An American named Robert wrote to anomalous researcher Lon Strickler about a strange incident that happened to him in 2009.
“In 2009, I was 45 years old and lived in a rented private home in Boca Raton, Florida. I am a businessman with a good education, and in my spare time I like to read about the paranormal.
But personally, nothing abnormal has ever happened to me. Until that day.
It was a very ordinary day, early in the morning my friend came to me, whom I asked to repair the electricity on the second floor.
And so I was walking along the corridor of the first floor to go up to the second and see how things were going there, and suddenly, right into my ear, someone's voice whispered loudly the phrase "You will be arrested." It all looked as if there was an invisible person nearby who said this, leaning over to my very ear.
Also, the very moment I heard this phrase, I felt as if my whole body crossed something like a weak force field. And it made me sick, dizzy, nauseated and weakness in my knees.
I had no idea what happened. I barely reached my office and then sat there in an armchair and tried to understand what had happened. Then for some reason I went to the closet and began to rummage through my clothes.
I dug out an old black ski mask from somewhere, then took an empty paper plate from the table and inserted it into the mask so that I got a white "face". Then I looked at this mask for a long time and for some reason, incomprehensibly, until my friend went downstairs and started talking about his work. I decided not to tell him anything.
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Two days later, at about 6 am, someone rang at the door of my house. When I opened the door, sleepy, I saw a young man there, who began to tell me that he overturned garbage cans in his car in his car and he needed a bag to collect the spilled garbage.
Asleep, I didn’t even think that it all sounded strange. I went to get the garbage bag and when I started to open the door of my garage, a group of people in black ski (!) Masks and with M16 rifles in their hands rushed towards me!
I was instantly tied up and thrown to the floor, and then they handcuffed me and dragged me along. As I later learned, about 50 FBI, DEA (Drug Enforcement Administration) and Palm Beach County Sheriff's office were involved in that operation.
It turned out that the man from whom I rented a house was arrested in another city for selling drugs, and when the cops started questioning him, this creature told them that it was me who made drugs. When the FBI was preparing to raid me, they thought they were arresting a very large drug lord.
I spent the night in jail before they figured it out, including with the help of my friends, and they let me go. Of course, all charges against me were dropped, but I still think about who warned me two days in advance about the arrest?
It was something otherworldly and invisible, and although his warning did not help me at all, for some reason it tried to help me. I still remember his voice perfectly."