This story was recently sent to Lon Strickler, a researcher of strange creatures, by a young resident of Great Britain. After that, he contacted the woman through the contacts she provided and offered to undergo regression hypnosis if she wanted to remember more details.
“One night I woke up in a state resembling a tight spasm. I couldn’t move a single muscle of my body, but I felt like someone was lying on me.
I tried with all my might to move, but all I managed to do was to slightly move my fingers. I couldn’t even turn my head. And then I realized that I felt something more than just a spasm. It was deep inside me, and it made me feel dirty and violated.
Then someone grabbed me by the throat, and someone else lay on top of me. My own hands were lying at the sides of my body, but something was squeezing my throat with its fingers. I still tried with all my strength to escape from this spasm state.
I felt someone breathing into my ear, and then I heard a sound like growling. I could see the outlines of someone’s head – a large elongated head – very close to my face.
The feeling of spasm began to gradually fade, and I realized that this creature resembled a lizard or a newt. And it seemed to reflect everything around it, probably it was capable of camouflage. I’m not sure exactly what I saw, but I clearly saw it for several seconds. It was a reptile.
I growled back at it. Or at least it seemed to me that I did. My mind and body were trying to do it. I bared my teeth at it and then realized that it could read my thoughts. Then I began to mentally curse it and express all sorts of obscenities to it. Because I felt violated.
In the next moment, it slid off me and stood aside from the foot of the bed. Through the thin gap in the curtains, light penetrated. There were different shades of golden glow, inside which floated tiny particles of dust or little stars that moved like small bright lights.
This reptilian creature was about 6 feet (182 cm) tall, and I felt that it felt pleased with itself and even proud of what it had done. I tried to sit up in bed and mentally curse it again.
Meanwhile, the creature stepped into the beam of light, and its feet immediately disappeared into the light. The more the creature moved into the light by the window, the more it disappeared. When it completely disappeared, I felt relaxed, but I still felt like my throat was being squeezed. And I felt that this horrible monster violated me.
The next thing I remember, I woke up, and it was a sunny morning. I lay in bed and heard my mom downstairs in the kitchen washing dishes and doing household chores. I replayed the whole night episode in my head again, and I still had the feeling of my throat being squeezed.
I knew it happened; my mind, heart, and soul knew it. But how could I tell my mother about it? Who would believe such a thing? I didn’t know what to do.
Soon after, my stepfather passed away, and when I asked my mom if she believed in aliens, she told me that my stepfather told her how he saw UFOs twice near Brighton, East Sussex. He swore it was real but only told my mom about it.”