MIB (Men in Black)

1. I was dowsed with powder poured from a metallic vial he was holding in his right hand. I could not see the color of the powder, but felt it lumped atop the crown of my head and it fell about my face, invading my nose and lungs.


2. The woman was fairly young, in her early thirties, and she was sitting directly across from me only about three feet away. She looked stunned, with her mouth open which alarmed me as I feared she might inhale or otherwise ingest the powder falling off my head.


3. I stayed motionless for several reasons. First I was in a state of shock for I had suspected the MIB until he stood before the door to exit. This had fooled me and I let my guard down. I felt foolish for dismissing my suspicions as paranoia and considered myself defeated - as in a check-mate. The second reason for remaining still was that I was trying to restrain my breathing making it as shallow as possible to inhale as little of the burning powder. All the while I thought this might be the last day of my life. The third reason was that I didn't want to move and in any way expose the women in front of me to more powder than might have already hit her. I felt very guilty that she might be a collateral victim of this attack and expected to shortly die of its sequels, assuming that she might too.


4. It was only two stations later that I recovered my senses enough, and noted that the powder had stilled around me, to very slowly get up and move away from other passengers. I exited the subway train feeling like a walking toxic waste hazard, going all the way to the far end of the station to then lean over and shake my head upside down while holding my breath.


5 Once done, I realized that I must remove all traces of this powder to limit its action, noting that I had not yet succumbed. I guessed that my best chance was to get home as quickly as possible, it was not far. Once home I carefully removed my contaminated trench coat on the outside landing of my building's back stairs, and then folded it inside out and placed it inside two plastic bags, which in turn I sealed with several circles of tape. I then removed the rest of my clothing and took a very long shower, soaping up and shampooing about five times.


6. I then left a phone recording message to a friend who works in a bank. I did so because I knew it was being investigated by the financial police, and knowing that all calls there were being systematically recorded in the course of this investigation, this meant they would have a record of it in addition to my friend. During that call I made a full report of all that had happened to that point, and said that if I suddenly died of what looks like natural causes that a link should be made with this MIB attack.


7. I then set forth to waiting for what seemed inevitable, that I would succumb to whatever. In case others here don't know about my activities, I have taken on quite a few powerful organizations including provocative appeals that many intelligence agencies were guilty of high treason, taken strong stands against Freemasonry, and made myself quite an array of enemies. I know that the police where I am were not trustworthy, and I also worried that since such attacks could fall under military authority, due to the use of what might be considered militarized biological substances, I really didn't want to add their intervention to my troubles. Finally, I wondered if this wasn't engineered possibly to discredit me professionally, given that I hold down serious responsibilities for which it could be compromising to be implicated in what might sound like delusional paranoia?


8. After two days had gone by without any health sequels, I realized that maybe it was a just a fake attack designed to scare me, an intimidation measure and not a lethal aggression. So I went on leading my life, but reported the attack in a thread somewhere here at ATS. A couple of weeks later I came across an article that discussed the possibility that those exposed to Anthrax can have no sequels until its spores expand, a process which can take up to two months before they become active. This alarmed me and prompted me to further steps.


9. I contacted the leading medical laboratories in the country to ask for Anthrax screening, and they all declared that they are unable to do such testing, referring me to the military authorities. However, having adamantly denounced them for treasonous behavior, I wasn't about to place myself in their hands, especially not knowing if some governmental black ops agency wasn't behind my attack.


10. I had my doctor contact the leading toxicology institute in the country. There he learned that there is no way to detect Anthrax in the blood, and that when a patient is suspected of a potential exposure to that biological agent, the only option is to ensure that if it is present and breaks out, that it is immediately killed in the body before it kills the patient.


11. My doctor was then guided for my treatment by the Director of that Institute who took special care to formulate a prescription of a very high dosage antibiotic which had the best anthrax killing properties. I took this for a period of two full months with daily large doses of oral antibiotic pills.


12. If there was Anthrax in that powder, and I had not taken this preventive treatment, upon outbreak I would have had only a ten percent chance of survival even in intensive care, undergoing continuous massive full blood transfusions.

Originally posted by DasFox
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Read the ATS protocol and you will learn that it is not allowed to reveal one's true identity, and this for obvious security reasons.

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