No aliens here but I do believe I saw a very evil spectre or henchman. I was a small kid in New York. My pop had his medical practice off the side of our house. One evening the door was open to the office. It was dark. I stood there for a few minutes and red eyes appeared in the darkness. The eyes were over six feet tall, at least this is how it looked to a kid like me. I quickly thought car lights but car lights are not red and then the eyes blinked three times and vanished. I felt cold. Being me, a munchkin, ran to my bedroom and did not sleep all night.
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“You're painfully alive in a drugged and dying culture.”
― Richard Yates, Revolutionary Road
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