We tracked down some tall whites to Las Vegas. While there, I slipped in like Flynn to the Super Soldier Summit this weekend. A lot of old friends and enemies there. I had to use a hologram belt to hide my identity. Too busy for this stuff. Lorien Fenton was trying to remote view me. Some of the people there were not who they really are. They were clones. Clones of the following people were placed there:
James Rink, Douglas Deitrich, Tyler Clark, Kerry Cassidy, JoAnn Richards, Mike Hemmingson, Miles Johnston, Sara Adams, Noreen Helphand, Erin Hicks, Solaris BlueRaven — EVERY ONE OF THESE PEOPLE WERE NOT PEOPLE BUT CLONES!
I almost took them out, as the top clone killer in this dimension, but I had tall whites to hunt down. Tall whites who set the mini-nuke off in Syria. Tall whites gambling at the Stardust and Belagio. Roan and I were sniffing some greys about too.
Then we smelled something real bad:
Duncan O’Finioan was spotted trying to get into the casino to do some killing, but Roan the Mongoose stepped in his path. Duncan quickly pissed his panties and ran away in fear.
I spotted the astral body of Michael Aquino roaming about. I went after him and he jumped into the body of the Douglas Deitrich clone.
I found the originals of Deitrich, Sara, and Solaris knocked out in the back of a Ryder moving van, being watched by a tall white. Roan took out the tall white. I took out the clones of Deitrich, Sara and Solaris and returned them to their rooms.
The Former White Hat, in his 5D body, showed up with Asket and Semjase to help us. “Accept no clones,” he said. The three then took out the other clones after finding the originals of the others hidden in the freezer behind Starbucks. Asket and Semjase returned them to their rooms.
In Starbucks were gallons of nanites. I destroyed them.
I spotted Max Spiers wrestling with three shape-shifting reptilians disguised as himself, Tyler Clark and James Casbolt.. I took out the these lizard imposters with a sonic cannon,
Then we spotted a black helicopter with a psychic scanning the area. The psychic was Anya Briggs, under control of the Gizeh Intelligence.
The Mongoose and I headed for Area 54, tracking the last of the tall whites. But they escaped in a ship with Anya and Duncan.
These are strange times, my friends.
Posted by A.M.