Physical Attack by Reptilian in Bedroom
by Wes Penre
My name is Wes Penre, and I am the owner of the domain Illuminati News. The story I am about to tell you is a true one. It happened to me in the early 1980s, when I lived in Stockholm, Sweden, long before anyone talked about Reptilians in public, at least that I know of. This is the first time I broadly publish my own experience with something people would probably call a super-natural being. I have intended to tell this story for a long time, but something has told me to wait. I now feel it is time.
I can't remember the exact year this happened, but I know it was some time in the early '80s, probably close to 1982. In this period of my life I was partying quite a bit, and drank more alcohol than was good for me. I mention this, because it could have triggered what happened to me. For the record I have to say I was absolutely sober at the moment of the incident, and hadn't been drinking within the last few days. The reason I know this is because I remember I was rehearsing with my rock band pretty intensively, preparing for an important gig in the next week or so, which meant I needed to keep focused.
This particular night I was lying in bed, trying to go to sleep. After a while, I floated into the stage between being awake and being asleep, where you are still aware of your environment, but are slowly entering "dreamland". Suddenly I felt the room getting icy cold and my hair stood right up on my neck and arms. I remember opening my eyes, and I was clearly awake in an instant. The room got even colder and I noticed I was totally paralyzed and couldn't move one single muscle in my body. I had a very eerie feeling in my stomach.
Then, out of nowhere, a horrible creature appeared in the opposite part of the room, close to the bedroom door. (I was living alone in an apartment complex at the time, on the 3rd floor). In retrospect, I can see that the creature looked something like how people describe the Reptilian species; thick, naked, with green skin (no scales though), totally hairless and extremely muscular, with his spine sticking up underneath his skin; something I noticed when he was bending down, ready to attack.
I can’t remember clearly what his nose and ears looked like, but I vaguely recall that he had pointy ears. I just “knew” he was a male, although I don’t remember seeing any genitals. His eyes were ruby red and glowed viciously. I estimate his length to about 6.3f – 6.5f, but his body (bone?) structure was thicker and bigger than on a human. He had more teeth than we do from what I can recall, and they were very long, sharp and pointy. His mouth was huge, and I am not able to recall exactly how his nose looked like. It seems like he must have had a kind of a flat face, similar to a human, no snout, although I am not totally sure. The state of shock I was in makes my mental image of the creature a bit blurry. I can’t say whether he had a tail or not, either, because I never saw him from behind, and no wings.
This creature was definitely physical, at least after he had transformed into our reality. When this happened, I had no other way of describing him than as a demon, knowing nothing about reptilians at the time...
This creature was staring at me for I don't know how long, but it felt like it was maybe half a minute, while I still couldn't move or scream. He suddenly started growling and before I knew it he was over me in my bed, now furiously roaring. His big, ice-cold hands grabbed my neck, trying to strangle me. He was extremely strong and heavy, and one of his knees put an enormous weight on my chest. I recall I could feel his breath in my face, but can't remember how it smelled, probably because I was choking.
I was thinking, my God, this is it. I am dead! I couldn't breathe at all, due to him strangling me. And all the time he was roaring loudly and furiously. I remember my next thought was: "what's gonna happen now? Where will this creature take me? To Hell?" I was horrified, but couldn't do anything. Even if I wouldn't have been paralyzed, there was nothing I could do; this creature was much too strong for any human being to fight. His strength was probably at least ten times the strongest man on Earth.
The creepiest thing was that this reptilian-looking creature literally sucked out my life energy and “swallowed” it, exactly in the same way as was shown in one of Spielberg’s (?) movies, when this evil little monster sucked the life energy out of a sleeping girl (I can’t remember the name of the movie), and I knew it was just a matter of seconds before I was going to pass out. I mentally prepared myself to die, or worse. Then, in a blink of an eye, I heard a long "sweeping sound - swoooosh" (this is the only way I can describe it) and the creature disappeared in thin air.
I was not paralyzed anymore and I sat up in my bed, desperately catching my breath, coughing and choking. My heart was pounding like a hammer in my chest, and I could still feel the tightness around my neck and the pressure on my chest from his knee. The room was still ice-cold, but slowly went back to normal room temperature. I can't remember if I went back to sleep that night or not. The rest of that night is a blur. I was sore for days after the incident, but had no bruises(!) Fortunately, it only took me a few days or so to get the stolen energy back, and I have felt normal ever since.
I have not experienced anything like this since, and I have no idea what it was; I can only speculate. The creature was definitely reptilian in shape, but also looked like a demon to me at the same time. Was this a creature from another dimension, or a classic demon? Or are these two basically the same thing? I don't know, I only know this was the creepiest experience in my life, and even now, when I think about it, it gives me goose bumps. By drinking and partying, could I have been sensitive to pulling in those lower dimensions in my life, or is it unrelated? Who knows? Why didn't he kill me, and what did he do with the energy he sucked out? Why did he disappear just before I nearly died? Was I "protected" somehow, which prevented him from taking me away?
I told my friends about the incident with the creature the day after it happened. They knew me well enough to understand I was not lying, but of course they had no idea what had happened to me, either. Some may think I was dreaming the whole thing, but believe me; I was awake and fully aware of what was happening. This was not a dream.
When I think about it years after the fact, I have this feeling I was protected by some higher force, maybe the God Force? The reason I believe this is that I have been in a few very severe accidents in my life, where it seemed like I was going to die. Then, in the last second, “something” intervened and saved my life miraculously. Twice the interventions were even disobeying physical laws, and people who saw the whole thing freaked out and refused to discuss it with me afterwards. There are two incidents in particular I want to mention:
The first one occurred when I was 14 years old. I had never been driving a moped before, and my friends talked me into driving one. I was reluctant, because I only knew theoretically how to drive, and I was underage. You have to be 15 years old to drive a moped in Sweden.
So I took off and had no control over anything, and least of all the traffic around me. I rounded a curve in full speed and did not see a car coming towards me. My friends yelled at me to watch out, but it was too late. I hit the front of the car (a big Volvo 142) in full speed and flew over its roof and landed behind the car – ON MY FEET. I was totally stable when I landed and didn’t even get a scratch.
Incident number two happened three years later: One of my friends had bought a 1962 model, Chevrolet Malibu, and just changed the thermostat to make it run faster. It was icy on the road, and he had just taken his driver’s license. We decided to take a test drive to see if the car accelerated better than before. I was sitting in the front seat, to the right of the driver, and three other friends were sitting in the back seat.
Suddenly the driver lost control of the vehicle, after hitting an icy spot on the road, and we went off the road in high speed, up on the side of a small hill and back down again. Just before the vehicle crashed into a big tree and stopped, a “voice” inside of me told me to DUCK! Instinctively, without knowing why, I did so, and one second later, a big branch from the tree went right through the front windshield where I’d been sitting. If I hadn’t ducked, I would have been decapitated. No one in the car was severely injured; two had concussions, one cut himself on glass, but I was totally okay – not a single scratch.
Although I am not a Christian and did not pray to Jesus, any God or higher force when the creature attacked me, I felt I got help from somewhere. I believe that we all have some kind of mission to fulfill here on Earth, and it is our duty to try our best to accomplish whatever our personal mission may be. If we stay on task, I think we are protected, at least to some degree. That is what it seems like to me.
©: Wes Penre - 2006