Blind but Still Sees Aliens
In another of our series of new Communion Letters, we hear from Frank, who writes: On July 28th at 2 a.m., they came. I heard my basset hound begin to whine. She was cut off in mid stream. I was lying in my bed, and everyone in the house was asleep, except me. I heard off to my left a rustling sound like a bird fluttering and I was aware of a shape moving down the side of my beda standard “gray.” Immediately I felt like something was holding me from the back with one arm around my neck as if trying to hold me down.
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