I have been abducted by the greys since I was a small child. They have been following my family line for many many generations. My great grandpa's journal described them as little monsters and even wrote about how his father saw them.
The thing about greys is they "phase" into locations to take people and "phase" back out and sometimes you get residual leftovers. My dad screen had an imprint of their face and he threw it out.
My wife and I bought a new house recently and the greys usually occupy spaces you dont frequent. This in case is my basement that was recently renovated into an office. Other abductees know what I'm talking about when you can just "feel" they are close.
Well it was raining a few nights ago and i woke up feeling like shit and knew that had taken me.
I just went into the office and noticed something strange. Look at where the smudge marks are. You can see where something had physically pressed itself against the window. The waterlines follow along where the smudge marks are.
The fucking storm drains are bolted into the ground
