Once on Thursday I was abducted. Beings of a race differing from that of my own told me to remain calm as i awoke in darkness. I'd be surprised if my body moved from my bed. When I awoke i thought i was dead. No control did i feel, it was oh so surreal, the way the darkness held me aloft in the fabric of time. Thoughts penetrated me, some mine and some not. In this place of inception, I did learn a lot. After days of regression I came to in my room, and I began to understand the things i had heard. "infect those around you" i kept repeating. My sanity from this point was ever receding. I began to write the things i remembered, from the chamber of darkness, but I ended up with scribbles and nonsense regardless. The enlightenment it seems was too much for me, for my mind now worked as if I was Three