name is Mike and this is my story.
I remember being on the banks of the Fraser River where I was walking.
There was snow on the ground, when I saw what appeared to be a homemade
shack made from an old camping trailer. I decided to check it out, when
I did somebody started to shoot at me. The next thing I knew I was in a
glass box aboard some ship that was operated by some specially trained
I later learned that they were a special team that was hunting for AWOL
draftees. Fortunately, I was not one they were looking for and was later
returned to where they picked me up at.
The next thing I remember I was being brought to a hospital that, at
that time, had one floor dedicated to anthropology. That ambulance
driver drove around to the back of the hospital where they took me
inside. I said to the medic, who was in the back of the ambulance with
me, I could tell they were taking me to Anthropology. She said very
well, that is correct. Then I was on the dock on a stretcher with both
ambulance attendants which both of them were talking to a man who was
shoveling left over food into a huge vat. I was then brought through
this door that lead to a double cage. I was put in the second cage with
a chimpanzee, then the doctor came in, looked me over, drew some blood,
then she put a shackle around my left wrist and attached a chain to it.
Then I remember being put into another cage that was in another area of
the hospital. Next I remember that I was talking to this doctor who was
treating me like I was something of a special project for him. I learned
from the doctor that my oldest brother had contacted him because his
specialty was designing and making inner body parts.
He had made me a special kind of trachea so that I would live. The
doctor saved my life. That would not have happened if my brother hadnít
found out about this very special person on the internet. Then I
discovered that I was in a cage that had a lot of wildlife init and that
there was some kind of horrific storm and that storm had some how
brought a species of life that was strange and new. The doctor wanted me
to talk to the life forms to find out what they were and where they came
from. I also discovered that I was able to fly for short distances and
then it all went blank.
The next thing I remember is I was in Idaho. My family had gathered for
a reunion or some celebration of whatever. My parents and I went through
a warehouse tour of its assembly line. I was some how caught up in one
of the conveyor belts, which ended up making me into a flattened boy to
be sold to an elderly couple. It took me what seemed like about three
weeks to bring myself alive and escape from this situation.
The next thing I remember, which seemed like it was just before I awoke,
I was back in that big open place talking to those odd beings and the
doctor who wanted me to find out what kind of beings they were. Then I
was saying to myself that I had the power at that time whether to live
or die. Then I started to think about my family, especially my dad, who
in the previous 2 years had lost his only sister and his youngest
brother. I began to think of what it would do to him if I, his youngest
son, was to die also. Then I thought I should stick around for a while
longer. At that point I began to awaken from the coma.
That was my experience while in a coma.
Coquitlam, BC Canada
July 16, 2006