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630: On The Air: The Silenced Caller, The Mojave Phone Booth and The Alien In The Freezer
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Narrator
GATHERON this happened September 11, 1997. Four years before that date would mean something else entirely. A Thursday night in the desert. AR sat in his home in corrupt Nevada, a double wide trailer 60 miles west of Vegas, broadcasting coast to coast AM to millions of insomniacs across the country. If you're watching this channel, you already know who Art Bell was. He's one of our biggest inspirations. That night, Art opened his Special Area 51 line, a dedicated number for government employees who wanted to share secrets. No screening, no caller id, no questions about your identity. You called and if you got through, you alive, talking to millions of people who would never know your name. Most Area 51 callers were measured, rehearsed. They prepared their statements about classified projects and underground facilities. The calls were fascinating but controlled. This caller was different. He wasn't reading from notes. He was hyperventilating. He was crying, begging Arbel to believe him before it was too late. And then, mid sentence, the line went dead. But it wasn't just the phone call that died. Most callers on coast to Coast AM were calm. They'd rehearse their stories, organize their thoughts, prepared to sound credible on national radio. They wanted to be taken seriously. His caller was hyperventilating. His voice cracked and broke as he tried to get words out between gas for air. He was a former employee at Area 51 and he was on the run.
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Caller / Interviewee
Area 51 were you an employee or are you now? I a former employee? Former employee. I was let Go on a medical discharge about a week ago.
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Narrator
And
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Caller / Interviewee
I kind of been running across the country, man. I don't know where to start. They're gonna build triangulate on this position really, really soon. You can't spend a lot of time on the phone.
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Narrator
He said he didn't have much time. They would triangulate his position soon. Whoever they were, he wasn't talking to the audience. He was talking to Art Bell. Like a lifeline. Like Art was the only person in the world who might believe him before it was too late. Then he dropped a bombshell.
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Caller / Interviewee
Okay, what we're thinking of as aliens, Art, they. They're extra dimensional beings that an earlier precursor of the space program made contact with. They are not what they claim to be. They have infiltrated a lot of aspects of the military establishment, particularly the area 51.
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Narrator
The aliens, he said, had been lying about everything. The government wasn't in control of the situation. The entities weren't from Mars or some distant solar system. They were extra dimensional. They came from a different plane of reality. And they had infiltrated the military establishment at the highest levels. The caller's fear was contagious. You can hear it through the phone line, mixing with static. This wasn't entertainment. This was a man who believed he was about to die. It warned Art about upcoming disasters. The government knew what was coming. They were preparing to move people out of major cities, but not to save them. They wanted the major population centers wiped out. Art tried to calm him down, tried to get him to slow down and explain. But the caller was past. Point of reason, he'd seen something and whatever it was had broken him. And he was mid sentence when the line went dead. The caller was cut off mid word. One moment he was speaking, then nothing. Silence. It wasn't just the phone call that died. Art Bell's entire show went offline. Coast to coast. AM broadcast via satellite uplink. The signal traveled from Art's trailer in Pahrump to transponder on GE1, a communications satellite built by GE American, parked in geostationary orbit 22,300 miles above the equator. From there, it bounced back down to Earth stations operated by the network, which fed the Signal to over 500 affiliate stations nationwide. The system was solid, professional built, with redundancies it almost never failed. Art had been on the air for years without a major technical dropout. The system was built to keep working. Through storms, through equipment failures, through almost everything. At the exact moment the caller was about to reveal something, the satellite link cut out. Across America, millions of Radios went silent. The signal just vanished. Art scrambled in his studio, checking monitors, looking for any explanation. The carrier signal was gone. He switched to backup phone lines and called the network. They were panicking, too. The Earth station had lost its lock on the satellite. The technical crew couldn't explain it. A dropout that sudden and complete meant either a massive energy surge or a targeted jamming signal. Something had reached up into space and killed the connection. Art eventually got back on the air, and he was shaken. The timing was too perfect, too precise. The caller had been seconds away from saying something specific. And at that exact moment, someone or something pulled the plug. Not a guy in a basement with a radio jammer and not a freak storm. You don't accidentally knock out a geostationary satellite transponder. That takes real hardware. That takes someone who knows the uplink frequency, the beam footprint, and has the power to overwhelm it. Someone didn't want the caller to finish that sentence.
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Traveler
We're lost. I'm gonna pull over and ask that man for directions.
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Narrator
Hi there.
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Traveler
We're looking to get to the campground.
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Local Guide
Well, you're gonna take a left at the old oak tree end of this here road. No, I'm just kidding. Let me get my phone out.
- [08:23]
Traveler
How are you getting a signal out here?
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Local Guide
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Narrator
Foreign. The Frantic Caller incident became one of the most chilling moments in radio history. And it spread the way things spread in 1997. Slowly, through word of mouth, tape trading, and early Internet message boards. There was no YouTube, no Reddit, no social media. People dubbed copies of the broadcast on cassette tapes and nailed them to friends. They posted about it, amusement groups and proto forums dedicated to Coast To Coast. Amazing. The audio circulated through a network of true believers who treated it like contraband, forbidden information passed hand to hand. Artfeld's audience was loyal and obsessive. They recorded every broadcast. They cataloged them. Within weeks, the Frantic Caller tape was the most requested piece of audio in Coast to coast history. People listened to it hundreds of times, dissecting every word, every breath, every moment of silence before the signal died. A few weeks after the incident, a man called coast to coast am. He said he was the original caller. He said it was all a hoax. He was an actor who had gotten carried away with a performance and he wanted to set the record straight. The audience didn't buy it. The second caller sounded different. The voice was similar, but not the same. The rhythm was wrong. The original caller had been hyperventilating and sobbing and speaking in fragments because he couldn't catch his breath. The second caller was calm and smooth. He lacked the right moments. He sounded like he was reading from a script. Longtime listeners, the ones who had played the original tape over and over, noticed it immediately. His pitch was slightly off. The vocal ticks didn't match. The raw, animal terror of the first call was gone. Artfield himself seemed unconvinced. He let the second caller talk, but he didn't push back hard, and he didn't endorse the explanation. He moved on. The audience took that as a signal. It felt like damage control. The theories multiplied. Maybe the government found the original caller and forced him to recant or found someone close enough to pass. Maybe the original caller was never found at all. Maybe he was triangulated just like he feared. Maybe the second caller was a plant sent by military intelligence to close the loop and kill the story before it spread further than tape trade networks could carry it. But the satellite failure is the part that can't be explained away. You can fake a voice, you can fake a script. You can hire an actor to call a radio show and pretend to be terrified. But you can't fake a satellite dying 22,000 miles above the earth. You can't fake an earth station losing its lock at the exact moment of a reveal. That takes real power. That takes infrastructure. That takes someone who was listening and had the ability to reach into space and end the conversation. The incident changed the landscape of paranormal broadcasting. It proved that late night radio could produce moments that felt genuinely dangerous. Not scripted, not safe, not entertainment. Every paranormal show that came after coast to coast am, every conspiracy podcast, every late night live stream chasing the strange and unexplained, exist in the shadow of Art Bell's studio in Pahrump. And the frantic caller is the moment that sealed it. The moment the audience believed, truly believed, that someone powerful was. Was listening to the same broadcast they were. Art Bell kept going. He hosted Coast to coast for another six years before his first retirement in 2003. He came back. He always came back. He died in 2018 in that same trailer in Peron, surrounded by his equipment, his transmitter still standing nearby. The show continues without him. The caller warned about extra dimensional beings inside the government. He warned about planned disasters and population reduction. In 1997, it sounded like paranoid fantasy. Today, those warnings had echoed through decades of conspiracy theory, growing louder as trust in institutions has fallen apart. Maybe he was crazy. Maybe he was an actor who got lucky with his timing. Maybe the satellite failure really was a coincidence. A one in a billion glitch that happened at exactly the wrong moment. Or maybe someone was listening. Someone who didn't like what they heard. Someone who reached into the sky and pulled the plug before the caller could say too much. The audio is still out there. You can listen to all of it. Right now. The fear in that man's voice is real. Or it's the greatest performance in radio history. And somewhere, 22,000 miles above the earth, a satellite that failed could fail once again. So the next time your phone call drops, the next time your Internet cuts out for no reason, don't assume it's a glitch. Assume someone is listening. Gather round this happened. The Mojave Desert, California, 1997. Fifteen miles from the nearest paved road, down a rutted dirt track most vehicles couldn't handle, there stood a phone booth. A standard Pacific belt booth. Glass walls, metal shelf dangling. Phone book working dial tone. It had been there for decades. No one remembers exactly why. The mine it served closed years ago. The workers were long gone, but Pacific Bell kept paying the electricity. The line stayed active. The booth just sat there in the emptiness, waiting. Then a man named Godfrey Doc Daniels found the number. He read about it in a punk. Some guy in Los Angeles had spotted a tiny telephone icon on a map and driven out to find it. Something about that stuck with Daniels. A phone booth in the middle of nowhere. A working number that no one ever called. He started calling every day. He taped each call, stated the date and time, let the phone ring, and hung up. He stuck a post it note on his bathroom mirror. Did you remember to call the Mojave Desert today? He made every visitor to his house call the number two. Half an hour of tape, nothing but ringing. And the sound of his friends leaving messages for nobody. Then, less than a month in June 20, he got a busy signal. Someone was using the phone. He hit redial over and over until the line started ringing again. A woman answered. Her name was Lorene. She lived out near the old mine. She didn't have a phone of her own, so she walked to the booth. Daniels built a website about it. He posted the number 760-733-9969. And a simple challenge. Call it. See if anyone answers. The Internet fell in love. People started calling from around the world. London, Tokyo, Sao Paulo. The phone rang constantly in the empty desert, day and night. Then people started making the trip. They wanted to be on the other end. They wanted to answer. And what they found out there changed them forever.
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Narrator
People started calling the Mojave phone booth from around the world. The phone rang constantly in the empty desert, day and night, and eventually people started making the trip to answer it. They drove for hours on paved highway, then turned onto 15 miles of unpaved dirt road that rattled their cars and covered everything in dirt. They arrived at a phone booth standing alone in a landscape so empty it could have been on another planet. The glass was shot out. The phone book was gone. Graffiti covered every surface. Names, dates, messages from people who'd made the journey. And they waited. When the phone rang, the sound hit hard. In the total silence of the desert, no traffic, no voices, no hum of any kind. A ringing phone was almost violent and you couldn't ignore it. That's weird. Mojave Desert.
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Caller / Interviewee
This is it.
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Narrator
Fine. Thanks. People picked up and found themselves talking to strangers from halfway around the world. So.
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Caller / Interviewee
So there's actually a modern push button phone there? Yes, there is. And nobody's ripped it out or destroyed it? No.
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Narrator
And art.
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Caller / Interviewee
It rings 24 hours a day, seven days a week from around the world. I talked to Switzerland. I talked to Australia. Africa, of course. I talked to Kansas. Milwaukee, Wisconsin.
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Narrator
The conversations were strange. And personal. Something about the isolation made people open up. They told secrets. They confessed things they'd never said out loud. They talked to the booth like it was a priest, anonymous and free of judgment. The New York Times wrote about it in May 1998. That blew the doors off. Documentary crews showed up. Musicians wrote songs about it. The booth got its own fan sites, its own mythology. People camped next to it for days, waiting for the next call, talking to whoever happened to dial the number. This was 1997, 1998, 1999. The early Internet, when the web still felt like a place where weird things could happen. Where a phone booth in the desert could become the most important place in the world just because enough people decided it was. But there was something else about the phone calls. They weren't always friendly. Campers at the booth started reporting strange things. Not every call was a curious stranger or a fellow fan. Some calls were just static, a low electrical hum that sounded like the desert wind had gotten into the wires. Some were garbled voices, words that didn't quite form into anything you could understand. Sounds that might have been human or might not have been. One camper answered a call at 3 in the morning. The desert was pitch black. No moon. No artificial light for miles in any direction. Just stars and silence. He picked up the receiver. A voice whispered, I see you. He looked around. Nothing. Darkness in every direction. No cars, no flashlights, no movement. He was alone. He hung up. The phone rang again. Same voice, same whisperer. I see you. He didn't answer. The third time, he got in his car and drove 15 miles of dirt road in the dark. The whole way out, he couldn't shake the feeling that something was watching him from the hills. Other visitors reported the same kind of thing. Calls that felt off, voices that didn't sound quite human. The feeling of being watched in a place where no one should have been watching. Some saw lights in the sky above the booth. Not planes or satellites, something else. Others felt vibrations in the ground when the phone rang. Like the booth was connected to something underneath the desert. The booth pulled in true believers who thought it was a portal, a beacon, an antenna drawing attention from things that weren't human. It pulled in skeptics who came to prove the stories wrong and left feeling uneasy. And it pulled in people who just wanted to answer a phone in the middle of nowhere. To prove that connection was still possible, even in the most isolated place on earth. And for three years. The Mojave phone booth rang. On May 17, 2000, Pacific Bell sent a crew into the desert. They tore down the booth, ripped up the concrete pad, and disconnected the line, per company policy. The phone number was retired. A Pac Bell spokesman later confirmed what fans had feared. They hadn't just removed the booth, they destroyed it. The official reason was environmental damage. Too many visitors driving off road, tearing up the desert, leaving trash in what had become the Mojave National Preserve. But there was more to it. The preserve superintendent had confronted Pac Bella about long forgotten easement fees for the land the booth sat on. Fees that had gone unpaid for years, maybe decades. Pacific Bell didn't fight it. They just pulled the plug. The number 760-733-9969, went dead. Someone placed a headstone at the site, an actual grave marker, like a memorial for a dead friend. The National Park Service removed that, too. But people still visit. They drive the 15 miles of dirt road, park in the sand, and stand in the empty spot where the booth used to be. Nothing there now. Just scrub brush and the faint outline where concrete once was. And the desert is already taking it back. Visitors hear a phantom ring, a faint electronic sound rising from the desert floor, coming from nowhere, drifting across the emptiness. The people who hear it swear it's real. It sounds like the booth is still there, buried under the sand, still connected to something, still waiting for someone to answer. In 2013, a phone freak named Lucky225 acquired the old number through a VoiceOver IP provider. He set it up so callers could reach a conference line. Strangers talking to strangers again, just like the old days. The booth was gone, but the number lived. Doc Daniels spent 10 years writing a book about the whole thing. Adventures with the Mojave Phone Booth came out in 2018, funded by a Kickstarter campaign. NPR's snap judgment did a segment on it. The podcast 99% invisible devoted an episode to it. The novelist JG Ballard called the booth a kind of talismanic object, something that shouldn't have mattered, but did for reasons nobody could fully explain. Thousands of people drove hours into the desert just to talk to strangers. They told secrets to a phone booth in the middle of nowhere because it felt safer than telling anyone they actually knew. The booth was a piece of forgotten equipment, a leftover from 1948. The nobody bothered to disconnect a policy station for a dead mine. The desert is quiet now. The concrete is gone. The confessional is closed. But somewhere under the sand, something is still waiting for a signal.
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Traveler
I'm gonna pull over and ask that man for directions.
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Traveler
We're looking to get to the campground.
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Local Guide
Well, you're going to take a left at the old oak tree end of this here road. No, I'm just kidding. Let me get my phone out.
- [26:11]
Traveler
How are you getting a signal out here?
- [26:13]
Local Guide
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- [26:24]
Traveler
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- [27:09]
Narrator
Gather round. This happened October 1996, the Cascade Mountains in Washington state. Dr. Jonathan Reed was hiking with his golden retriever, Susie, enjoying a crisp autumn afternoon, noon in the woods. Reed was a psychologist with a private practice. An educated man, not the type to invent stories about aliens. The woods were quiet, too quiet. And Susie barked and ran into the brush. Ahead of him. Reed heard a commotion, a low humming sound. Then a yelp. The sound of an animal in pain he grabbed a tree branch and ran toward the noise. He entered a clearing and stopped. A black triangular craft hovered silently above the ground. And beneath it stood a creature, small and gray. And it was holding what was left of his doll. The creature moved with impossible speed. It had Susie by the jaw, and in one motion, faster than Reed's eye could track, it crushed her skull. Dog didn't just die. She turned to powder. Bone and tissue reduced to dust in seconds. Reed didn't think. He swung the tree branch as hard as he could. Solid impact. The creature collapsed and lay still on the forest floor. The humming stopped. The woods went silent. It was heavy and oppressive, with a quiet that follows violence. Reed stood over the body, breathing hard, trying to understand what he was looking at. It wasn't human. The creature was about 4ft tall, with gray skin and large, dark almond shaped eyes. The body looked biological, but also synthetic, like living tissue stretched over machinery. A suit made of flesh, or flesh made to look like a suit. Reed threw up. He just killed an intelligent being, an extraterrestrial. A being that traveled across space or dimensions to end up dead in a forest clearing in Washington state, killed by a man with a tree branch. Then he realized he needed proof. He couldn't leave the body there. It would disappear, or someone would find it, or he'd come back tomorrow and convince himself that it never happened. He had to take it with him. Reed wrapped the creature in a foil emergency blanket from his hiking pack. It was heavier than it looked, and it smelled strange. It had a chemical odor like ozone mixed with sulfur. He carried it to his car, loaded it in the back, and drove home. He couldn't call the police. He couldn't call a hospital. He couldn't tell anyone without sounding insane. So he did the only thing that made sense. He put the alien in his chest freezer, shoved it behind the frozen vegetables and closed the lid. Reed documented everything. He photographed the creature from every angle. He recorded video footage. That footage became some of the most analyzed alien evidence in history. In the footage, the creature's eyes are open. They're moist, they reflect light, and they blink. It wasn't dead. It was healing. Reed heard it screaming from inside the freezer. But the screaming was telepathic. A sound that bypassed his ears and pierced directly into his mind. It woke him at night. It followed him during the day, a high pitched, agonizing shriek that sounded like a dolphin in pain. He also found an object at the crash site. A black bracelet that he called the Link. When he wore it, he could sense the creature's thoughts. He could feel its rage, its fear, its desperate attempts to reach others of its kind. The bracelet connected him to the entity in ways he didn't understand and couldn't control. Within weeks, men showed up at Reed's house. They weren't wearing suits like the classic men in black. They wore tactical gear, military equipment. They carried weapons, the kind of hardware you don't see outside of a combat zone. They raided his home. They killed people who had seen the evidence. They burned his records, his photographs, his backup files. Reed went on the run. He said the government erased his identity, deleted his university records, his professional licenses, his birth certificate. He became a ghost, a man with no official existence, hiding from people who wanted him dead or silent.
- [31:41]
Caller / Interviewee
This is Coast To Coast. Am I Art Bell? And tonight, you're going to get what you've been waiting for. An alien encounter that Dr. Jonathan Reed had about two years ago. And you're going to hear the entire story.
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Narrator
In a moment, he appeared on coast to coast AM's tell a story. He sounded exhausted, he sounded broken, like a man who lost everything.
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Caller / Interviewee
This is all happening in seconds. I understand. At that point, I ran through forward and I don't know where the logic came from. I don't know. There was no forethought. I literally struck with this bat hitting the creature.
- [32:25]
Narrator
He played the audio of the creature screaming. Listeners heard that high pitched trill cutting through the static. The sound of the being from another world crying out from inside a freezer.
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- [33:42]
Traveler
We're lost. I'm gonna pull over and ask that man for directions.
- [33:47]
Narrator
Hi there.
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Traveler
We're looking to get to the campground.
- [33:49]
Local Guide
Well, you're gonna take a left at the old oak tree end of this here road. No, I'm just kidding. Let me get my phone out.
- [33:55]
Traveler
How are you getting a signal out here?
- [33:56]
Local Guide
T Mobile and US Cellular decided to make so the network out here is huge. We're getting the same great signal as the city and saving a boatload with all the benefits. Oh, and a five year price guarantee. Okay, here's those directions.
- [34:08]
Traveler
Actually, can you point us in the direction of a T Mobile store?
- [34:11]
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- [34:45]
Narrator
The Jonathan Reed story is polarizing. Skeptics say the alien was a rubber doll, the video was a puppet, and Reid was a conman trying to sell a book. They point out that his credentials can't be verified. They note that no one has ever found the crash site or found more evidence. But the details are haunting. The violence of the encounter. The way Susie was destroyed in seconds, reduced to powder by an entity that moved faster than human reflexes could follow. The specific smell of the creature, that ozone and sulfur chemical signature, the telepathic screaming that Reid described with the desperation of a man who couldn't make it stop. And the video. If the footage is fake, it's a masterpiece. The creature breathes. Its chest rises and falls in irregular rhythm. Its eyes are moist, catching the light the way living tissue catches light. When it blinks, the movement is uneven. Not the synchronized motion of a mechanical puppet, but the imperfect organic movement of real eyelids. In 1996, that kind of practical effects work would have required a professional studio. Jonathan Reed was a psychologist, not a special effects artist. He had no background in filmmaking, no access to Hollywood quality materials, no clear reason to destroy his own life or a hoax. Because his life was destroyed. Reed spent years in hiding. He lost his career, his home, his identity. He became a paranoid voice on late night radio playing recordings that most people dismissed as fantasy hoaxers usually profit from their lives. Reed never got rich, never got famous. He got erased. The freezer is what makes this story different from every other alien encounter. It grounds the cosmic horror in everyday life. We all have freezers full of ice cream, frozen vegetables, leftovers we'll never eat. Jonathan Reed kept a healing extraterrestrial in his wedged between the frozen peas and the ice cube trays, he slept in the next room while a being from another world repaired itself in the cold and the dark. He heard it screaming into his mind. And every morning, he had to walk past that freezer to make his coffee. That's the horror of the Jonathan Reed story. The aftermath, the realization that you've brought something home that you can't explain, that you can't control and can't let anyone see. The barrier between normal life and cosmic nightmare is exactly as thick as a freezer door. So next time you go hiking and your dog runs into the the brush, think twice before you follow. Things in the woods don't want to be found. And remember, if you break them, you have to keep them. Thank you so much for hanging out today. My name is AJ this is the Y Files, and that was a campfire story. No debunking, no analysis. Just a creepy story to scare you and the kids. 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Conspiracy Enthusiast / Rapper
I played Polybius in Area 51 a secret code inside the Bible said I was I love my UFO and paranormal fun as well as music so I'm singing like I should but then another conspiracy theory becomes the truth, my friends and it never ends no, it never end. I feel the crab cat and got stuck inside Mel's home with mkotruck I feel only 2 aware did Stanley Kubrick fake the moon landing alone on a film set or were the shadow people there? The Roswell aliens just fought the smiling man I'm told and his name was cold hard I could I can't believe I'm dancing with the fishes had to fish on Thursday nights Wednesday J2 and through the night all I ever wanted was to just hear the truth. The madman sightings and the solar storm still come to Agatha the secret city underground mysterious number stations planet Surfboard too Project Star game and what the dark watchers found. Fish on Thursday nights with AJ2 and the weapons. All to go. Love to dance on the dance floor because she is a camel when camels love to dance when the that feeling is right Always in time.
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