Fair enough.
Well, so with this friend of mine. I'll try to be succint and forgive me cause English is not my first language.
So he lived in a 2 story country house nearby, first floor was a big TV room and a guest room, top floor was his bedroom, his sister's and his parent's, kitchen, dining room.
We used to play a lot of videogames in the TV room downstairs, right by the guest room which was never occupied. I used to sleep at his house a lot but never used the guest room, partly because it was more fun to hang together and partly because the room was by itself on the first floor in a big isolated house, so it would actually scare me (us).
So, as the story goes, one day he was by himself gaming in the TV room till early morning as usual, but felt a desperate need to go to sleep. He would always turn everything off and go upstairs, but that particular day the urge was so intense he could not bring himself to go to his room, so he just went to bed in the guest room, despite the usual uneasy feeling we got from it.
He then said he was having a recurring dream where his dead grandparents were talking to him: he could see himself sleeping on the bed from a fixed point of view on the ceiling, his grandparents alongside the bed "talking" to him with mouths closed despite him having his eyes closed. So basically he could listen to telepathy, from a 3rd person PoV. "Dialogue" (actually only the grandparents were talking) was something akin to them conforting him for the things there were going to take place.
He would then wake up in a hurry, shake off those feelings and go right back to sleep again because he "could not hold his body together" (his exact words).
Untill (according to him), he woke up and the scene he was dreaming about was actually taking place, but instead of his dead grandparents there were 2 greys by his bed.
He was levitating about half a meter, looked down and saw them, panicked and felt paralysed floating in the air. He then blacked out and woke up a few hours later, early morning but still mostly dark, in his backyard, nose bleeding, and rushed to the house where the door was locked and the guest room lights were on. Screamed and parents came to his rescue, completely crazy about how he managed to go outside with doors locked.
Firstly he had no memories of anything past his recurring dream with his grandparents, but felt an inexplicable terror of the guest room that endured for weeks. We actually never liked that place from the start, but usually we weren't terrified by it. However, I remember being there in the house and he actually telling me "I won't ever go back to that room again", despite not giving me a reason for his fear, while looking straight at the tv. I should say we were 10-12 yo by that time.
Up to that point he had not connected the dots, he said, but involuntarily he was terrified of the room. He was actually pretty scared about waking up in his backyard too, thought he was a sleepwalker and was anxious about it, but he managed to shake off the feelings that came from the whole "I was somehow locked outside my own house with zero explanation". The guest room was his real enemy I guess.
So, slowly he brought himself to remembering things, like the dream and the levitation, untill he recalled, during a therapy session, being examined and probed in his nose. No memories of a ship or anything, but being in a bright space with those two greys close to his face, wearing infection masks, so that their protuberant eyes became even more bold. Damn I hate this part lol.
His parents actually confirmed me the therapy story, but faced it as if it was only their son's imagination. From what I can tell, the therapist agreed on it and he was basically treated for anxiety.
Anyway. that was the abduction. The times when he managed to avoid being abducted again are way less interesting I guess. But let me know if you wanna hear about it.
