Sounds like a classic abduction story.  From what I have read, that terror 
and paralysis is caused by their weapon.
You may want to hook up with Guy Malone's ministry here:

http://www.alienresistance.org/

"RDM" <rm8471@sccoast.net> wrote in message 
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I know of one experience. The most I will say of it is that it was either 
the most terrifying nightmare that I have ever had in my 49 years on this 
planet, or I was abducted. I state the latter, because if a dream, a 
nightmare, then it was about being abducted.

It started simply enough. Middle of the night, pitch black outside. I find 
myself standing in the kitchen, staring out the window over the sink, from 
which I can view the driveway.

I have no recollection of getting out of bed, or understanding as to why I 
am out of bed.

My only thought is, "Someone is here!"

My only feeling is terror. Sheer terror, unlike anything I have ever felt 
before in my entire life.

I open my mouth, I try to yell, feeling an urgent need to be rescued. 
Nothing comes out. I do not know if it is the terror, but I feel 
paralized, incapable of yelling out.

Neither the Chihuahua, which with her very sharp ears has a reputation of 
missing nothing, nor my roommate, stir. They are both in the bedroom.

Suddenly, I am on my back, on a table.

I see shadows, about three of them or so, slightly beyond my feet. There 
is an exceedingly bright light over my head, like an exam light used in an 
ER trauma room or in an OR. I turn my head to the right. It moves slowly. 
I feel hazy, as if drugged.

I see a "grey" creature near me. I also see a syringe. All of the sudden I 
feel the pain of an injection, exactly like when I get my annual flu 
shots.

Here's the rub, however, on that. This is totally off season for flu 
shots.

Next thing I knew, I woke up in my bed, and it was daylight. Very bright 
daylight. Not early morning sunrise. I had awakened in my bed, late in the 
morning. My roommate and the Chihuahua are in the living room, and greet 
me.

My right are hurts. It aches, just like when given a flu shot, and it 
continues to do so, for about three days.

Meanwhile, I find myself overcome with a sense of terror that escalates at 
night. It lasts about 2 weeks. I am more terrified than a small child in 
the dark. When my roommate gets up to go to the bathroom, because it's far 
away from me, I jump out of bed, and stand near the closed door, terrified 
that it will happen again, and that the dog will still not be able to warn 
me.

Eventually, it subsides.

At this time in history, I was only taking two drugs.

One blood pressure pill, which I had taken for many years.

Some "over the counter" melatonin for sleep, since I was working both day 
and night shifts as a RN, back in those days.

What it was, I don't really know.

Still stranger, despite suggestions along these lines, I have no desire to 
endure "regressive" hypnosis and to "find out what it was," or if there 
were, are, more episodes.

I no longer have the fear, but I have a tad of a sense of a fearful 
aboding that I do not want to know the answer to those questions.

Has anyone else been through something like this?

Thanks.

Robert

South Carolina, USA.