posted on Oct, 20 2023 @ 03:50 PM
A man would pick me up, and take me to a space in the woods for target shooting. After a day or so he opened a case with some kind handheld weapon,
and when he told me it shot metal discs, I said, "That's kinda like those plastic toy guns we played with as kids. It shot discs too." But this was
different, cause I had to get used to holding and aiming, and turn a knob or something with the other hand. He'd get impatient, and tell that I hand
to keep whatever I was firing at in the sights, and use my other hand, without taking my eyes off my target. After I became pretty used to it, he
trained me to shoot at a target from an elevated positions. He said it wasn't as easy as I thought. After he thought I was good enough, he had me
swear to some kind of oath, and I didn't see him for awhile. Later, could've been days, weeks, I don't know, I was shown maps of the DC area, and told
where I was to run to. He said it was a place that still burned coal, and a big furnace was in the basement area of that building. More later.