.

Before I forget; I have received many emails from wonderful people, people I wish I could meet and have a chat with, a long chat. Some of them have asked me to try saying 'In the Name of Jesus' to see if this helps drive them away. I honestly have tried and this night was no different. I tried over and over again using the phrase and it did not seem to have any impact on the aliens being in my house. I asked Jesus' help in driving these evil forces from my bedroom, from my house. I really wish I could read the aliens mind, as I would like to know what they thought when I use this phrase. This is the second night in a row they showed up as these darkish figures and this did nothing to keep them at bay.

If you are not an abductee and not familiar with these goons taking you from your bed during the night, then yes, it may seem funny and stupid sounding when I mention putting on my chest strap. But if you are sick and tired of these bastards taking you against your will, the chest strap done the way I explain will stop them. I'm not saying you won't be abducted, I'm saying done properly they cannot get this strap off from around the human torso. I have difficulty getting it off the next morning myself, so they certainly are not and cannot remove it from me unless I let them take it off. I will try to work diligently on this article about this strap and the process and experiments I have gone through to make it alien abduction proof. Let me quickly clarify how an abduction can still take place, and I will remember to write much more about this in a later article.

Define the words "THOUGHT CONTROL".

That is someone or something having control of your mind and making you do something you would not normally do. For instance; telling me to remove this chest strap from around my torso. That would be thought control. An alien telling me through telepathy to do something. Alien 1, Bob zero. Later it was Alien 2, Bob zero. And on and on. Later it became Alien zero, Bob 1. You get the point.

So like the night before, I know they can't take me unless I want them to, but they can still work their magic on me. If you are not an abductee you may have no idea what I'm referring to when I use the term; 'work their magic' on me. And just like the night before, they used their magic to 'knock me out'. I really don't care anymore! Go ahead and knock me out. Let's get this over with! They did, and I was out and in a deep coma like sleep. They can now work on my wife and take her for a few hours without my knowledge. And I should be mad, and I am, but what can I do? I could ask my wife to wear one of my chest straps to keep from being abducted. But how can you convince a person of Understanding Our Alien Visitors and such if they don't believe in it in the first place? You can't, and I can't convince her so, I quit trying. I let them take her as I have no choice in the matter. I was knocked out to prevent interfering in her abduction. I know the routine well. Been there, done that.

I cannot help her if she does not believe this is happening. Every day she says she does not get enough sleep. I say to myself; of course not, you were gone several hours last night. I'm not quite ready for a divorce so I keep my mouth shut. I can only hope someday she believes, and wants to help herself. When that time comes I will do my utmost to make sure these bastards have so much trouble taking us, they will someday quit. Yea right, and I just saw a flock of pigs go over my house.

Sometimes I awake during the night and my wife is not in bed. I look around and she is gone. I know where she is, and there is nothing I can do about. I love my wife dearly. She is my partner, and my best friend, and I cry when they take her. I know full well what happens to female abductees. I have often seen my wife while we are both abducted. I have talked to my wife while we are both captives aboard the craft or underground, wherever we may be. She is always like a zombie. She knows nothing, and that is good. I could never figure out how I would know where I was, and that I was abducted. Seeing so many other humans all captives like us, and remembering it is awesome. I tried talking to my wife while abducted, telling her over and over again. Honey, You Must Remember This, You Must Remember this! All I got was this blank stare with no reply.

One thing I thought I would never mention, but I will and I hope no one reading this gets offended. I have seen so many other humans so many times, both male and female, as well as children. The abduction of children really makes me furious, and I don't mind having words with the bastards when I see this, but this is not what I wanted to say.

I now weigh 138 pounds, but a few months ago I weighed 170 pounds. I am still suffering from an illness that is the result of the Grey's when they performed a procedure on me August 1, 2008. The weight difference does not matter, what I am attempting to say is I have never, and I mean never seen an abductee that was overweight. Not ever, I want to emphasis that. Every human I have ever seen was in good shape, excellent shape they appeared to be. I remember an older fellow some months back. He was about 6' 2", perhaps in his early 70's and he was physically fit. Here is a room full of naked humans and everyone is slim and trim. And every time it's the same thing, everyone is slim and trim. I can't explain that, but there must be a reason the aliens abduct who they do.

A quick note about the older fellow for a future article, but it's really interesting so I wanted to include this while it's fresh in my mind. A bunch of us naked humans were standing around processing out getting ready to come home. We had not yet gotten our clothes, and while standing there I asked what time it was. I did not ask anyone in particular, I just asked the question. On my left side next to me was this elderly gentleman, about six foot two or so, a tall guy in excellent shape. He had a wristwatch on his left arm, and he told me the time. He said it was 3:30 and I immediately blurted out; Son of a bitch, I've been here four hours already. I was pissed because I knew what time I was abducted. Abductions generally last two hours, give or take a little, and my wife and I had been taken at 11:30pm. You can see how I came up with four hours. I was really upset at the lost time. It's bad enough to give them two hours, but four hours is asking to much.

After saying this I don't remember anything. I woke up; actually I didn't wake up, my eyes popped open, like they always do after being returned to bed. I looked at the clock and was expecting it be later than 3:30am. To my surprise and amazement the time was 1:35am. So I was only gone about two hours. I immediately felt better at not having lost an additional two hours of sleep. I then said to myself, but this guy told me it was 3:30. And it would have been 3:30 on the East coast of US.

So this yields some important information about the scope of how far an abductee might travel. I wondered if he made the trip out west or did I make the trip to the East Coast. Perhaps neither of these scenarios is right, for all I know we both might be taken to the back side of the moon. And in every experience where I can track time, it is always about five minutes between my bed and the alien's location. Either they use one hell of a fast craft; of course they do; or time is altered somehow. Please don't ask me to explain this because I cannot. I can only state what I believe to be true, and it has to sort itself out.

I got carried away, sorry, back to what I was writing about earlier. My wife has no recall of me talking to her, or of being abducted. Innocence at its finest, don't you love it. Aliens are a forbidden subject in this household. Not talking about them, not watching the subject on TV and not reading about them. Any books I read are in privacy, in secret. I do not believe in hiding anything from one's spouse. It's not good for the marriage. It's like lying, not telling the truth to one's spouse.

But you have to consider the fact that what we are dealing with is here is not normal. Understanding Our Alien Visitors were never mentioned in the marriage vows. I'm not a religious person in any way. Many years ago I was what one would call a 'Christian', of one of the popular sects of Christendom, one I will not divulge here and now. I went to church three times a week, paid my dues, and I must admit I enjoyed being around those of like faith and belief.

I dropped out, turned off religion, not intentionally but over several years. Something was not quite right and I could never put my finger on it. But something was not right. I was one of those Bible thumpers that continually try to change others beliefs, always talking about my faith. Many humans hate people using this approach. These Christians always trying to change someone else, and make them Christians too. These people are a nuisance, and yet I was one of them. Don't get me wrong, I enjoyed doing what I was doing at the time, but it started to not feel right, shoving my religion down some else's throat. Now when I run into these people, I'm not disrespectful like I should be. I excuse myself and say 'not interested'.

Organized religion is not what the world is about. It is a large part of the world, and I am no part of it. Organized religion was created to keep the masses under control. And I was one of the controlled masses for many years. And through all of this, I was still an abductee. I believed God would not let something horrible happen to me if I was a good Christian. My son is still with that particular religious affiliation. And he's a pastor, and he's an abductee. He has been an abductee all his life. I know, I was there as he grew up in my house. If his religion were the true religion like he thinks, then his God would not allow him to be abducted along with his wife, and his children.

I do believe in a creator. I do believe in a supreme being. Humans are not now, nor have ever been the only being in the universe or even on planet Earth. How could one not believe in a superior being or creator after witnessing other life forces within this vast universe? Living, breathing, intelligent life did not crawl out of a swamp one day several million years ago and decide to do something different for a change.

Because I don't believe in and belong to one of the organized religions, does this make me an atheist? I don't know what an atheist is. To me it's just a word, another word in the English language. This word means nothing to me. I don't associate with those who call themselves atheists. I'm my own person. I believe in myself. I have always believed one can do almost they set their mind to. I was a nothing until I turned fifty years old. One day I asked myself while I was unloading a truck; I'm getting to old for this stuff.

As I get older I'm not going to be able to keep loading and unloading trucks. I did not mind the driving part, as I'm a commercial driver, but this unloading and unloading and my back, I can't keep doing this. So I did what I should have done a long time. At 51 years of age I enrolled in college, at Denver Technical College, and I choose Computer Science as my major. Let me tell you, this was very difficult for me. I'm not a smart person in any way, but after two and a half years I got my degree with a 3.8 GPA average. It's only an Associate Degree, I know, but it was not long and I no longer drove trucks and unloaded trucks anymore. I now use my brain and not my back. And I make a lot more money. I'm not writing this to brag, anyone can do what I did. If this old man can go to college and get a degree and become an IT Specialist, then anyone can.

And please don't bother sending me any emails about religion. Start telling me how wrong I am, and I'm going to go to hell. Who the hell cares where I go. I do not believe in hell, or heaven. Another creation to keep the masses under control. That is only my opinion. We can agree to disagree.

If you want to talk about Understanding Our Alien Visitors, then fire away and send that email. I will look forward to your email, and I will respond. I may not get back to you right away, but I will respond.

Because of my articles, I am now getting many emails from many nice people. Many of them need help in understanding what is happening to them. Many of them with questions needing answers. I can only give my opinion, nothing else. If what I say makes sense to you, and gives you some hope, I am happy to provide that as I enjoy helping others any time I can. I don't mind trying to answer questions and help others in understanding what is going on their lives.

As the proverbial sayings goes; Take It with A Grain of Salt.

Likewise, if someone reading my ramblings can relate and offer me some advice or help, then I welcome that also. Between my job as an IT Specialist with the Federal Government, and home life and trying to keep up with the many articles I'm currently working on, I also started my own business transcribing audio and video tapes. So like many of you, or all of you, I'm a busy person.

I will respond to your emails as fast as I can, and I enjoy reading other's comments and other's life experiences. I have learned much from reading others emails. I thank everyone who writes and gives me their opinion, I truly do. I have realized these last couple of weeks, that I have learned something from everyone of you who email me. You, my dear readers have become my teachers. I have learned much from each of you. Some emails I get make me cry when I see the desperation in the words you write. Some offer help and guidance, and I thank you for this.

So keep sending those emails if you like and when you have time. I won't forget you, just be a little patient with me. And don't forget to drop a line to Dirk and Robert and the UFO Digest and let them know that you appreciate the work they do. Without them we would have never met.

NOTICE: PLEASE MAKE A NOTE OF THIS EMAIL ADDRESS THAT I WILL BE USING FROM NOW ON:Accurate.transcriber@gmail.com. I still check the other email: estate.finds@hotmail.com, but it's a leftover from my years selling on the Internet and I'm slowly migrating from Hotmail to Gmail so I can use MS Outlook.