fear in the moonlight

from the journal of agent grant freeley:
"new world order?" will it bring us together or drive us apart? can we stop it? can we take control?
but why the lies? the secrecy? is this what we all have been reduced to? petrified mice being slowly cornered by fierce shadowy cats that can not even be seen?
i am sick of the corruption...the carnage, that envelopes our world and the clueless people in it. its time for a new reality. no more doubts. no more distractions. no more ignorence.
but how can we do it? "they" have already wormed their way into the government and taken full control!
everyone carries with them, like a heavy sack, the yearning to know the truth.
soon the burden will be lifted...or dropped. the knowlage will be provided to anyone who dares to look. the truth will be known...
and they wont like it one damn bit.
the "visitors" came to earth countlessyears ago. longer than i can remember...longer than anyone can remember...
their interference was subtle. the "visitors" only waited...watched us...ocasionally manipulated the human gene pool for their own complex agendas. so in a way they kind of care for us. which is disturbing, because its not how we care for each other, but how wecare foranimals.
from what i heard they basically just watched us evolve, every so often changing our genetic code to suit whatever they had planned for us.
none of us even knew...
now they want much more...they want to take over the earth and everyone in it.
and did i tell you i am their spy? a human spy working for an alien race! hah! i hate myself, because i know i am helping them achieve their new world order. there is nothing i can do...
theres this place, among many places all over the earth. mostly in the united states, because the "visitors" seem to like us the best. dont know why.
anyway, these underground bases. some are underwater, and some are just hidden beneath the earth. that way the "visitors" can carry out their plans in complete and utter secrecy.
did i tell you why they have these bases?
did i tell you what happens down there?
years ago a pact was made. a bit after that roswell crash. yes, the roswell crash. that wasnt any damn weather balloon if thats what you are thinking. the "visitors" came froma galaxy, not too far from here. they somhow met with a few of our higher officials in the government and were shown a demonstration of their technology. not one person wasn't amazed at the things those technologies could do. most of them just wanted to reverse engineer it. use it for the benefit of all mankind. this pact sounded great. we could get all of that from the "visitors" and the first contact could finally be made.
there was a catch. there is always a catch. the "visitors" wanted to study our race. study us like freaking labrats for crying out loud!
they could even abduct anyone whenever they choosed!and if our higher intelligence officers agreed to the pact, no one could stop anything the "visitors" had planned for us.
everyone was so mezmerized by the pretty gadjets that they failed to realize what they were getting us into. they didnt see what was really going to happen if they made the deal.
they said yes, and ended up making a horrible ireversable mistake.
being hosts to an alien race.
i am writing this journal not so i can feel better, but as a warning...a truth that you can choose to believe or choose to dismiss.
i am doing this so whoever finds it can have a choice. so everyone can have a choice.
because right now no one has a choice. not even me...
then theres all these C.I.A agents like myself. we all signed up to be part of the exitement...the mystery...the truth.
we didnt know we would end up like this. being used this way by things who want everything humanity has.
one of the agents, fin graner. an english guy. likes his cigars. he never smiles. never even takes off his sunglasses.
i have been here longer than him, and he is moved up in the ranks until he is in almost the highest power. i dont know how he did it. maybe because he kissed up to commander phlox and all the other "visitors". maybe because of his vicious cunning. maybe because of his lack of emotion and astounding ability to make people do what he wants them to do.
i dont see anything right about this guy. he is TOO perfect. you know what i mean? he is like a robot and seems to know EXACTLY what he is doing. the other agents envy him in a way. i dont, because i dont even want to be here, let alone be such a cold bastard like him.
i dont even know why i am here. everytime i wake up in the FREAKING morning i think, "god! where am i! what AM i? why am i doing this? why am i helping to make my OWN species, so weak and out of control?"
then a little voice reasures me, "its okay. you have no choice! you are doing the right thing because you have no choice".
for a second i believe it, but then wonder if its those damn aliens screwing with my head like they always do?
or maybe i just hit my head on the cave wall and i am in a coma right now? maybe none of this is real and i am safe and sound in a hospital bed and everyone is worried sick about me?
i wish it was a dream, so then i could wake up and be away from this carnage.
what exactly do people see flying in the skies all the time? are they airplanes? weather balloons? cackling witches flying on their broomsticks?
see? thats what "they" want you to think. they want you to remain in ignorece so they can keep on controlling you.
they say the truth will set you free. how right that statement is.
there is this cave. right here in tennisee. dewberry road. its a huge cave. not really a cave. its an alien base code-named fort clembroke. dont believe me? just ask all the missing children who get taken down there and are never seen by their parents again. the little milk carton kids!
they are experimented on in the most inspeakable ways imaginable. in ways that defy the sciences we believe in. defy EVERYTHING we believe in. hybrid programs. bio-engineered creatures...anything can go on down there in fort clembroke. or as some of my buddies and i have nicknamed it, "fort nightmare".
i dont even know how deep it goes. maybe like, to the center of the earth? maybe all the way to hell? who knows?
all i know is, there isnt much time. the "visitors" are just getting started. soon we wont know whats real and whats not because they will be controlling our minds. getting inside our heads and then doing whatever they please with us.
they told us the agents and ones who know whats going on will be spared, because they still need us. oh goody! i would rather be in a freaking dreamworld than live through this day in and day out!
i just want it to end! but not end in the way "they" want it to end. i want the truth will be known to everyone. then i can watch in victory as those alien bastards are blown right back to zeta reticuli where they came fromandplanet earth is free once again.
i am sick of working for them. being their little spy. interigating and scaring inocent people on their demand. i am only 26 years old for crying out loud! i should be with a family. living in ignorence like the rest if them and wondering if aliens really exist.
things dont always turn out the way we plan them. but soon the world will see. they will all SEE what has really been going on. but will they panic and end up making it worse? judging from the past, that is very likely.
my name is agent grant freeley, and i want the world to know the truth. i want you to know before its too late for us all...