They also seemed frightened, I asked them what was happening and they exclaimed: "I was taken from my house by a big beast, and they took away my parents! This is the same thing that happened to me, I thought. Moments passed and the alien approached with something in its claw like hands. "Ouch!" I thought as the alien pressed something against me; “What did he do?” Is he trying to hurt me? I look down and there is now a blue sticker stuck on it. On it was, in big bold numbers, #4958. Before I could wonder what that meant, I was thrown into a room full of hundreds of children. When they saw me, they welcomed me. They high fived me, shook my hand and even punched me. One of them approached me, but this one seemed different from the others. It had an orange name tag instead of blue and it read #0012. He said, “Welcome to our new brother, to the place of the unknown, welcome to Oxnard!” » Oxnard was a fairly large place, consisting of moving walkways, large rooms with numbers on them, and a few aliens. On the wall it said “Oxnard packaging”. I didn't know what Oxnard was back then but let me tell you, it's not a nice place. All the children told me in depth what happened to them and I was frightened by what they said. All the talk about the beast sent chills through my heart. They told me the beast came every Sunday and took dozens of children at a time..