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This is a 100% true story, no point in making this shit up. I’ve changed some non-important details to avoid identifying the person involved out of respect.
What Happened?
I was on a couch talking and drinking with a friend, watching TV. As the night went on and we got tired, we kept talking. At some point I got a little sleepy but still conscious, so I closed my eyes for about 5 seconds and leaned back to rest a bit.
When I opened my eyes I saw my friend’s back covered in what looked like a skin-tight gray mesh (like a full-body suit, or one of those swimmer compression suits). Keep in mind he was wearing a red tank top, so this was super weird (like the picture below).
I stared at his back for about 30 seconds trying to process it. He couldn’t have changed clothes so quickly, maybe I was hallucinating? Maybe he changed and I forgot? I was trying to find an explanation.
When I looked closer at his shoulder I could see his tattoos sitting right on top of the gray scaly mesh. It was his skin. Everything was gray, reptile-kind of texture.
I didn’t think to touch it, which I regret (maybe next time, if there is one). I also didn’t think to take a photo, though it probably wouldn’t have shown anything anyway.
My friend had been talking on a surface-level about a really heavy subject, a traumatic experience that left him sad and anxious, but didn’t go deep. I kept my mouth shut about what I was seeing and just listened out of respect.
When the topic moved to something else, the gray scaly skin dissolved and the normal skin tone came back.
A few minutes later I looked at his face and saw the same reptile gray skin again, but only on half of his face was reptile-like. His facial features were still human though.
Since we weren’t talking about the heavy subject anymore, I was curious if he was still thinking about it. I asked him multiple times if he was holding something back, he didn’t want to go there, he was dancing around other traumatic experiences but I knew that was not the source of the dark thought so kept pushing. He actually got scared that I was reading his mind.
Every time his thoughts went back to that heavy topic, the reptilian skin patches came back. Every time it passed or he got distracted, they faded (pretty much I was able to know when he went to a dark place mentally).
I was never scared, just curious of what I was seeing.
My Theory on Reptilians
Maybe the famous reptilians aren’t shapeshifting beings that transform into humans to control the world. From what I saw, they could be entities that manifest through human suffering and use vulnerable people to generate more of it.
Maybe not all of them are bad. Maybe some are neutral or even good. Maybe they don’t exist at all and I was just very tired, but I don’t think so (due to the surprise of my friend I was reading his thoughts and do a deep dive on trauma).
An interesting thing worth noting is that the reptilian skin wasn’t “green” as depicted online. It was more gray, closer to fish skin than reptile, or somewhere in between. Am I going crazy? Maybe…