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March 17, 2008
Monday
Bright lights...
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David: Abduction
“The last thing I remember is a bright light in the sky above me. Next thing I know, I’m here. Where is here, and what’s going on?”
“I’m sorry, sir. That information is classified.”
“Classified?! Are you telling me that I am not allowed to know about something that happened directly to me? That a thing I experienced, I cannot be made to understand?”
“Thank you for your cooperation, sir.”
“All right, fine. Just let me out of here, and I’ll do my best to forget the thing I can’t recall occurring.”
“That won’t be possible at this time, sir.”
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