You are not alone. This reminds me of when one of my friends was working on the Disney lot in Burbank in an undisclosed department and was getting letters from a freak - I mean mentally disturbed - I mean special person from another planet - who was convinced that Flight of the Navigator was about him and that aliens kidnapped him and gave him an anal probe and a bunch of other stuff that you couldn't figure out unless you were in his head.
The scary part was if you started reading all these letters (and there must have been 40 of them) they started to make a weird kind of sense. They were turned over to legal because I - I mean my friend - thought it would be good to let the law dogs know just in case he showed up at
Disneyland with an AK47 and a cheese sandwich.
Fortunatly, nothing ever happened. I think he is either in jail, a nut house or dead. It was very weird.