>I sit in my back yard
>I see a helicopter flying to me
>it makes no sound
>A light snaps on from above me
>I black out
>I come to strapped face down on a table
>I realize my butt is in the air
>There's a sensation of beings around me
>I feel the probings begin
>I wake up
>There's dollar bills surrounding me
>I count $500
>The aliens used me like a prostitute.
A helicopter flies to me with no sound