0120 - Featured Cases
Kevin's Account ~ written, Feb 2001 ~(posted March 21, 2004)
In August or September 1987 (later determined to be Wednesday September 2, 1987), I left Ross River (where I lived) and headed up the North Canol Road by myself on my motor bike for moose (hunting). (Maps of the area). I was planning on spending 3 days in the area between Sheldon Lake and Macpass. A guy I worked with and a friend of his were to leave a day later and I was to meet them for some fishing. We were all to stay at a trailer at Dewhurst Creek.
I left Ross River early in the morning and the temperature started to drop. Then it started to rain very hard and very cold. When I got to Gravel Creek, I stopped at Art John's Cabin and put on extra clothes while standing under the edge of his roof. I knew the rain would not stop, so I got back on my bike and headed off.
I arrived at the trailer ½ hour before dark, very cold and very tired. I lit up a fire, cooked supper and went straight to bed looking forward to the morning hunt. Over night the rain had stopped.
At daybreak (September 3, 1987) I put my gear and my gun on my bike and headed towards Macpass. A couple of miles down the road, I was putting along at about 10 mph looking into the trees and watching the hillsides. I decided to stop for a pee.
Background
By Martin Jasek, M.Sc., P. Eng.
I first met Kevin on July 8, 2000 while attending a UFO conference in St. Paul, Alberta. I had just finished a presentation on Yukon UFO sightings when he approached me. He was very quiet and reserved and basically told me that he used to live in Ross River, Yukon and had heard and seen strange things up there. He proceeded to write down his contact information for me as the hustle and bustle of the conference prevented a personal conversation. The next day, as the conference was drawing to a close, Kevin approached me again. He said he was leaving now as he had a fairly lengthy drive home. But before he left, he wanted to show me something so that I would know what he was talking about when we later talked on the phone. He then showed me the palms of his hands. Wow, what he showed me certainly peaked my interest and he briefly stated some of the background. I'll leave it to the reader to read through "Kevin's Account" as not to take away from the incredible experience.
After the conference I returned to my home in Whitehorse and Kevin returned to his life in a small Alberta town. It was fortunate that with my work I was able to travel to many parts of the Yukon and at my earliest opportunity (Sept 12, 2000), I traveled up the North Canol Road. Prior to the trip, Kevin provided a detailed description of the location where his experience took place and narrowed it down to a 6 km stretch of road, west of a vacant RCMP trailer. I took photographs of five locations along this stretch that would potentially match Kevin's description. There was one location in particular that matched every detail very well. I mailed all sets of five location photos to him and he quickly replied that one location, the same one that I favoured, was the correct one. There "is no doubt in his mind" he replied. He added information to the photos such as the trajectory of the UFO, the location where the aliens stood, etc. The graphics depicting what Kevin witnessed are of the actual locations. We hope that these along with the artwork add to the realism of Kevin's account.
This article has been a long time in the making and I have got to know Kevin over the years. He is a very honest, sincere and reserved individual. Not at all the type looking for attention. I have no reason not to believe his entire story. I would like to thank him for his patience and understanding for the time it took me to put this presentation together.
I would also like to thank Gord Heath, Paddy D. and Jim G. for their help with the artwork and illustration graphics.
I stopped where I could see some mountainsides and some valleys. I parked on the right side of the road. The sun was shining; the air was perfectly still and a bit cool.
Fig. 2. Looking east at the location where Kevin stopped. This photograph was taken in September 2000. Kevin recalls that the brush along the edge of the road was much shorter in 1987. This would have allowed him to view the mountains to the south as he describes.
I was standing just in front of my bike watching the mountains to the south, when I noticed to the left out of the corner of my eye, what I first thought was an airplane. It was 400 to 500 yards away and about the size of a DC-3 plane or a full-size school bus.
It was travelling north to south, at about 40 yards above ground and moving maybe 30 km/h. Right away I thought "boy is he low". I blinked my eyes because I couldn't make out any tail fin or wings.
Fig. 3. Graphic depicting UFO as it flew slowly from left to right.
It had what looked like portholes all along the side of it. It was cigar shaped with a grey strip down the middle and a dark green on top and bottom.
Click each image to enlarge (Figures 4, 5, 6)
I thought to myself, "something's wrong with this picture", then I realised there was no sound! If it was an airplane, the roar would have filled the valley.
As I watched, it seemed to partially dematerialize and then return to solid form, it did this as it was moving, a couple of times. Then it dawned on me, oh, oh, I don't think I should be seeing this; it's a UFO and probably doesn't want to be seen!
I crouched down on the road, hiding behind the roadside grass.
I then watched it go behind a cone-shaped hill and not come out. I stood up looking for it and feeling very excited and happy about what I saw and thinking they didn't even know they were being watched.
I was standing beside my bike when I heard a loud metallic clunk behind me around the corner.
Fig. 7. Kevin suddenly heard a loud "clunk" coming from this direction (west) after the UFO disappeared in the east.
Right away I thought, somebody must be here and I've got to tell them what I saw. The noise I heard sounded like a heavy trunk lid on a car slamming shut.
I quickly walked along the edge of the road to the corner to see who was there.
I came face to face (about 20 yards) with 2 grey creatures in blue jump suits, about 5 ft. tall with big insect looking heads, pointy faces, big eyes, thin arms, body and legs. I immediately thought "they're not little green men*, they're grasshopper people".
Fig. 8. Kevin came face-to-face with these beings.
Artwork by Patty D. & Jim G.
*(before this, all I knew about aliens was that they were supposed to be little green men.)
Fig. 9. close-up of aliens in figure 8.
Artwork by Patty D. & Jim G.
At that same instant, the one on the left raised his left hand to his waist, which held some type of flashlight device and I saw a bright flash of light come from it.
Fig. 10. The aliens shot a beam of light at Kevin that had paralyzing effects.
Artwork by Patty D. & Jim G.
I instantly felt paralyzed and was convinced time had stopped, everything was black, no sound. I tried to yell "No!" but all that came out was a distorted grunt.
Fig. 11. Click to enlarge Kevin's drawing of the beings.
Next thing I knew I was standing on the side of the road scared, shaking and confused.
Within seconds I remembered all of this that had just taken place and I thought, "I'm getting out of here before they get me again." I turned around to get my bike and for some reason it was not there, then I noticed it was on the other side of the road. I said to myself, "what the hell is this? I didn't put it there". Still panicking I rushed over and got on it and realized the keys were gone.
I always left the keys in it, that way I could not lose them while sneaking around in the bush. I immediately started looking down the road and suddenly saw them in my hand. I started my bike and raced back to the trailer.
I was feeling scared and amazed at the same time and then noticed that all the shadows of the trees were pointing in a different direction than that of the morning sun. About 15 minutes later I was at the trailer. Half an hour later it was dark. I thought "no way, I only left here an hour ago, what's going on?"
I was really confused then, I said to myself, "I'm not telling anybody about this, I'll just forget the whole thing".
I put on a pot of coffee and could then hear a soft humming sound above the trailer. I could also feel a soft vibration in everything (trailer, air, etc.). After about 10 minutes it had all stopped. I had a very strong feeling that they were outside. I did not look out the windows.
Later that night I still couldn't sleep and while having my coffee I began to have flashbacks of the past events. I remember being in a dream-like state watching scenery flash by underneath as if I was flying. I watched mountains and rivers and forests go by at a very high rate of speed.
I then became aware of other sounds and seemed to wake up. I opened my eyes and could see nothing but black, very deep and inky black. As I was looking at this, the blackness pulled back, revealing a face, I had been looking into the eyes of a grey type creature. I could hear in my mind a voice saying "there is nothing to worry about". I could hear him talking in my mind.
There were 3 or 4 of these types walking around, but only one talked to me. The two I saw earlier on the road, I never saw again. (Note: the aliens that he saw at this point were of the typical "grey type" while the ones at the edge of the road were more insectoid.)
I then sat up and had an idea of what might be going on and I asked, "Are you going to do experiments on me?" and the one said, "They've already been done." I felt really good then because, except for a strange sensation in my hands everything felt normal. I kept rubbing my hands together but did not look at them, as there was a totally strange environment to look at instead. I experienced no discomfort.
The being nearest me asked if I would like to see my home planet and I said sure. I then walked over to the window, where there was a machine that looked like a big copy machine. He asked me not to touch it, I replied "Don't worry, I'm not touching anything in here".
Fig. 12. Kevin's drawing of the place where he regained consciousness and where the being showed him the image.
He then said, that bright white star is your home. I didn't know anything about astronomy at the time, but I always thought earth was blue, so right away I thought he's lying. He also explained to me about space and stars etc. but I can't remember any of it now.
I was also asked if I would like to go on a trip. I replied "Not yet", I felt very honoured to be asked and I did want to go, but felt that the time was not right.
Then I was told I would have to forget all of this. I was disappointed at hearing this. The first part of the experience was very scary, but once I was with them, I found them to be friendly, helpful and their looks didn't bother me. They actually seemed like old friends.
They gave me a clear glass, ¾ full with a yellow liquid and said to drink it up, it would make me forget everything. I told them, I did not want to forget an experience like this. It should be remembered! I was told it was for my own good that I forget. So I took 3 little sips and put the glass down. (So how did Kevin remember you ask?; please see the bottom of the following page: Discussion)
Next thing I know, I'm on the road by my bike, scared to death and wanting to get out of there.
The next day I met up with the other two guys and never said anything to them.
Additional Notes
1) When the being shot me with the flashlight device, I experienced what they call "the cone of silence". It seemed like time stood still and nothing existed but me, like I was pulled from reality. It was the most absolute quiet ever imagined. I was really scared and tried to yell "No!", but all that came out was a gnarly growl. Everything went dark and I had the sensation of hurtling skyward at a terrific speed. I also felt that I was being stretched, as if my feet were on the ground and my upper body was 20 feet above. My whole body shooting skyward.
Fig. 13. Cropped version of figure 10.
Artwork by Patty D. & Jim G.
2) When I was watching the UFO move slowly in front of me, I thought, I better get a picture of this. My camera was just inside my jacket in my shirt pocket and was very quick and easy to get at. A sort of calming feeling came over me and I felt like, "It's no big deal", "don't worry about it", "I don't have to have a picture".
Fig. 3. Graphic depicting the UFO Kevin witnessed.
Afterwards I thought, what bizarre behaviour. I kept 2 cameras on the go all the time and I was always on the lookout for photo opportunities. To think a U.F.O. photo is not important is insane.
3) While driving from Ross River to the trailer, I had a feeling that something unusual might happen, but never expected this.
4) Before this incident happened, I had no interest or knowledge about any of this. So one day I decided to write everything down that I could think of. (This original write-up has been misplaced) Afterwards I bought a couple of books on UFOs etc. and after reading them, realized that I'm not the only one, and that my experiences are not all just me.
5) Although I wanted to tell people about this, I was very reluctant to tell this story. Since it happened, I have told it to less than 10 people. Every time I tell someone, I feel like I just broke a promise I made to them that I wouldn't tell anybody. This feeling may just be me or it may be programmed into me to keep me quiet. I don't know.
I decided to tell it as more of an awareness thing. I'm sure other people have had experiences but are held back.
6) When I got back to Ross River, I was thinking about the sensation in my hands when I sat up on the bed. (with the beings). I looked down at my palms and was startled to see a scoop mark in the palm of each hand. I had not seen these before. Over the next couple of years, I asked two doctors and four nurses if they knew what this was and they all said no, they had never seen anything like it before.
In September 2000, I asked my doctor about it and he said yes he knows of it and he told me the name of it (can't remember it now).
But they had no idea what causes it. Coincidence? I don't know.
I still have them.
Fig. 14. Scoop marks left on Kevin's hands after the incident. Photo taken in July 9, 2000, almost 13 years later.
Extraterrestres : l'enquête
La science est en pleine révolution. De l'astrophysique à la psychiatrie en passant par la neurologie et la physique quantique, elle révèle les limites de notre perception de la réalité. Chaque jour, de nouvelles découvertes viennent balayer certaines de nos certitudes. Intrigué par ces bouleversements, l'ancien reporter de guerre et journaliste d'investigation Stéphane Allix est allé à la rencontre de ceux qui affirment avoir vu des ovnis ou être en contact avec des « entités non humaines ». Il examine ici leurs récits à la lumière des changements qui secouent la recherche scientifique et commencent à affecter notre vision du monde. Il nous fait également découvrir les travaux de John E. Mack sur les récits de « rencontres extraterrestres ». Les analyses de ce professeur de psychiatrie de l'université de Harvard établissent clairement que la plupart des témoins ne souffrent d'aucune pathologie mentale mais que leurs expériences présentent, au contraire, les caractéristiques physiologiques de traumatismes réels. Résultat de trois années de recherches, cette enquête inédite et troublante nous confronte à un phénomène incontestable, et pourtant encore largement controversé.
New York, 87e rue ouest, dans un bel appartement de Manhattan. Le canapé sur lequel je suis assis ferme un petit coin salon composé d’une table basse et de deux fauteuils d’un style années trente. Michael et Trish y ont pris place. Michael est écrivain et new-yorkais depuis toujours. Il vient de dépasser la cinquantaine et conserve un port altier, une sorte de force, de vigueur contenue. Trish, ancienne dirigeante d’entreprise, est, elle, originaire de Chicago. Ses gestes sont emplis d’attention, de douceur. Elle partage la vie de Michael depuis bientôt dix ans.
– Bien...
– Voir l’ovni n’a pas constitué la totalité de l’expérience...
– Que s’est-il passé d’autre ? Peut-on revenir sur le déroulement de la soirée ? Comment tout cela a-t-il commencé ?
– Nous nous connaissions depuis très peu de temps..., me répond Michael.
– C’étaient nos premières vacances tous les deux..., enchaîne sa compagne.
Je sens la gêne, celle de Trish surtout, qui réalise plus encore que Michael sans doute la portée de ce qu’ils s’apprêtent à me raconter. Ils se livrent peu, ils ne parlent quasiment jamais de cet épisode. De cette bien étrange histoire qui leur est arrivée au mois de septembre 1997. Ils s’étaient donc rencontrés quelques semaines auparavant, et avaient décidé de passer un week-end de détente dans une région vallonnée et sauvage du nord-est des États-Unis que connaissait Michael. Ils avaient loué un bungalow sur les rives du lac de Rangeley, dans l’État du Maine, à quelques dizaines de kilomètres du Canada.
D’autres bungalows s’éparpillent au milieu des sapins et des bouleaux géants,mais ils étaient tous vides en cette fin septembre, car la saison touchait à sa fin et les nuits commençaient à être fraîches. Alors qu’ils s’apprêtaient à dîner, Michael avait sorti sa caméra afin d’enregistrer quelques images de leur premier vrai week-end. Il filma l’intérieur de leur bungalow, la table sur laquelle le couvert était dressé, Trish une poêle à la main, puis sans raison apparente, il sortit sur la terrasse quelques instants et revint filmer Trish qui achevait de réchauffer leur repas. Tandis que la nuit descendait sur cette ancienne terre des Indiens Abnaki, une brassée de bruits sauvages, naturels, leur parvinrent aux oreilles, bien différents du tohu-bohu new-yorkais : le clapotis de l’eau, les brames très lointains d’élans mâles depuis les parties inhabitées du lac, la cavalcade d’un putois dans les taillis. Ils ne firent pas long feu ce soir-là et se réfugièrent bien vite sous les couvertures.
– Je me suis réveillé au milieu de la nuit, me dit Michael, il devait être deux heures et demie du matin. Je n’étais pas allongé, mais assis sur le rebord, au pied du lit, juste devant la fenêtre, face à une intense lumière venant de l’extérieur ! C’était la lumière la plus intense que j’aie jamais vue. Je me suis levé et suis allé dans le salon d’où j’avais une bien meilleure vue. Et là, à une cinquantaine de mètres, juste au-dessus du lac, j’ai vu un large objet en forme d’ellipse, très lumineux. Il devait mesurer entre dix et quinze mètres de haut. Vraiment immense, et tellement brillant...
– Et où se trouvait Trish à ce moment-là ?
– Sur le lit, exactement à l’endroit où je m’étais réveillé quelques secondes plus tôt.
– Oui, intervient Trish, moi, depuis la chambre, je n’ai pas bien vu la forme en ellipse, je distinguais seulement le dessus, mais j’ai vu cet immense faisceau de lumière qui en sortait, il devait faire quatre à cinq mètres de haut. Je t’ai demandé ce que c’était, Michael.
Michael s’adresse à nouveau à moi.
– J’ai entendu Trish me crier : « Michael, qu’est-ce que c’est que ça ? » Et pendant les cinq à six minutes qui ont suivi, nous n’avons pas cessé de nous parler, moi depuis le salon et Trish depuis la chambre. Je voyais une sorte de tunnel qui sortait de l’objet. Cet objet était très brillant, mais sa lumière ne se reflétait pas sur l’eau du lac ! Il était entouré d’un halo vaporeux, comme une enveloppe de brume. Puis, au bout d’un moment, nous avons vu ce tunnel... je ne peux pas dire s’il se dissolvait ou s’il se rétractait dans la grande ellipse, mais il réduisait, puis il a disparu.
Pendant un instant, il n’y avait plus d’extension, juste cet objet énorme en forme d’ellipse, flottant dans les airs, et puis... il est parti. Il a disparu, disparu en une fraction de seconde, juste devant nos yeux...
– C’est exactement ça, dit Trish, je me souviens que je vois l’objet, et puis instantanément je ne le vois plus. Je ne suis pas certaine de ne pas avoir tourné la tête, ou cligné des yeux, mais il était là et la seconde suivante il n’y avait plus rien ! Je me suis levée et Michael m’a rejointe dans l’encadrement de la porte de la chambre. « Michael, c’était quoi ? » lui ai-je demandé. J’ai été surprise, parce que alors il a pris mes mains dans les siennes...
– J’ai saisi les mains de Trish et je lui ai dit : « Trish, s’il te plaît, il faut que tu te rappelles ce qui s’est passé ! Il faut que tu t’en souviennes ! »
– Ça m’a choquée ! Pourquoi me disait-il une telle chose ? Comment aurais-je pu oublier une expérience pareille ? C’est l’événement le plus incroyable qu’il me soit jamais arrivé ! Et Michael, lui, continuait : « Trish, il faut que tu t’en souviennes... »
– Ce qui est vraiment incompréhensible, c’est que nous soyons retournés nous coucher tout de suite. Dans une telle situation, on s’attendrait à ce qu’on en parle tout le reste de la nuit, eh bien non, nous nous sommes rendormis. Et le lendemain, ni Trish ni moi n’avions le moindre souvenir de cet événement !
Après s’être levés comme si de rien n’était, Michael et Trish passèrent une partie de la matinée à se promener le long des berges, puis s’aventurèrent dans la petite ville de Rangeley, distante de quelques kilomètres, pour chiner dans les boutiques d’artisanat. De retour à leur bungalow dans l’après-midi, ils s’installèrent sur la terrasse afin de profiter de cette belle journée d’automne, en déjeunant au soleil.
– Je regardais le paysage, se rappelle Trish, c’était vraiment une belle journée, le soleil se reflétait sur la surface du lac, formant des centaines d’éclats étincelants ; c’est alors que je me suis brusquement rappelé la nuit précédente... j’en ai presque hurlé : « Michael, la lumière sur le lac ! »
– Moi je croyais qu’elle me parlait des miroitements du soleil sur l’eau, mais elle m’a coupé avec fermeté : « Non, Michael, la nuit dernière ! La lumière que nous avons vue la nuit dernière ! » Soudain, je fus glacé des pieds à la tête. Instantanément l’image de cet objet en forme d’ellipse m’est revenue à l’esprit... j’ai eu cette image devant les yeux... un immense objet lumineux au-dessus de l’eau...
Michael regarda Trish avec intensité. Tous deux venaient de se rappeler, par accident, un événement qu’il était difficilement concevable d’oublier. Un événement de cette intensité vécu seulement quelques heures plus tôt. Cette inexplicable amnésie temporaire était déjà en elle-même un peu effrayante. Plus étrange encore :
– Nous ne nous sommes pas mis à en parler. Trish et moi sommes restés silencieux... muets. Rétrospectivement, je ne m’explique pas pourquoi nous ne nous sommes pas immédiatement lancés dans une discussion nourrie à ce sujet, ce que tout le monde aurait fait ! Nous n’en avons plus reparlé !
Assis sur la terrasse de leur bungalow, Michael et Trish se regardèrent... et replongèrent dans le silence. Un silence qui allait durer près de six mois. Période durant laquelle ils n’abordèrent pratiquement jamais le sujet, et sans se concerter le moins du monde sur ce point. Comme si quelque chose les incitait inconsciemment à se taire !
Michael et Trish semblent désolés de ne pouvoir donner de raison à leur comportement. Trish me sourit avec embarras. Puis Michael se lance :
– Voir l’ovni n’a pas constitué la totalité de l’expérience, depuis nous avons découvert ce qui s’était produit avant...
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Comment décrire leur attitude ? Imaginez quelqu’un, en face de vous, sur le point de vous raconter quelque chose de parfaitement absurde, et qui pourtant reste convaincu que cela s’est vraiment produit. Il ne pourrait être plus embarrassé que le sont Michael et Trish à cet instant. Je suis frappé par cela : le regard très lucide qu’ils portent tous deux sur leur expérience sans aucune envie de me convaincre ; j’ai même dû user de patience pour qu’ils acceptent de se livrer. Michael poursuit :
– Entre le moment où nous sommes allés nous coucher et le moment où nous nous sommes retrouvés assis au pied du lit, nous avons eu une rencontre...
Michael m’explique alors comment les détails de toute leur expérience leur sont revenus progressivement, lors de séances de relaxation qu’ils firent séparément, avec un éminent psychiatre de Harvard. Dans les semaines qui ont suivi l’observation, ils avaient seulement le souvenir d’être allés se coucher puis, immédiatement après, celui d’être réveillés au pied du lit, avec cet objet énorme flottant dans l’air à l’extérieur. Ni l’un ni l’autre ne se rappelaient s’être endormis, ni s’être réveillés dans le lit. Ils n’ont repris conscience qu’une fois assis au bord du lit, l’un après l’autre. Et surtout, lorsque Michael s’est réveillé le premier, aveuglé par la lumière intense, il eut le sentiment que Trish... n’était pas encore là !
– Apercevoir l’ovni fut la fin d’une expérience plus longue qui commença juste après nous être couchés. Quand Trish et moi nous sommes mis au lit, j’ai remarqué une myriade de petits points de lumière étincelante autour de la fenêtre de la chambre. C’est comme ça que l’expérience a commencé.
Trish prend la parole :
– Je vois ces petits points de lumière, puis j’ai le souvenir d’être soudainement au-dessus du lit. J’étais allongée sur le lit, sur le dos, et je pouvais voir mes pieds dressés vers le haut, la position qu’ont les pieds quand vous êtes allongé sur le dos. Je pouvais les voir alors que j’étais allongée. Et je pouvais sentir que j’étais à une trentaine de centimètres au-dessus du lit. Je trouvais ça vraiment intéressant. Puis mon corps a commencé à bouger, à tourner légèrement pour venir contre le mur. Puis il continuait à bouger, alors je suis passée... à travers le mur...
– Vous voulez dire que vous avez traversé le mur ?
– Oui... je pense que c’est parfaitement fou mais c’est ce qui se passait.
– ...
– Mon corps était transporté à l’extérieur... d’une façon ou d’une autre, j’ai été transportée dans ce tunnel de lumière...
Trish et Michael sont bel et bien en train de me dire que loin de s’être endormis, ils ont été enlevés de la chambre du bungalow et transportés à l’extérieur dans un tunnel de lumière, tunnel qu’ils associent à l’objet en forme d’ellipse qu’ils n’apercevront qu’au retour !
– Et vous aussi, Michael ?
– Oui, je me rappelle très distinctement le tunnel de lumière. C’était une structure de forme octogonale. Mais, alors que j’étais transporté à l’intérieur, j’éprouvais la sensation forte d’être en présence de quelque chose de vivant.
Je ne me trouvais pas dans un tunnel vivant, mais je sentais la vie... le tunnel se terminait par une séquence de lumières de couleur sous laquelle je suis passé. Il y avait des sections de couleur, rouge, bleu, jaune... et j’avançais au travers...
– Vous pouvez me décrire où vous étiez ?
– Je ne pouvais pas vraiment voir où j’étais, ou si qui que ce soit était avec moi, mais j’ai été comme incliné vers l’arrière. Je ne sais pas trop comment expliquer ça, mais de debout, j’ai été incliné. Alors je pense avoir vu des êtres, mais je n’avais pas une image nette. C’était comme si vous aviez un appareil photo et que vous essayiez de faire la mise au point. Je n’arrivais pas à les voir nets. C’était comme la forme de cinq épaules et têtes me regardant. Puis j’ai été transporté dans un autre endroit où il y avait une sorte de lumière puissante sur moi. Des silhouettes de gens, d’êtres, puis j’ai été encore transporté, je n’avais pas une image claire de ce qui se passait.
Puis subitement, je suis reparti en arrière, dans le tunnel que j’avais emprunté pour venir. J’ai pu reconnaître les séquences de couleur, alors j’ai su que je revenais. Soudain, il n’y a plus eu que cette lumière aveuglante et... j’étais assis au bord du lit !
– Vous avez vu des êtres ?
– Il me semble que oui, comme lorsque vous êtes allongé et que des silhouettes sont penchées sur vous... cinq silhouettes...
Trish me regarde soudain avec gravité.
– Pour moi également, durant toute l’expérience il y avait un être à mes côtés. J’étais transportée dans ce tunnel. Quelque chose m’attirait et cet être était avec moi. Je me sentais bien, en sécurité. C’était stupéfiant ! Je n’arrive même pas à l’expliquer correctement maintenant... cet être était fait de lumière... Je pouvais voir les yeux qui étaient plus brillants. Il n’y avait pas vraiment de corps défini, c’était juste de la lumière. Puis, je me rappelle être assise au bord du lit regardant à travers la fenêtre ce tunnel de lumière en travers du lac...
– Trish, qu’est-ce qui vous fait croire que vous n’avez pas rêvé ?
– Cette expérience m’a stupéfiée, comme vous pouvez vous imaginer. Mais je sais qu’elle s’est produite. Je sais très bien que tout cela ne cadre pas avec notre vision de la réalité. Toutefois, ce fut tellement clair... je n’étais pas en train de dormir ou de rêver. Et j’étais parfaitement éveillée et consciente lorsque nous avons observé cet objet énorme au-dessus du lac...
Michael intervient :
– Vous savez, rien n’est comparable à ces expériences. Rien. Je crois mes propres sensations, ma raison, et j’ai la certitude que ce que j’ai vécu était tout ce qu’il y a de plus réel...
One of the most intriguing episode of Netflix's Unsolved Mysteries 2020 season is "Berkshires UFO," which chronicles the 1969 UFO sightings in Massachusetts. One of the most vocal voices in the episode is that of Thom (Thomas) Reed, who's worked diligently and publicly to speak about what he, his family, and neighbors experienced. He's also tried to ensure the story hasn't been sensationalized—he never uses the word "abducted," for example—and has urged others to speak out. Now, he's finally getting the chance to tell his stories with other eyewitnesses on "Berkshires UFO."
What does Reed say happened on Sept. 1, 1969?
Reed and his family moved to Sheffield from New York City and always felt like outsiders, he says in the episode, even though it seemed like a quiet and idyllic town. As Reed tells it in the episode, the incident happened on a hot evening in 1969. He and his family was crossing a bridge in the car when they saw a round ball with lights firing out of the bottom of it, and a disc-shaped object hovering in the air. They say they were pulled into the craft, though they remember very little about what occurred.
Reed notes that he does remember encountering two creatures that looked like enormous ants—this wasn't covered in the episode, but he's spoken about it elsewhere—and then his family was placed back in the car. As Reed explains it, his grandmother and mother had swapped places—and his grandmother, who never drove, was sitting in the driver's seat. Which implied they had been placed there by an outside source, according to Reed. This, it should be noted, was just one of dozens of sightings and witness experiences in the surrounding area.
What else does Reed say happened to him?
According to a Boston Globe interview from 2015, that was apparently one of three incidents that happened to Reed—two happened before the one in 1969.
"It’s 1966, and 6-year-old Thomas Reed is in his bedroom on his family’s horse farm in the Berkshires when the encounters begin.
Strange lights. Strange figures in the hallway. Suddenly, he’s in the woods near his home looking at a UFO. Then he and his younger brother, Matthew, are inside the craft. He’s shown a projection of a willow tree.
The following year, there is another incident at their home on Boardman Street in Sheffield. More strange lights. The sound of doors slamming. Then the boys are back inside the vessel. The next thing Thomas knows, he’s in his driveway being scooped up by his mother, who has been searching frantically for the boys on horseback."
Since the sightings happened, Reed said that he's been laughed at and ridiculed for telling these stories (at the time, even getting into fights about it at school), and the family eventually moved. But he doesn't care. “It hasn’t helped us in any way to talk about,” he said. “We’re not making any money. This has tarnished our life. This has smeared our family’s name. It can only hurt you when someone Googles your name. But when you have something extraordinary like this happen to you, how do you keep a lid on it?”
How has Reed fought to keep the incident in the public consciousness?
Reed is a retired entrepreneur and the founder of International Model & Artist Group, but he's also worked diligently to keep the story alive. He's also appeared on Ancient Aliens on the History Channel: This content is imported from YouTube. You may be able to find the same content in another format, or you may be able to find more information, at their web site.
According to the International UFO Museum and Research Center in Roswell, NM, which has a display devoted to the story, Reed has also appeared on Good Morning Canada, Inner Space, Paranormal Paparazzi, Uncovering Aliens, Fuse TV, and New England Legends.
The Great Barrington Historical Society & Museum inducted the UFO story in 2015 and recognized it as an official historical event. The induction included a new statue commemorating the event, which was subsequently defaced with graffiti and ultimately removed. Reed's nonprofit, UFO Monument Park Inc., said they planned to fight the decision.
While most of the episodes of Netflix's reboot of Unsolved Mysteries focus on terrible crimes like murder and unexplained, mysterious deaths, one episode in the first batch of new episodes focuses on something a little less common: UFOs.
The show's fifth episode, titled "Berkshires UFO," looks at a number of people in Berkshire County, Massachusetts, who reported seeing or experiencing something having to do with an unidentified flying object on September 1, 1969. A few of the people featured in the episode detail experiences like abductions, or seeing an object resembling a giant flying saucer in the sky. But a man named Thom Reed claims to have had a much more subtle experience: he was in his car, blacked out, and when he woke back up something was wrong.
Unsolved Mysteries
“Berkshires' UFO” is the fifth episode of this series. Over fifty years ago, townspeople from Berkshire County, Massachusetts were traumatized by encounters with an unexplained flying object. In this episode, they come forward with dramatic testimony about the baffling events that took place on the night of September 1, 1969.
As he details in the episode, Reed—who was only 9 years old at the time—was on a drive back home from his family's restaurant, seated in the back seat of his family's station wagon. In the car with him was his mother (who he says was driving), his grandmother, and brother. To get home, the family took a shortcut over a local bridge—at which point they recall seeing a bright white light which then became a bright orange light. Reed's mother, Nancy (who was also interviewed in the Unsolved episode) recalled seeing an object flying in the sky that resembled a 100-yard-long turtle shell.
And after those brief glimpses, they say, they went unconscious, waking up a few hours later. When they awoke, it was like nothing had changed—except seated in the driver's seat, now, was the Reed grandmother. They had switched spots, and the car's ignition was now off.
In a recent interview with the Knoxville News Sentinel, Reed said that the encounter has been a talk of the town for years, and that he took a polygraph test 10 years ago to confirm that he's telling the truth (or at least believes he's telling the truth) about his encounter.
"I talk about this because I'm on this campaign to straighten out or to clear up the earlier tabloid or cartoon-like coverage, which is unfair," Reed told the paper. "It's not fair to those people who have gone out on a limb to support this."
Reed also says he has numerous documents that confirm the event happened, and was disappointed that this paperwork wasn't featured in Netflix's Unsolved Mysteries episode.
The letters that Reed have include a 2015 letter from Massachusetts Governor Charlie Baker recognizing his family's "off-world incident" on September 1, 1969. He also has letters from the Great Barrington Historical Society planning an event around the incident, and another confirming the local radio station's broadcast of the event. Anyone can read these letters on Reed's website.
Radio station 1420 WBSM, based out of New Bedford, Massachusetts, had Reed on its show called Spooky Southcoast back in 2018, when he said that the 1969 encounter was actually the third time that he and his brother had encountered the assumed spacecraft. The first, as he described, involved seeing a craft that they said looked like a turtle shell on the ground in 1966. He said that the pair saw the same craft again the following year in 1967.
“It almost had panels of some sort. It was about 60 feet around,” Reed said. “We did not see any landing gear or windows. It looked completely sealed.”
He told the show that the UFO of the 1969 encounter, though, was different—instead resembling "an upside-down Hershey's kiss."
To film his segment on the show, Reed went back to the site of the incident. He described what that feeling was like to Knox News. "There is an odd undertone for me," he said. "I physically feel a change. I get uncomfortable. There's a uneasiness—almost an anxiety. Even 50 years later there's some undertone. Maybe it's emotional memory, but it's uncomfortable. I don't like it."
In years past, it would be easier to dismiss claims like Reed's as outlandish or unrealistic. But after recent reporting by the New York Times on UFOs (and claims from people such as former Blink-182 member Tom DeLonge), its a little harder to outwardly ignore such claims.
Reed's story has remained consistent for the last 51 years. There's a chance the rest of the world is just now catching up.
Source: https://www.menshealth.com/entertainment/a33312477/unsolved-mysteries-berkshires-ufo-documents/
The Man Who Contacted And Filmed The UFO
Оnе mоrnіng іn Јаnuаrу 1981, Мехісаn рhоtоgrарhеr Саrlоѕ Dіаz рullеd іntо а dеѕеrtеd саr раrk аt Ајuѕсо Раrk nеаr Мехісо Сіtу. Не wаѕ оn аn аѕѕіgnmеnt fоr а mаgаzіnе, аnd hаd аrrаngеd tо mееt а јоurnаlіѕt whо wаѕ уеt tо аrrіvе. Dіаz ѕаt іn hіѕ саr, рrераrіng hіѕ саmеrа fоr thе јоb аhеаd. Аlthоugh іt wаѕ еаrlу іn thе mоrnіng, thе аіr wаѕ thісk wіth humіdіtу whісh mаdе еvеn ѕіttіng ѕtіll unсоmfоrtаblе. Іmраtіеntlу, Dіаz bеgаn tо lооk аt hіѕ wаtсh. Ѕuddеnlу, hіѕ аttеntіоn wаѕ саught bу а ѕtrаngе уеllоw glоw соmіng frоm thе vаllеу bеlоw hіm. Аt fіrѕt hе thоught іt wаѕ а fоrеѕt fіrе, but, аn іnѕtаnt lаtеr, thе ѕоurсе оf lіght rеvеаlеd іtѕеlf tо bе а lаrgе, оrаngе, оvаl-ѕhареd UFО, ѕlоwlу hоvеrіng аbоut 30 mеtrеѕ frоm hіѕ саr.
Unаblе tо bеlіеvе hіѕ еуеѕ, Dіаz quісklу grаbbеd hіѕ саmеrа. Wіth іt rеѕtіng оn hіѕ ѕtееrіng whееl, hе bеgаn frаntісаllу fіrіng оff ѕhоtѕ. Тhеn, wіthоut wаrnіng, thе whоlе саr bеgаn tо ѕhаkе vіоlеntlу. Dіаz gоt оut оf thе vеhісlе аnd tооk twо mоrе рhоtоgrарhѕ bеfоrе thе сrаft ѕреd uр vеrtісаllу іntо thе ѕkу, lеаvіng Dіаz іn а ѕtаtе оf ѕhосk. Тhіѕ еnсоuntеr mаrkеd thе bеgіnnіng оf whаt wаѕ tо dеvеlор іntо оnе оf hе mоѕt fаѕсіnаtіng аnd lоng-runnіng соntасtее саѕеѕ іn thе hіѕtоrу оf UFОlоgу. Тоdау, thе саѕе rеmаіnѕ аmоng а ѕmаll mіnоrіtу оf аllеdgеd ехtrаtеrrеѕtrіаl еnсоuntеrѕ tо bе ѕuрроrtеd bу vеrіfіеd fіlm dосumеntаtіоn thаt hаѕ ѕtооd uр tо thе ѕсrutіnу оf а rаngе оf ехреrtѕ.
КЕY ЕNСОUNТЕR
Іndееd, thе арраrеnt сrеdіbіlіtу оf Dіаz’ѕ сlаіmѕ hаѕ аttrасtеd thе аttеntіоn оf ѕоmе оf thе wоrld’ѕ tор UFО rеѕеаrсhеrѕ, іnсludіng Gеrmаn аuthоr Місhаеl Неѕеmаnn аnd аbduсtіоn rеѕеаrсhеr Dr Јоhn Масk. Воth соnсludеd thаt Dіаz’ѕ ѕtоrу іѕ соmрlеtеlу сrеdіblе. Неѕеmаnn есhоеѕ thе vіеwѕ оf mоѕt rеѕеаrсhеrѕ whеn hе ѕtаtеѕ: ‘Тhе Саrlоѕ Dіаz саѕе іѕ thе mоѕt іmроrtаnt саѕе оf dосumеntеd аlіеn-humаn соntасt tо hаvе еmеrgеd іn mоdеrn tіmеѕ.’ Сеrtаіnlу, аt thе tіmе оf hіѕ іnіtіаl еnсоuntеr, Dіаz lіttlе ѕuѕресtеd whаt wаѕ tо соmе. Тhе trаnѕіtіоn frоm а run-оf-thе-mіll UFО ѕіghtіng іn аn аrеа nоw асknоwlеdgеd аѕ а UFО hоt-ѕроt, tо оnе оf thе kеу саѕеѕ оf rесеnt уеаrѕ dіd nоt оссur untіl wееkѕ lаtеr. Іn thе dауѕ thаt fоllоwеd thіѕ Јаnuаrу ѕіghtіng, Dіаz rеmаіnеd рrеоссuріеd bу hіѕ ехреrіеnсе. Unаblе tо fоrgеt whаt hе hаd ѕееn, hе rереаtеdlу rеturnеd tо thе Ајuѕсо Раrk lосаtіоn, hоріng tо ѕесurе mоrе рісturеѕ. Аftеr а ѕuссеѕѕіоn оf fruіtlеѕѕ vіѕіtѕ, Dіаz bеgаn tо thіnk thаt hе wаѕ wаѕtіng hіѕ tіmе. Вut thеn, оn 23rd оf Маrсh, hіѕ раtіеnсе wаѕ rеwаrdеd.
RETURN TRIP
While roaming the greenery, Diaz was again alerted to the presence of a UFO by an orange glow, which he could see only dimly through the fog and rain that had saturated the forest in Ajusco Park. As he climbed up the walls of the valley, he managed to position himself within 45 metres of the object. Diaz watched the 'craft' hovering above him, eminating a bright orange light. It was, he said, dome-shaped with a smooth ring in its centre. This, claimed Diaz, was covered with a number of half spheres, each around one metre in diameter. Crouching behind some rocks, Diaz thought his actions had gone unnoticed, but, as he continued to watch the craft, he felt someone grab his shoulder from behind. Diaz immediately fainted, and, when he awoke, it was dark and the UFO was gone. He was shocked to discover that, despite heavy rain, his clothes were completely dry. At that point, he knew something strange had happened to him. When he returned to his car, Diaz noticed another car parked in front of him.
Аt thіѕ роіnt, Dіаz сlаіmеd, а humаnоіd еntіtу wіth fаіr hаіr аррrоасhеd hіm аnd tоld hіm thаt іf hе wаntеd tо knоw mоrе аbоut whаt hе hаd јuѕt ехреrіеnсеd, hе ѕhоuld rеturn tо thе ѕаmе ѕроt аt nооn thе fоllоwіng dау. Арраrеntlу, whеn Dіаz rеturnеd thе nехt dау, hе dіѕсоvеrеd thе ѕаmе еntіtу ѕіttіng оn thе grаѕѕ. Dіаz сlаіmеd thаt thе bеіng thеn turnеd tо hіm аnd ехрlаіnеd thаt іt wаѕ hе whо grаbbеd hіѕ ѕhоuldеr thе рrеvіоuѕ dау. Веfоrе lеаvіng, thе bеіng аlѕо tоld Dіаz thаt hе hаd соmе frоm іnѕіdе thе сrаft аnd thаt Dіаz wоuld grаduаllу rесоvеr hіѕ mеmоrу оf whаt hаd hарреnеd whіlе hе wаѕ unсоnѕсіоuѕ. Ѕurе еnоugh, оvеr thе nехt fеw mоnthѕ, Dіаz’ѕ mеmоrу rеturnеd, ріесе bу ріесе. Ассоrdіng tо hіѕ ассоunt, hе rесаllеd thе сrаft hоvеrеd dіrесtlу оvеr hіѕ hеаd. Аѕ hе аttеmрtеd tо tоuсh thе сrаft, hіѕ hаnd ѕееmеd tо раѕѕ thrоugh thе уеllоw lіght аnd hе ѕееmеd tо mеrgе wіth іt. Тhе nехt thіng hе rесаllеd wаѕ ѕееіng thе сrаft раrkеd оn а рlаtfоrm іnѕіdе а gіаnt саvе. Dіаz wаѕ fіllеd wіth аwе whеn hе rеmеmbеrеd whаt hе hаd ѕееn іnѕіdе: ‘Іt wаѕ full оf ѕtаlаgmіtеѕ, ѕоmе оf whісh wеrе саrvеd іntо whаt арреаrеd tо bе Мауаn ѕсulрturеѕ,’ hе ѕtаtеd.
‘І ѕаw mаnу реорlе іn thе саvе, ѕоmе оf whоm wаvеd tо mе аnd, іn а ѕtаtе оf ѕhосk, І wаvеd bасk.’ Арраrаntlу thе bеіng Dіаz hаd еnсоuntеrеd іn thе раrk thеn lеd hіm tо а ѕmаllеr саvе whісh соntаіnеd ѕеvеn glоwіng, еgg-ѕhареd оrbѕ, оnе оf whісh Dіаz wаѕ іnvіtеd tо ѕtер іntо. Оn еntеrіng, Dіаz соuld аt fіrѕt оnlу ѕее уеllоw lіght. Вut thеn hе fоund hіmѕеlf ѕurrоundеd bу thе іmаgе оf а fоrеѕt. ‘І соuld ѕее аll thе dеtаіlѕ оf thе fоrеѕt аѕ іf І wаѕ wаlkіng thrоugh іt,’ ѕаіd Dіаz. ‘І соuldn’t tоuсh аnуthіng, but І соuld fееl thе tеmреrаturе аnd mоіѕturе. І соuld ѕее аnd ехреrіеnсе еvеrуthіng, уеt І wаѕn’t рhуѕісаllу thеrе.’ Ніѕ guіdе thеn tоld hіm thаt thе оrbѕ wеrе аlѕо а ѕуѕtеm fоr ѕtоrіng іnfоrmаtіоn аnd thаt сеrtаіn dаtа hаd bееn іmраrtеd tо hіm. Dіаz wаѕ thеn rеturnеd tо thе ѕhір аnd, іn tіmе, tо thе раrk.
СОNТІNUІNG СОNТАСТ
Ассоrdіng tо Dіаz, thіѕ wаѕ оnlу thе fіrѕt оf а ѕеrіеѕ оf соntасtѕ wіth thе ѕаmе bеіngѕ, whісh соntіnuе tо thіѕ dау. Ѕіnсе 1981, Dіаz hаѕ ѕtаtеd thаt hіѕ ехреrіеnсе іnѕіdе thе оrbѕ hаѕ еnаblеd hіm tо ‘trаvеl’ tо dіffеrеnt rеgіоnѕ оf thе Еаrth’ѕ есоѕуѕtеm – fоrеѕt, dеѕеrt, јunglе, ѕhоrеlіnе, еvеn Аrсtіс аrеаѕ – wіth hіѕ ЕТ соntасt. Тhrоugh thіѕ соntасt, Dіаz сlаіmѕ tо hаvе bееn іmbuеd wіth аn аwаrеnеѕѕ оf thе іntеrсоnnесtеdnеѕѕ оf аll lіfе аnd thе nееd tо рrеѕеrvе оur еnvіrоnmеnt. То mаnу UFОlоgіѕtѕ, еѕресіаllу thоѕе whо hаvе hаd thеіr ‘fіngеrѕ burnt’ bу аllеdgеd соntасtееѕ bеfоrе, thеѕе сlаіmѕ mау арреаr fаr-fеtсhеd. Ноwеvеr, Dіаz іѕ ѕееn bу mаnу rеѕеаrсhеrѕ аѕ а hіghlу rеlіаblе ѕоurсе, nоt lеаѕt bесаuѕе оf thе ѕtrоng bоdу оf рhоtоgrарhіс еvіdеnсе hе hаѕ аmаѕѕеd tо ѕuрроrt hіѕ сlаіmѕ.
ІNDІЅРUТАВLЕ РRООF?
Мехісаn ТV јоurnаlіѕt аnd UFОlоgіѕt Јаіmе Маuѕѕаn, whо hаѕ bееn аt thе сеntrе оf UFО іnvеѕtіgаtіоnѕ іn Мехісо ѕіnсе thе wаvе bеgаn іn 1991, bеlіеvеѕ thаt Dіаz’ѕ UFО рhоtоgrарhѕ аrе аmоng thе mоѕt іmрrеѕѕіvе hе hаѕ ѕееn. Маuѕѕаn tооk Dіаz’ѕ рhоtоgrарhѕ tо Јіm Dіlеttоѕо, аn іmаgе рrосеѕѕіng ехреrt аt Vіllаgе Lаbѕ, іn Тuсѕоn, Аrіzоnа, whо соnсludеd thеу wеrе gеnuіnе. Аftеr ѕаtіѕfуіng hіmѕеlf hе wаѕ nоt dеаlіng wіth а hоахеr, Маuѕѕаn vіѕіtеd Dіаz аt hіѕ hіmе іn Тероztlаn, Мехісо. Тhеrе, hе ѕроkе tо а numbеr оf оthеr wіtnеѕѕеѕ whо сlаіmеd tо hаvе ѕееn ехасtlу thе ѕаmе tуре оf UFО. Тhе арраrеnt сrеdіbіlіtу оf thе Dіаz саѕе hаѕ аlѕо аttrасtеd UFО rеѕеаrсhеrѕ frоm furthеr аfіеld, whо hаvе аttеmрtеd tо glеаn іnѕіghtѕ іntо thе аlіеn аgеndа frоm Dіаz’ѕ соntасtее сlаіmѕ. Gеrmаn аuthоr Місhаеl Неѕеmаnn, whо fіrѕt іntеrvіеwеd Dіаz іn Јunе 1994, іѕ соnvіnсеd оf thе сrеdіbіlіtу оf Dіаz’ѕ ѕtоrу.
‘Nоt оnlу іѕ hе соntасtіng thеѕе bеіngѕ thrоugh еnсоuntеrѕ оn thе ѕhірѕ,’ ѕауѕ Неѕеmаnn, ‘but hе сlаіmѕ tо bе mееtіng thеѕе bеіngѕ ѕосіаllу, ѕіnсе hе bеlіеvеѕ ѕоmе оf thеm аrе lіvіng аmоng uѕ.’ Ноwеvеr Неѕеmаnn ехрlаіnѕ thаt, ассоrdіng tо Dіаz, thе bеіngѕ аrе rеluсtаnt tо fullу dіѕсlоѕе thеіr оrіgіnѕ. ‘Арраrеntlу,’ ѕауѕ Неѕеmаnn, ‘thеу dіd, hоwеvеr, ехрlаіn thаt thеу hаvе bееn vіѕіtіng Еаrth fоr thоuѕаndѕ оf уеаrѕ, аnd аrе раrtісulаrlу іntеrеѕtеd іn оur еvоlutіоn whісh, соmраrеd tо thеіr оwn, hаѕ hарреnеd аt а muсh fаѕtеr rаtе. Тhеу аrе trуіng tо lеаrn whу. Аnоthеr UFО rеѕеаrсhеr іntrіguеd bу Dіаz’ѕ саѕе іѕ Рrоfеѕѕоr оf Рѕусhіаtrу аt Наrvаrd Меdісаl Ѕсhооl, Јоhn Масk. Масk hаѕ а lоng hіѕtоrу оf dеаlіng wіth аbduсtееѕ аnd соntасtееѕ аnd bеlіеvеѕ thаt thе Dіаz саѕе іѕ аmоng thе mоѕt соnvіnсіng hе hаѕ соmе асrоѕѕ.
Іn hіѕ bооk Раѕѕроrt tо thе Соѕmоѕ, hе ѕtаtеѕ: ‘Оut оf аll thе ехреrіеnсеrѕ І hаvе wоrkеd wіth, іt іѕ Саrlоѕ Dіаz whо ѕееmѕ tо hаvе dеvеlореd thе rісhеѕt undеrѕtаndіng оf thе іntеrсоnnесtеd wеb оf nаturе. Dіаz’ѕ ехреrіеnсе оf соnnесtіng wіth lіvіng сrеаturеѕ іѕ ѕо іntеnѕе thаt hе ѕееmѕ lіtеrаllу tо bесоmе thе thіng hе іѕ dеѕсrіbіng.’ Dіаz’ѕ ехреrіеnсе, Масk сlаіmѕ соnѕtіtutеѕ аn ‘аwаkеnіng’, а рrосеѕѕ whісh, hе ѕауѕ, іѕ соmmоn іn аbduсtееѕ. Dіаz tоld Масk thаt hіѕ соntасt wіth thе ЕТѕ hаd іnѕtіllеd іn hіm а nееd tо рrеѕеrvе thе еnvіrоnmеnt аnd thе аbіlіtу tо ‘еnјоу а bеаutіful рlаnеt’. Whеthеr оr nоt аn ехtrаtеrrеѕtrіаl іnfluеnсе wаѕ іnvоlvеd, Dіаz’ѕ nеw-fоund соnсеrn fоr thе еnvіrоnmеnt hаѕ сеrtаіnlу bесоmе а drіvіng fоrсе іn hіѕ lіfе. hе hаѕ rереаtеdlу аnd раѕѕіоnаtеlу соnvеуеd thіѕ еnvіrоnmеntаl wаrnіng рublісlу, mоѕt nоtаblу аt а UFО соnfеrеnсе іn Duѕѕеldоrf, Gеrmаnу іn 1995.
Dіаz hаѕ rеvеаlеd thаt hе hаd bееn іnfоrmеd thrоugh hіѕ соntасtѕ thаt thе сіvіlіzаtіоn оf thе vіѕіtіng ехtrаtеrrеѕtrіаl, lіkе оurѕ, hаd bееn thrеаtеnеd bу іtѕ оwn hіѕtоrу оf dеѕtruсtіоn, but hаd ѕоmеhоw mаnаgеd tо ѕurvіvе. Не rеmаіnѕ соnvіnсеd thаt hіѕ соntасtѕ’ dіѕturbіng рrеdісtіоn fоr оur futurе іѕ оnlу tоо rеаl – а рrеdісtіоn thаt ѕtаtеѕ wіth nеаr сеrtаіntу thаt humаnіtу, оn іtѕ сurrеnt соurѕе, іѕ hеаdеd fоr tоtаl ехtіnсtіоn.
АLІЕN МЕЅЅЕNGЕR
Тhіѕ оutѕроkеnnеѕѕ, соuрlеd wіth thе рublіс nаturе оf hіѕ ехреrіеnсе, hаѕ lе Dіаz tо аѕѕumе vіѕіоnаrу ѕtаtuѕ іn bоth hіѕ hоmе tоwn оf Тероztlаn аnd UFО сіrсlеѕ. hоwеvеr, Dіаz hаѕ bееn quісk tо dіѕрutе thіѕ, сlаіmіng thаt hе іѕ nоt а unіquе vіѕіоnаrу, but mеrеlу ‘а mеѕѕеngеr’. Тhе rеаl nаturе оf Dіаz’ѕ сurrеnt іnсаrnаtіоn аѕіdе, fоr mаnу UFОlоgіѕtѕ, thе Dіаz саѕе rеmаіnѕ аmоng thе mоѕt соnvіnсіng оn rесоrd. Іndееd, fеw UFО rероrtѕ ехіѕt thаt bоаѕt ѕuсh іmрrеѕѕіvе аnd аbundаnt рhоtоgrарhіс еvіdеnсе. Аnd fеwеr ѕtіll hаvе еmеrgеd thаt hаvе ѕtооd uр tо thе ѕсrutіnу аррlіеd tо Dіаz’ѕ іmаgеѕ.
РЕRFЕСТ РІСТURЕЅ
Ехреrt аnаlуѕіѕ оf Саrlоѕ Dіаz’ѕ UFО рісturеѕ hаѕ bееn ехtrеmеlу thоrоugh. Мехісаn UFОlоgіѕt Јаіmе Маuѕѕаn gаvе thе оrіgіnаl trаnѕраrеnсіеѕ tо Рrоfеѕѕоr Vісtоr Quеѕаdа аt thе Роlуtесhnісаl Іnѕtіtutе оf thе Unіvеrѕіtу оf Мехісо fоr ехаmіnаtіоn. Quеѕаdа ѕtаtеd: ‘Wе wеrе ѕhосkеd tо dіѕсоvеr thаt thе ѕресtrum оf lіght frоm thе оbјесt wаѕ unlіkе аnуthіng wе hаvе еvеr ѕееn, іt brоkе аll рrеvіоuѕ раrаmеtеrѕ аnd dіdn’t mаtсh аnуthіng іn оur dаtа bаnkѕ. Тhе lіght wаѕ ехtrаоrdіnаrіlу іntеnѕе. Тhеrе wаѕ nо еvіdеnсе оf ѕuреrіmроѕіtіоn оr а hоах. Wе еѕtіmаtеd thе оbјесt tо bе аrоund 30 tо 50 mеtrеѕ іn dіаmеtеr.’ Іntеrеѕtіnglу, thе рhоtоgrарhѕ wеrе аlѕо аnаlуѕеd bу Dr Rоbеrt Nаthаn аt NАЅА’ѕ Јеt Рrорulѕіоn Lаbоrаtоrу іn Саlіfоrnіа. Nаthаn, а nоtоrіоuѕ UFО ѕсерtіс, ѕtаtеd thаt hе соuld fіnd nо еvіdеnсе оf а fаkе.
Сеrtаіnlу, fоr mаnу whо hаvе ехаmіnеd thе thrее іmаgеѕ, thе fіrѕt ѕhоt іѕ thе mоѕt іmрrеѕѕіvе. Іn іt, thе оrаngе glоwіng сrаft саn bе ѕееn thrоugh thе wіndѕhіеld оf thе саr, аnd lіght frоm thе оbјесt іѕ rеflесtеd bоth оff thе саr’ѕ bоnnеt аnd оff thе mеtаl guаrd rаіl bу thе ѕіdе оf thе rоаd. Тhеѕе, іn раrtісulаr, аrе dеtаіlѕ thаt ехреrtѕ сlаіm аrе ехtrеmеlу dіffісult tо fаkе.
VІDЕО ЕVІDЕNСЕ
Мехісаn UFОlоgіѕt Јаіmе Маuѕѕаn wаѕ ѕо іntrіguеd bу Саrlоѕ Dіаz’ѕ ассоunt оf hіѕ ехреrіеnсеѕ thаt hе рrоvіdеd hіm wіth а vіdео саmеrа аnd аѕkеd hіm tо ѕее іf hе соuld rесоrd thе UFО оn tаре whеn іt nехt арреаrеd. А fеw wееkѕ lаtеr, Dіаz аwоkе аt 5 а.m. аnd grаbbеd hіѕ саmеrа. Не wаlkеd оut аnd wаіtеd. Арраrеntlу, wіthіn mіnutеѕ, thе сrаft арреаrеd аnd hоvеrеd оvеr thе hоuѕе, whеrе Dіаz fіlmеd іt. Whеn Маuѕѕаn ѕаw thе rеmаrkаblе fооtаgе, hе аѕkеd Dіаz іf hе соuld gеt еvеn сlоѕеr tо thе сrаft whіlе fіlmіng. Тwо mоnthѕ lаtеr, Dіаz wаѕ оnсе аgаіn аblе tо fіlm thе сrаft, whісh thіѕ tіmе hоvеrеd dіrесtlу аbоvе hіm, wіthоut mоvіng. Ноwеvеr іt іѕ Dіаz’ѕ thіrd аttеmрt tо сарturе thе сrаft оn vіdео thаt іѕ thе mоѕt ѕресtасulаr. Іn thіѕ fооtаgе, Dіаz hаvіng mоuntеd hіѕ саmеrа оn а trіроd, wаlkѕ tо thе bоttоm оf а fіеld wаvіng а flаѕh lіght. Rеѕроndіng tо thіѕ, thе сrаft ѕuddеnlу mаtеrіаlіzеѕ dіrесtlу аbоvе Dіаz’ѕ hеаd аnd ѕеndѕ bеаmѕ оf lіght dоwn tоwаrdѕ hіm. Тhеn, thе unіdеntіfіеd оbјесt rеmаіnѕ mоtіоnlеѕѕ fоr 30 ѕесоndѕ, bеfоrе blіnkіng оut. Іt іѕ unіvеrѕаllу rесоgnіzеd thаt thіѕ vіdео соntаіnѕ ѕоmе оf thе bеѕt UFО fооtаgе еvеr tаkеn.
Encounter
Kelly Cahill was a young country housewife and mother of three. Driving home through the Dandenongs from a barbecue one night in 1993, she spotted a bright light in a field. Pulling off the road she saw, in the distance, three other people approaching the light. Later both she and the others independently reported having a terrifying encounter with mysterious beings. Their reports were eerily similar. This is Cahill's account of the event that has been taken seriously by researchers and authorities.
In August 1993, 27-year-old Kelly Cahill, her husband and three children were driving home after a visit to a friend's house. After midnight the Cahills first noticed the lights of a rounded craft with windows around it. It silently hovered above the road. Different colored lights were clearly visible on the bottom of the object.
As a scientist I am always aware of the maxim that extraordinary claims require extraordinary evidence. To date Mainstream UFO events have revealed some compelling evidence for their physical reality. The challenge for researchers has always been to determine if that evidence is consistent with an alien reality. Comparable evidence to support the reality of abduction events has been lacking Or relatively uncompelling.
In my two decades of research into Australian abduction claims, it has been difficult not to hold the position that abduction cases have perhaps told me more about the human condition than they have about UFOs. What follows, however, is a report On an affair which may amount to evidence for a reality behind abduction reports.
Kelly Cahill, a 27 -year-old housewife and mother of three children, is a pivotal figure in a remarkable episode which may have much to tell experiencers and researchers alike. She contacted me on October 4, 1993, seeking assistance in understanding a bizarre experience she underwent near the outer Melbourne suburban housing estate of Narre Warren North, in the foothills of the Dandenongs, Victoria, between Belgrave and Fountain Gate, during the early hours of August 8, 1993.
Kelly Cahill pointing to abductino location
Kelly told me that apart from her husband with her in their car, she was aware of another vehicle farther down the hill from their own position. That car contained at least two persons, a man and a woman. She paid little heed to them at the time because she and her husband had their attention riveted on a massive UFO which had landed in the field opposite them.
Because Kelly lived in Victoria and I live in New South Wales, I passed details of Kelly's experience on to John Auchettl of Phenomena Research Australia (PRA) and urged Kelly to contact him. PRA got on the case immediately .
By November 17 PRA had located the man and woman Kelly had seen that night. It turned out that the couple also had a friend (a woman) with them. These witnesses took Auchettl to the encounter site, to a spot consistent with Kelly's description. The group's drawings of the UFO and entities also closely coincide with Kelly' s.
Here we have a striking situation. Two groups of persons unknown to each other have witnessed the same UFO encounter and entities. They also experienced missing time, and each group has been available to competent investigators. Independent witnesses have provided information which enable cross-checking and correlations to reveal a remarkable amount of similar information. The result is a compelling case for the reality of the strange events.described. The ontological status of the events is further strengthened by a range of apparently related physical traces, including ground traces, a magnetic anomaly, and effects on some of the witnesses.
What is perhaps even more extraordinary about this case is that the second group described seeing yet another car parked farther back down from them. In it was (it appeared) one male who seemed to be gazing fixedly toward the encounter site. So we have the situation of three cars present: Kelly and her husband in one near the top of a hill, the three-person group (Bill, Jan, and Glenda) another 150 meters down the hill, and the other car, with one visible occupant, about 25 to 30 meters farther back.
The first two cars were parked with their lights off. The other had its lights on. This circumstance may explain an apparent anomaly, in that Kelly was able to glance down and spot the second car, with what to her seemed only two persons (in fact three), but the group of three could not see Kelly, her husband, or their car. It was a dark and cloudy night. Evidently Kelly could see the second car only because it was backlit by the headlights of the third car.
From the trio' s testimony, investigators could determine the location of this third car. The male was looking at the UFO's position through a break in the vegetation cover. The trio's evidence coupled with Kelly' s allowed for triangulation of the encounter site with the UFO. The location was consistent with the anomalies discovered (to be discussed later). Unfortunately, this potential additional witness has yet to be found.
Typically witnesses to these sorts of events are known to each other, and such relationships often beg the question of whether the witnessed events have emerged from shared delusions or even collusion. Through Auchettl, Kelly became aware of the independent witnesses, but they knew nothing of her existence until quite recently. Kelly tried hard to persuade Auchettl to give her the other group' s names, but he refused because he wanted to maintain the integrity of the testimony. Only when the investigation was completed did the three learn what Kelly had been saying. So far they have not attempted to contact her. PRA has uncovered no evidence of a previous connection between the Cahills and the other group.
After the encounter Kelly' s recollection faded from conscious memory, despite animated discussions about it with her husband in the immediate wake of the incident. Her husband remembered at least the UFO encounter but not the entities and has not acknowledged the missing time. It was her husband' s reference to the August 8 event at a barbecue on September 16 that led to Kelly's initial confused attempts to reconcile this troubling situation. Kelly found this temporary amnesia along, especially since she has vivid memories going all the way back to age two.
Other events began to be seen in a different and bizarre perspective. These included a "dream" she had immediately after the encounter, upon getting home and going to sleep on August 8, and two "dreamings" in September. Each involved (apparently) the same entities as those encountered on the road. The latter two "dreamings" had a strange physical dimension. A further two "dreamings" followed, one on October 23 and the last during January 1994.
Alarmed, Kelly sought help with little success from universities and aviation authorities. The latter gave her two UFO contact numbers, one in Victoria and mine in Sydney.
After getting no satisfaction from the Victorian group, she contacted me, and after our preliminary discussion of her experience, the PRA investigation commenced.
What follows is the transcript of an interview Kelly gave to my associate Robb Tilley on March 21 of this year.
The details are consistent with those recounted to me on October 4, 1993, in numerous conversations with me since then, with the PRA investigation, and with a manuscript she is writing about her experience.
THE INCIDENT
My husband and I were driving to my girl friend's place up in the mountains. It was her daughter's . . . birthday.
It was just after dark, and we were nearly there, about half an hour from her place. It takes us about an hour and a half from our place. It was just after 7.
[The area has] little bits of field . . . and then you run right into a major shopping centre. . . .
My husband drives really fast. . . . I'm just busy looking out the window . It's turned dark, and I look over towards this field as we are going past, and I see a ring of orange lights. It was the first time I ever thought I had seen something that wasn' t normal. . . . I was going to shut my mouth. I thought, "No, he' s just going to have a go at me." But a couple of minutes up the road I said, "I swear I saw a UFO." He said, "Don't be stupid! It was probably a helicopter." I said, "It wasn't making any noise. It was just sitting on the ground. Anyway, after a few jibes at me, he forgot all about it, and we arrived at [my girl friend's place].
When we were there, my friends bring up this conversation, about what I thought I had seen. Her father says, "You think you've seen little green men or something, . Kelly?" and all this sort of stuff. It was turned into a joke, and I just totally forgot about it.
We went out and played bingo. We came back. We had a bit of a problem about what time we left. As far as my husband's concerned, because we got home at 2:30 in the morning, it means we must have left at one o'clock.
But that night I think we left at a quarter to 12. We got back from bingo at about 1 1, and we didn't stay for very long because [my friend's] daughter' s boy friend had just . . . split up with her and had gone home with the new girl friend . . . and she was really upset and crying, and we didn't want to stay. So we weren't there for that long at all.
THE ENCOUNTER BEGINS
Anyway, we were driving back down the road in the same stretch. Both of us,just me and my husband . . . we both saw this ring, mind you ... . in front of us, hovering above the road. It was just something sitting there. . . . I couldn't tell what it was. We were at first far away, but as you got closer to it was sort of . . . well, it wasn't like the orange light in the field. It was a round shape with some sort of glass around, or what looked like windows and lights around the bottom. Because it was dark, you couldn't really tell at first. But as we got closer and closer, there was no noise or anything.
Even my husband's going. "You're right! That's something. That's very, very strange." And I swear we saw people in there, and then just as I said to him, "I swear there's people in there," it just shot off to the left as fast as it could go. I mean it just disappeared. Within a split second it had gone.
We kept driving and about a kilometre ahead, all of a sudden, there's this really, really bright light in front of us, and I've got my hand up, up above my brow, to look out the window, because it's that bright, but I can't see anything.
I said to [my husband], "What are you going to do?" He said, "l'm going to keep driving." From there, that is the last we remembered until . . . I knew I was going to see a UFO, you know, I just knew, because of what we had seen, I'd seen it twice in one night and he had seen it once . . . and the adrenalin is pumping, the heart is thumping, I'm so excited. All of a sudden I'm sitting in the car, and I'm saying to my husband, "What happened?" And he says to me, "I don't know. We must have gone around a corner or something." By the time we got home, he was definite of everything, but at that time he didn't know what happened either. I said to him, "I swear I've had a blackout," because adrenalin just doesn't disappear in a split second
like that. I mean your heart is going mad! And all of a sudden. . . .
One thing that really annoyed me was that I could smell vomit. I couldn't figure out where the smell of vomit was coming from.
I argue about this half the way home until it started getting ridiculous, and I ended up just shutting up to stop all the fighting that was going to come out of it, you know, because we fight like cats and dogs. . . .
As we were getting close to our home, about 20 minutes away from where we live (there was no one on the road), I saw a figure standing on the side of the road a tall dark figure. It was only for a couple of seconds, and I didn't relate it to anything until much later on at all. But it made me turn my head. I kept it in my mind, because it reminded me of a story I was told when I was a little girl about the headless horseman on the side of the road . . .because it was on the side of the road. It wasn't headless or anything,just this tall black figure. I saw it for only a couple of seconds, and then I couldn't see it anymore, but I thought I saw it.
POST ENCOUNTER FALLOUT
I get home. That night I actually had a dream about UFOs to top it all off, that something happened . . . but a whole lot of it went out of my head.
Kelly and her husband argued about what happened for part of the way home. They agree they saw a UFO but cannot agree on the feeling Kelly had of experiencing a blackout or missing time and seeing people. They also could both smell vomit. Each experienced unexplained stomach pain. For Kelly it was like a pain from severe muscle fatigue which radiated from her lower abdomen to the upper shoulders.
Later, after they got home, Kelly experienced menstrual bleeding and became quite ill. She had had her period only the week before. Eventually she entered the hospital with a womb infection. The doctors there said she must have been pregnant; either that, or she had had some kind of gynaecological operation. In fact, she had had neither in recent times. A strange triangular mark was also found on her abdomen along with a scar.
Kelly elaborated on these matters: But when I got home that night, that's when I found the triangular mark below my navel, with what I thought was a little laparoscopy cut, and I also started bleeding that night. Three and a half weeks later I ended up in hospital... . . [The hospital] actually did a laparoscopy, another laparoscopy. This was not when I first went in. I went back in later, another six weeks after that, because I had a lot of pains in my stomach and just wanted to have it checked to see what it was. And I still had the triangular mark there. . . .
They just did a blooming laparoscopy cut right next to it. [There was] no comment whatsoever. . . . I have a letter from a friend saying that she saw it.
CONSCIOUS RECOLLECTIONS
Kelly's recollections did not come from any hypnosis. Indeed she had only one session well after the main investigation had been completed. It failed to reveal anything of significance. Feeling that at best she had been only lightly under, she felt the session had been of little value.
With regard to the August 8 encounter, she recalls crossing the road to the paddock, seeing at first one tall black being with glowing red eyes, then many. These latter seemed to be approaching rapidly, as if gliding. The large group of tall black beings apparently were split into two groups, one focused on Kelly and her husband, the other one on the other people who had also crossed farther down the road. The rest of her recollection is largely confusing and fragmented. She experienced voices and blindness.
Kelly elaborated on how her memory came back: We went down to a girl friend's place a little bit later, a few weeks later, and the subject of UFOs came up, and her husband was saying, "Oh, I don't think they really exist." It was my husband that said, "If you had seen what Kelly and I saw, you might change your mind." I said, "What are you talking about?" You know, if I'd seen something, I'd have remembered it. I didn't even remember that I had seen it hovering in the middle of the road. It had been totally blanked out of my mind. And I search my head for days, because I knew he wouldn't say something if he didn't mean it. He was telling me, "Remember, on the way home from [your girl friend's], remember, it wasn't making any noise?" And I was just sitting there. I couldn't remember it.
And a few days later, all of a sudden I remembered it! It hit me! And .. . . then I remembered going into the light, and then I couldn't remember anything else. A couple of weeks after that, this started to really bug me, because I remembered that light, and I remember arguing with him all the wayhome, but it was all I did remember.
I went up to [my girl friend's] house again in October, this time for her other daughter's . . .birthday, and again we went to bingo. On the way home from bingo that night, we went along the same road, and as we passed a certain spot I just got this incredible feeling of terror go through me, I mean absolute terror. All of a sudden I just started remembering, and by the next morning I had remembered just about everything that happened, except there's still missing time that I can't.
What we had actually done, we had driven . . . into the light, but the road curved, and the light we had thought was in front of us was actually to our right-hand side. It was in the field, and it was massive. . . . [Estimates put the possible diameter of the UFO at the "size of a house" or perhaps close to 5O meters.] So it was very big.Why I knew it was very big was because we could have driven for five minutes. The road sort of wound around this part.
You could have driven for five minutes and not had it out of your sight the whole time.
Kelly and her husband had a clear, uninterrupted view of a craft of enormous size. It was much larger than the UFO seen a few minutesearlier, and it was at ground level in the field at the bottom of a gully area.
I asked him to stop the car, and we both got out. I remembered leaning back in, actually on the floor, to pick up my handbag, because I didn't go anywhere without my handbag. And that' s one of the sort of things that triggered off a lot of these memories doing that. The other thing was telling myself, "You are conscious. This is real! This is happening! This is real!". . . .
For a while it was just absolutely terrifying, but you can't help it because it sounds really wacky. I mean this is not the way it's supposed to happen at all. . . .
We crossed over the road. We jumped the gutter, and we walked up. . .I looked down the road, and there was another car-a light blue car-pulled up. Some people got out and went across the road. I only thought it was two, but it was actually three, but I didn' t pay much attention. They must have been at least a hundred meters down the road from us. When you've got something like that in front of you, and you' we got people down the road . . . well, I was more interested in what was in front of me than them, so I didn't get any detail. . . .
I'm standing there, and we are looking at this thing [for about 3O seconds]. All of a sudden there is a black figure on the field. It's about seven foot tall. . . . I knew it was really tall at the time.
For Kelly this was quite startling. She expected to see a human being, but this was not human. Kelly tried to use thought as a means of communication. She was immediately overwhelmed with fear. Its eyes seemed to turn to a red fire.
At the distance of about 150 meters, they possessed an extraordinary luminosity .
It started coming towards us, only slowly, and it had big red eyes. It sounds stupid, but it had great big round red eyes, like huge flies' eyes and they were red like, not like a reflection of red, but like burning red, like . . . fluorescent stop lights, I suppose, that sort of real burning red.
All of a sudden I started screaming out [to my husbands. . . . Now this has really got me baffled because of the fact that a human being doesn't know this, so I don't even know how I came out with this, but I started saying, "They've got no souls." And then I started screaming, "THEY'VE GOT NO SOULS!" Then all of a sudden there were heaps of them in the field, not just one, a whole heap of them, and they started coming towards us . . . faster than a man could run, and they were gliding off the ground. They got halfway across the field.
They split up. Some of them went towards the other people [two or three, Kelly thought]. and some of them [the rest] came towards us. Kelly found herself screaming to the other people down the road, "They're evil! They're going to kill us!"
The next thing I know, I felt this oomph! in my stomach, right across here like I was winded, but I was thrown right back, and I was on my back on the ground. I sat up, with my head between my knees. Here, I'm trying to stay conscious. I couldn't see. My eyes. . . . It was all black.
.. . . I'm screaming out to [my husband]. . . .
Kelly speculated that her "winding" may have been caused by an electric fence present at the site. That may or may not be true. The fence may not even have been on at the time. Even if it was, the power may not have been strong enough to generate the effect she described. Nonetheless this possibly prosaic incident led her into confusion over whether the forces she was confronting were "good" or "evil."
But the next thing I heard him saying, "Let go of me." His voice was all sort of cracked up with fear, and I'd never heard that from my husband. He's not frightened or afraid of anything. . . .
Then this male voice said, "We [don't] mean you any harm." And then he said, "Why did you hit Kelly then?" That's the last I heard of [my husband]. No one else talked except me. I heard the male voice. Then I heard myself saying, "Oh, God, I'm going to be sick." I've got my head between my knees, and I just felt, like, violently nauseous. Then I must have blacked out for a little while.
I don't remember being sick. Then I remember hearing talk about being a peaceful people, and I started screaming out, I said, "Don't believe them! They're going to steal your souls!" I know it sounds so ridiculous now, but at the time I was hysterically terrified. . . . I had never felt terror like that. Not even in my worst nightmares had I experienced terror like that. . . .
Oh, there's one thing I remember that he said: "I wouldn't harm her. She's my daughter." Now when I first saw the-on the way up to [my girl friend's] in the field, the first thing I did was pray. And I took it as sarcasm straight away. And it sounded like sarcasm. . . .
It sounded like there was even a small laugh after that. I don't know-it just wasn't good to me.
For Kelly, a strong faith in God often involved an ability to get answers to many of life's situations, albeit sometimes in the most subtle and unlikely ways. For her the brief observation of a possible UFO on the way to her girl friend's place on August 7 was perhaps a glimpse of one of life's mysteries, perhaps even a lesson from God. So she made a silent prayer which began with "Father." She thought for a moment, "Wait for me. I'll be back down this way in a few hours." To put this in context, it should be pointed out that Kelly had long been on a spiritual quest, anchored in a religious journey and a desire to understand the great mysteries.
Though she had little time for organized religions, she had a deep interest in the great religious works and had studied them, particularly the Bible, in great detail. Therefore, given her brief prayer for clarification of the nature of the UFO event on the way up to her friend, as well as the use of the word Father, she got a sense of "mockery" when she heard the voice saying, "She is my daughter."
Anyway, I started screaming and going on about demons trying to steal people's souls. . . . I like not to admit that it came from my mouth, but it did. . . . But I'm going to tell it the way it is.
Next thing I hear him saying, "Would somebody do something about .her?" And I felt a hand . . . touch my shoulder. It wasn't hard. It was quite gentle.That's when I absolutely cracked! I'm still sitting on the ground, and I couldn't see a thing, but I made sure that my eyes were just fierce. . . . Something snapped in me. Before that I was crying. All of a sudden something snapped in me, and I got so angry . Then I started screaming out, "How dare you do this to these innocent people?" Like it was my fault. Because I was on a big spiritual search, and I really got the impression that it was my fault. And I thought, why involve other people?. . . I felt like, almost like there was a fight for me. Like it was something I had to do. . . .
Anyway, I started screaming out stupid things, told them to go back where they came from. Next thing I remember I was sitting in the car. I've still got missing time.
When she found herself sitting in the car, her last memory was of driving into the light.
THE DREAM OF AUGUST 8, 1993
Once she was home and asleep, the night brought a bizarre dream. This dream is of interest in that it emerged within hours of the encounter and it places Kelly back in the encounter. The subsequent "dreamings" do not have this quality about them. Nonetheless they were unusual in their own way, for reasons that will shortly be apparent.
In the August 8 dream she is on the side of the road with her head between her knees. She becomes aware that she can see again. A being is leading her husband down the slope onto the field. Throughout the dream she is unable to see the beings above the level of their elbows. Their limbs seem long and thin.
Inexplicably convinced that the being with her husband is female, she tackles it and then blacks out. In the dream she once again regains consciousness to find herself on the extreme right of the field with the UFO further down the field to the left. Before her on the ground is a still body, at first nonhuman, then changing to human. A middle-aged woman standing further down the field is screaming at her, "Murderess! Murderess!" She is overcome with grief with no awareness of having killed anyone.
Still in the dream, a hand on her shoulder leads her, and she follows obediently. Eventually Kelly becomes aware that she is in a small room, with only a small table and a being standing before her. The being tells her she did not kill anyone and they had to use her sense of morality to overcome her fear. Kelly has a profound feeling that she knows this being. On a table behind the being is a Bible, one of hers, which had disappeared a few weeks before. The being gives Kelly a strange choice which deepens her suspicion of the beings' motives. She is told she can come but must leave the Bible behind. In the dream the being gives her this Bible.
The dream ends at that point. A few days after the encounter, her husband found the Bible in the car.
The "dreamings" mentioned earlier, first interpreted as something like a ghostly episode, take on a bizarre perspective when Kelly's recollections flooded back. The first two preceded the point when more complete recall of the events of August 8 returned.
THE "DREAMINGS"
The first started with a presence which warns her to be calm. Then a frightening "sucking" sensation begins as if something is being taken from her. She comes out of the dream terrified and is confronted by a tall black figure in a floor length hooded cloak, about seven feet tall, with glowing red eyes. She screams, and the being disappears.
Initially Kelly interpreted the being as like a "soul vampire" or the Grim Reaper. At the time she did not place this incident in a UFO context, since the memories had yet to resurface.
In the second "dreaming" she experiences her legs being lifted and drawn out of the bed. She wakes and once again finds the same or similar being present, but this time the cloak obscures the eyes.
When after I did remember it, I had another dream, and these dreams seemed very physical. I know I'm dreaming, and I've got to wake up out of them. . . .
In this particular one, I felt as if my legs were being pulled off the bed, and it was like I was paralysed from my waist down, and my legs were being pulled over to the side; yet I could almost use the top of my body. Then I'm grabbing a pillow, trying to hit my husband, to wake him up. . . . I'm fighting this. I'm not going to let this thing drag me off the bed by my legs. Then I woke up and saw it standing there again! This time the hood covered the eyes, and it didn't scare me. . . . I was still terrified, but it didn't scare me quite as much, because each time it scared me, it was that same power like I felt out in the field that night.
When I was sitting on the ground, it was like something, almost like a frequency or a sound vibration or something. And it's getting right into my head! And I couldn't get it together. Like I was trying to get my logical thoughts together, not logical, almost conscious thoughts, and I was fighting it the whole time, which is probably why I seemed to remember more than my husband or even the other people.
The third "dreaming" occurred at a friend' s place on October23 (see front cover). By then Kelly had experienced the flood of recollections. The two earlier "dreamings" took on an added significance, especially given the presence of the beings after Kelly had awakened from her "dreamings." This time she wakes from a "dreaming" which seems to take the form of a "peak experience" (as psychologist Abraham Maslow calls it; Richard Maurice Bucke defined it as the sense of"cosmic consciousness"). She sees apparently the same creature as before; but unlike earlier manifestations, it is naked and leaning over her as if about to kiss her navel area. It is tall, with a head much larger than normal, long and thin arms, with an abdomen out of proportion to its thin frame, like a child's stomach suffering from malnutrition.
Its skin is like gray-black plasticine. Kelly's screams turn into an "uninterrupted stream of hysteria" and words.
In the morning she insisted that her husband check under the car. She had heard a distinct voice during the night urging such a check. He ignored her request, but their car subsequently suffered such a problem.
Numerous other "psychic" events and "electrical disturbances" followed. Frequently their car started up when no one was inside it. The vehicle had a kill switch which rendered these events even more startling and curious. Kelly thought she had developed enhanced psychic powers. The electrical events apparently ended in January 1994, as did many of the psychic incidents. The fourth "dreaming" occurred in January of this year.
In the dream the bathroom light is blown. There is a sense of presence. Something persistently tries to grab Kelly's right hand. Eventually she lets her hand be taken. Immediately she wakes up. Once again the creature in the black robe is standing by her bedside. It goes away. It turned out that the light had indeed blown and that diamond and sapphire rings .she wore on her right hand had disappeared. To date they have not been found.
OTHER MATTERS
Other, earlier episodes, experiences, and issues of possible significance: . From July through September 1993 small orange fireballs, about the size of tennis balls, frequently hit the windows of the house. Kelly, her husband, and her mother witnessed the phenomena.
o About two and a half years earlier, at Lalor, Kelly had a peculiar dream in which she moved through a flesh-like hourglass apparatus. The same night she experienced a "vision" of opening their back door and seeing a light for a few seconds. Then she blacked out. Kelly experienced the same sense of power she felt in the field in August 1993.
o After the encounter and until July 1994, the Cahill house (built in 1949) had been the scene of fleeting observations of tall "shadows," seen by both Kelly and her husband.
o A bad smell occasionally permeated the house and seemed to move around.
THE OTHER WITNESSES
If the August 8 encounter had revolved only around Kelly, it could be argued that the experience may have been some sort of psychological episode. But the presence of other witnesses - a married couple and their friend, plus a possible other observer in a third car-forcefully argues for a real encounter. Indeed, the PRA contends that the focus of the incident was not Kelly but the two other women.
As in Kelly' s situation, the females in the other group seemed to play a dominant role. Bill, the male witness in the trio, appears, like Kelly's husband, to have had only limited involvement. The two women consciously recalled onboard episodes. They remembered the UFO and the tall black beings. Their description did not feature the red eyes Kelly saw.
For the trio the experience apparently started when they approached the site. All three could hear a strange noise and suddenly felt ill. Bill thought he was going to faint. He lost control of the car and ran off the road, striking a pole. After checking for damage, they drove off. A few minutes later a speeding car with its high beams on shot past them. Then another passed. They came to a bridge with a sharp turn following it almost immediately. Farther along this section the trio stopped. As all this was going on, Bill's vision was impaired. Obviously he had Some type of vision as he was driving, but he was unable to remember seeing the UFO. The two women with him recall the UFO clearly, and their descriptions closely match Kelly's.
In some unexplained manner Bill was isolated from the central experience. He has conscious recall of smells and sounds and remembers that a lot of activity was going on. He does not recall seeing anything. He subsequently underwent hypnosis, which expanded his apparent recollections to seeming onboard components, but once again these were through the senses of smell and hearing only.
The two women did not think of theirs as an "abduction" experience. They felt as if they had exercised free will all through it. Yet the principal element of their onboard experience was a form of examination-not, however, visually remembered. Other parts of their onboard experience exist in visual images and conscious memory. Hypnosis in their cases appears to have only reinforced what they recall already.
The entities did not speak and provided very little information. Neither woman saw the other or any of the others while in the alien environment presumably aboard the UFO. Curiously, each was still aware of what was happening to her companion, ostensibly through psychic means.
The trio apparently did not have the complex background experiences described by Kelly. Their experience seem limited only to the August 8 encounter.
There is also some physical evidence. PRA found a possible related ground trace and low-level magnetic anomaly at the encounter site.
COMMENT
Kelly has gone on to write her own account of the experience and its difficult aftermath. In October 1994 John Auchettl and PRA, whose investigative thoroughness is to be commended, released a comprehensive report on the affair. In this emotionally explosive area it is easy for people to get caught up in less than satisfactory situations while they attempt to understand extraordinary experiences. I hope this event and the documentation that flows from it will be of some help to others in similar situations.
The victims of these experiences must not be unrealistically encouraged by advocates of an alien presence; nor, at the other extreme, should they be ridiculed by the sceptical among us. They should be helped to deal with their experiences, whether those experiences turn out to be prosaic or profound in origin. The second part of this report will review the PRA report and examine in detail the accounts of the other group of witnesses. It will also consider the physical evidence and provide reflections on the nature and meaning of this event.
Update (12/6/02) The Cahill case, PRA & openness:
It should be noted that the above "comment" in the 1994 IUR report was prepared on the assumption that the "PRA comprehensive report on the affair" was about to be released. Despite nearly a decade passing, John Auchettl and PRA have not released their report other than a few fragments of information.
As the researcher responsible for passing Kelly Cahill onto PRA in the first place, principally because I am NSW based and the incident occurred in Victoria, I have to say now that that decision was, in hindsight, a mistake.
My comment in my 1994 IUR report: "John Auchettl and PRA, whose investigative thoroughness is to be commended", was based entirely on conversations with Auchettl and discussions with Kelly Cahill at the time (1993-1994), and in retrospect should have been qualified more accurately. While Auchettl & PRA may well have been thorough in their investigation, in reality there has been no way to absolutely verify this, because of their unwillingness to release their report and data on the case. PRA have offered some seemingly unusual and convoluted explanations for this lack of sharing.
I have long encouraged openness and sharing in UFO research (my web site is in part an expression of my position on this matter). My attempts to encourage PRA in this direction, from my perspective, have been very disappointing, and have instead lead me to not to refer cases to John Auchettl and PRA. Unless PRA changes their apparent lack of transparency and openness, researchers and witnesses should carefully consider the wisdom of cooperating with Phenomena Research Australia (PRA).
Regards, Bill
Source: Bill Chalker, International UFO Reporter, Sept/Oct 1994, Vol 19, No 5
AN EXTRAORDINARY ENCOUNTER IN THE DANDENONG FOOTHILLS
Bill Chalker, International UFO Reporter, Sept/Oct 1994, Vol 19, No 5
Dale Snipes, the author of 78 Years of UFOs, has experienced alien encounters since she was a child. The most terrifying encounter was at 3 am when an alien tried to take her against her will. On the show UFO Witness, she told investigators that she woke up to a strange sound coming from the kitchen. Soon after, an alien appeared in her room and communicated with her telepathically.
She mentioned that the alien—believed to be a Star Person—wanted to show her something and asked if she would come with it. It wasn’t clear what the alien intentions were. During the encounter, she recalled trying to wake her husband up many times. She said even when she dug her nails into his arm, he still didn’t respond. Eventually, the alien did leave. The next morning, her husband showed his arm covered with bloody scratches.
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(...) Bonner County author Dale Snipes confronted this stigma frequently while compiling first-hand accounts for her book, “78 Years of UFOs: A True Life Account of Sightings.” The stigma is starting to shrink. Before the government's preliminary report was released, most of the people who gave Snipes their first-hand accounts did not want to have their name included with the story.
Dale Snipes sits on her porch at her home on Lake Pend Oreille. Snipes accounts unexplainable phenomena in her ninth publication. A couple of the sightings mentioned in the book were witnessed from the porch pictured.
However, Snipes isn't one of them. The author isn’t afraid of recounting her encounters with UAPs. When asked by the Daily Bee if she was concerned people would think she was crazy, she said “I don’t care because I know what I saw, and I know what I’ve been through.”
Published in June, two weeks before the government’s preliminary report, “78 Years of UFOs” contains 103 pages, with visuals, detailing first-hand accounts by Snipes and others, many of them occurring in Bonner County. “The first time I remember seeing a UFO, I was just five years old.” reads the first page, “I felt no fear, just wonder!”
Upon being told by a doctor that UFO sightings sometimes occur in entire families, she approached close family members and learned that many of them had their own accounts involving UAPs. These accounts, as well as her own, motivated her to compile the stories for publication. It took Snipes five months to put the book together, a relatively quick turnaround time. It usually takes Snipes a year to finish a book. Her publications can be found in the library, or for purchase on Amazon.
“I doubt seriously they want to hurt us,” she said. “We start things we can’t end, and we don’t have the technology anywhere near what these things can do.” Idaho ranks first in UFO sightings per capita, according to satelliteinternet.com. With a reported 168 encounters, 9.18 out of 100,000 Idahoans reported seeing a UAP in 2020. In close second is Montana, with 98 encounters, putting them at 9.17 out of every 100,000. In last place is Texas, with 375 encounters, making for a 1.29 per capita rating.
There are many resources publicly available for those who want to educate themselves on UAPs or report their own sightings and experiences. The preliminary report by the department of National Intelligence is available on their website, www.dni.gov. Our reporter’s attempts to locate the document within the website yielded no results. However, the document can be easily found with search engine queries.
To report your own sighting, or review first-hand accounts of others, visit the National UFO Reporting Center’s website at www.nuforc.org, or call 206-722-3000 if the sighting occurred within the last seven days. Other information about UAPs can be found on the Mutual UFO Network website at www.mufon.com.
Or, for more personally relevant information, you can ask friends and family members about their experiences — you never know unless you ask.
William J. Hermann, flying saucer contactee and channeler, emerged out of obscurity in 1978 after claiming to have had a series of sightings of a UFO over Charleston, South Carolina, beginning in November of 1977. On January 22, 1978, he was able to take nine photographs of the object. Two months later as he was out looking for more UFOs, the disc he had sighted earlier reappeared and came toward him.
According to Hermann, it sent out a light beam that paralyzed him. He lost consciousness and awakened three hours later 15 miles away. He watched the UFO depart. He called the police, who took him home. Several days later, after suffering from insomnia and general nervousness and unrest, he submitted to hypnosis under the guidance of James A. Harder, a UFO researcher associated with the Aerial Phenomena Research Organization, one of the prominent UFO research groups of the time. Under the hypnosis, he talked of being aboard the UFO. He was on an examination table being looked at by three humanoid creatures. They had large hairless heads, oversized eyes, pale skin, and red clothing.
One of the three spoke to him, but his mouth did not appear to move. He was given a brief tour of the spacecraft and then lost consciousness. He had learned that the beings were from Zeta Reticuli. They had been observing Earth for half a century. They were concerned about humanity's tendencies toward war and warned that our violent natures would destroy human civilization.
In the weeks following the hypnosis session, Hermann had other sightings and began channeling messages from the people who had abducted him. He also produced a metal bar that he claimed came from the aliens. It proved to be made of lead and antimony, similar in content to the material in an automobile battery. In May of 1979 Hermann claimed to have had a final contact with the saucer beings, who took him for a ride.
As his story was publicized, Hermann contacted Wendelle Stevens, a publisher of UFO contactee material, who coauthored a more complete account of his story, which was published in 1981. The volume circulated in the contactee subculture but was generally dismissed by ufologists as lacking any collaboration.
Sources: Stevens, Wendelle C., and William James Hermann. UFO…Contact from Reticulum: A Report of the Investigation. Tucson, Ariz.: Wendelle Stevens, 1981.
William Herrmann, aka "Bill Hermann" or "Herman" or "Hermann", was a diesel mechanic, born-again Christian, church custodian, living in a mobile home in North Charleston, South Carolina, USA, who claimed contact with aliens.
Tough at the time he reached some fame in the Press, magazines, and even Japanese TV, and managed to get the attention of ufologist because of his claims, he was soon forgotten, like many so-called "contactees".
In 1977, aged 26, he claimed, he saw a "glowing disc" on several occasions, and once managed to capture it on 9 photographs. He claimed he wasn't alarmed, first thinking it was some sort of military aircraft flying out of nearby Charleston Air Force Base.
He explained to a newspaper later: "I'd never been interested in science fiction. I thought that was all hogwash. Garbage. But I've had two contact experiences and 15 sightings of UFOs, and I've also investigated 40 sightings statewide."
The first encounter wasn't remembered until months after it happened, March 18, 1978, he says. At about 9:25 p.m., he had gone out of his home to a field to get a better look at a UFO in a marshy area, flying low over his home. He watched it through binoculars, and walked toward it for a closer look. The next thing he remembered was finding himself in a "strange area" with the UFO whirring away above him, in Summerville, 15 or 20 miles (depending on the versions) away from his home. One report says he found himself standing in a plowed field about midnight, surrounded by a light glow, and ran hysterically toward a distant road where he could see cars. There he was picked up by a policeman who phoned his family.
Another report says he was terrified, flagged down a car and found that he was in a wooded clearing near Bacons Bridge Road near Summerville, several hours later than he thought it should be.
Later, he "recalled" - under hypnosis - what happened during the several hours he could not account for: he watched the UFO from some railroad tracks, when it suddenly zoomed toward him, and projected a blinding beam of aquamarine light at him. The UFO "dropped, and I was scared." "A green light came up around me. I was disoriented. At my feet there was an orange circle of light..."
"I tried to run, but my legs wouldn't move, I was like I was paralyzed. I couldn't yell. I thought Oh God, I'm going to die." Later, he says he was "on this low examination table only 2 feet above the floor" inside the UFO, with three strange-looking being watched him, using a "blinking X-ray-like device." They told him there are three races of intelligent beings from space that visit Earth and conduct experiments and observe life here.
He said he distinctly remembered the craft was a molded metal, two-decked contraption about 70 feet in diameter and 25 feet high. The occupants were about 4 1/2 feet tall, with marshmallow-colored skin, hairless, and without eye pupils. "Their skin was the color of a marshmallow. Their eyes were long and dark with a brown iris. Their heads looked like overgrown human fetuses with no ears or hair" he told later.
They spoke English with no accent and told him not to be afraid, but he was. The UFO crew callously referred to him as a "subject" and said that he, along with certain other earthlings, had been chosen for their experiments. They anticipated his questions, and they spoke without moving their lips.
He claimed he had no memory of this "UFO abduction" for a year, but on April 21, 1979, a mysterious metal bar shaped like an ingot and bearing the letters "MAN" and some mysterious symbols, suddenly "materialized" in "a globe of blue-green light" in his bedroom.
One source said after the first close encounter he suffered insomnia and general nervousness and unrest, and was submitted to hypnosis under the guidance of James A. Harder of APRO some days later.
In this version, we learn that one of the three beings spoke to him while his mouth did not appear to move, that he was given a brief tour of the spacecraft and then lost consciousness. He had learned that the beings were from Zeta Reticuli and had been observing Earth for half a century, being concerned about humanity's tendencies toward war and warning that our violent natures would destroy human civilization.
In the weeks following the hypnosis session, Herrmann claimed other UFO sightings, and told he had a compulsion to write, from right to left, pages of a script in an unknown language, channeling messages from the people who had abducted him.
Herrmann said he had just finished writing about three pages of such messages, on April 21, 1979, when he felt his home shake, saw his lights flicker and go out and saw "a globe of blue-green light" begin to grow on his desk. "I was so frightened I couldn't look at it. When the glow subsided I saw the bar lying on the edge of the desk. I thought it would be hot but it felt cold."
Herrmann claimed a second encounter on May 16, 1979, after that bar "appeared" in his home. He voluntarily climbed aboard the UFO after feeling an urge to go to a spot where the UFO met him, he said.
"It was a 3 1/2 hour trip down to Florida and back. We flew above an orange grove and over the (Kennedy) space center. I remember looking down through some kind of monitor at the face of people looking up at us." The aliens told him they were from Zeta Reticuli, "a solar system 32 light years from here," Herrmann said. "They said I'll see them again, but I haven't. Not that I am looking from them. December 1982 was my last sighting. But I won't be afraid next time."
Omni magazine had a sample of the bar scraped from the bar and analyzed at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology; which found the bar was made of ordinary elements, a cast alloy of lead and 6 percent antimony, approximating the composition of lead pipes or grid from an auto battery. Herrmann said the aliens told him the bar is of a substance worthless to humans but of great value to the extraterrestrials.
A major player in the case was retired Air Force Colonel Wendelle C. Stevens of Tucson, then investigator for Aerial Phenomena Research Organization (APRO). Stevens, like he often did even with "contactees" who were proven liars, supported Herrmann's story entirely. He said he spent 11 days investigating Herrmann's first encounter story and that it really happened because he had "a lot of data to support it."
Stevens said he collected testimonies from "a number" of Charleston-area residents who told they saw a similar UFO, including sightings on the same night as Herrmann reported his encounters. He also said Herrmann's color photos, which include a shot of a purpoted UFO trailing an Air Force jet near Charleston Air Force Base, are genuine. He apparently sent Herrmann's UFO photos to the Jet Propulsion Laboratory (JPL) in Pasadena for enhancement and computer evaluation, but I found no report of the findings.
It seems Stevens also had APRO test the metal bar, though I did not find what was concluded. But Stevens said the markings on the bar, molded in the metal, included a map of the star group Reticulum, from which Herrmann says the aliens told him they came. Stevens argued that as the star group is visible only from the Southern Hemisphere, and the star map puts the star in a configuration never seen from Earth, Herrmann could not have made it up: "Only one star chart shows such a projection, and the chart is in Hungary and printed in Hungarian. Most people have never heard of the chart, and there is no way Herrmann could have ever seen it. The chart is only known to highly advanced astronomers." He explained that the bar is "a form of recognition, given only to a few Earth people, for having overcome the trauma and maintaining communication" with aliens. Herrmann similarly claimed he was told by aliens on his second encounter with them that the bar "was a gift for me signifying they were thankful for and appreciative of the way I handled the situation" after the first abduction.
Stevens also investigated Herrmann's automatic writings, and said an IBM design engineer examined some of the script and told it could represent a formula for "accelerating matter to a dematerialized state."
It was reported that he underwent "psychological stress evaluation, polygraph tests" that convinced "investigators" that he believes he was actually aboard a UFO, but the tests, "however, are incapable of determining whether the encounter actually took place." Apparently the test was given by one Charles R. McQuiston of West Palm Beach after Herrmann reported his first encounter of the aliens. McQuiston said his test measured stress in speech patterns which would detect attempts at deception in a manner similar to that of a polygraph, and he told: "I don't remember any fraud" and" I didn't find anything wrong with his story at all. That's what he believes, and that's as far as I can go." McQuiston said he had performed the same test on hundreds of purported UFO witnesses and contactees each year for magazines and ufologists, and that about one-half of the purported UFO stories he tested came out classified "for no further consideration."
A major film and record making firm headquartered in New York, Abcko Industries, put together plans for a film documentary on UFOs, and wanted to include Herrmann. Malcolm Clarke, film director, expressed his belief: the sheer numbers of persons with stories similar to Herrmann's which can't be disproven indicate "that some are telling the truth." "The point is there are a number of people like Herrmann", he argued.
Abkco brought Herrmann to New York for "hypnosis tests". At the time, many believed hypnosis sessions was a valid manner to get "recovered memories" of forgotten events such as having been in an alien spacecraft.
Dr. Bernard Stern, a New York physician and teacher of hypnosis therapy at Columbia University and UFO witness himself, questioned Herrmann under hypnosis and was also convinced Herrmann believes his own story to be real. Stern specified that it does not prove the reported events actually happened. Though "Herrmann is honest. He honestly believes he was in a UFO", Stern said questioning under hypnosis "doesn't prove anything. It doesn't mean the abduction is so" and Herrmann may have been able to "hypnotize himself" into believing his UFO encounters, fantasizing without knowing it. Stern added, "In all fairness to Herrmann, I didn't challenge him in great detail. I asked him to describe what he was seeing in the UFO and he gave a vague description." Stern also said Herrmann was the only "abductee" he has questioned under hypnosis.
His story appeared in Omni Magazine in November 1978. Then a Japanese film crew visited him, to film a documentary film including his claimed experience. In 1981, Stevens self-published a book about Herrmann's stories, "UFO Contact from Reticulum: A Report of the Investigation". Herrmann said 5000 copies were sold.
There were also vague claims that Herrmann was the victim of "insidious attacks" by "a mysterious group of government operatives whose purpose appears to be to frustrate both himself and the team of UFO researchers who were investigating Herrmann's multi-year contact case." Apparently, from a visit by ufologist Thomas Olsen, grew a story that it was not really Thomas Olsen who came but someone posing as him, as Olsen denied having been at the meeting. Though the alleged impostor was not described as a "man in black", it later appeared as one of the so-called "Men in Black" case.
It seems that on November 10, 1981, Herrmann was fired from his position of children's church teacher, because they believed he was involved in satanic things when he spoke about UFOs on TV. Four days later, he allegedly received by "telepathic transmission" from his alien friends a sketch if a "power unit which contained a pair of eyes". The same day, apparently, he wrote an essay titled "Inevitable Destruction" in which he warned that the entire Earth would soon be engulfed in an "eternal firestorm" because of "geopolitical events."
After his last UFO sighting in 1982, Herrmann was occasionally interviewed in local newspapers. He told "I've gone through all kinds of medical batteries, and I don't have any radiation or side effects. And no implants [...]" He told that his life had changed, regretted the "harassment" he was subjected to, insisted that he had not looked for any publicity.
Like many cases that first appeared as classic "CE3" to ufologist but then developed in repetitive encounters with "messages" from benevolent aliens, the Herrmann case was soon forgotten as one more contactee tall-tale. It was however still mentioned in several catalogues od close encounters of the third kind with no word of caution or doubt.
The latest echo I could trace was a remark on the "Above Top Secret" ufology forum, in which an anonymous participant gave news of Bill Herrmann: "Bill now denies everything and chalks his whole experience up to demonic possession or something ever since he became a fundamentalist evangelical." "He's also traded in the Reticulan ships for Star Trek ships and become some sort of uber-Trekkie"
Cela commence le 5 juin 1997 à Fontenay-Trésigny (Seine-et-Marne), je vous laisse lire ce qui va suivre :
D'abord :
Jean-Louis Lagneau (du GEIPIS) nous expose ici un cas hors du commun, à ranger dans la délicate catégorie des abductions. Lorsqu'une affaire de cette sorte se produit aux Etats-Unis, elle est généralement prise au sérieux. Pourquoi faudrait-il qu'en France les « expériences » de ce genre restent éternellement ignorées ? Cette affaire n'est rien d'autre que le prolongement d'observations que nous avons signalées dans LDLN 346 (pp.19, 21 et 33), et qui se sont produites l'été dernier dans la région de Fontenay-Trésigny, en Seine-et-Marne. Tout cela a commencé le 5 juin 1997, par un curieux cas de « parasitage de skytracer » accompagné d'effets sur un témoin. Ce témoin, nous l'avions désigné par un pseudonyme, « Nathalie ». Nous étions loin d'imaginer quelle étrange tournure son aventure allait prendre...
Croquis du témoins :
L'histoire :
En France, l'ufologie est régie par une frilosité que l'on ne connaît pas dans la plupart des autres pays. Face aux différents témoignages (directs ou obtenus par régression) que nous avons pu recueillir dans cette affaire, rien ne nous permet d'affirmer que le phénomène (que je nommerai enlèvement) ait une existence réelle. Nous pouvons seulement constater qu'il existe des personnes qui expriment une angoisse, un malaise, face à une expérience dont la nature n'est pas claire.
Il est troublant de constater que les faits rapportés par nos « enlevés » sont très souvent concordants ; il est troublant, également, de s'apercevoir que les différents « acteurs », alors même qu'ils n'ont aucune connaissance ufologique, évoquent des éléments connus et enregistrés par les ufologues, malgré tout ce qui sépare les différents témoignages. Ce qui est plus troublant encore, c'est le fait que nos enlevés puissent se souvenir de tant de détails sur les expériences qu'ils ont vécues, sans même que l'on ait besoin d'utiliser l'hypnose.
L'hypnose, ou une autre forme de régression, peut s'avérer nécessaire lorsqu'il existe encore des zones d'ombres ou lorsque notre témoin demande à aller beaucoup plus loin dans sa recherche des éléments manquants. Il est clair qu'à partir de l'instant où un ufologue, un groupe ou un thérapeute accepte de prendre en charge cette personne et donc l'étude de l'incident, un suivi de la victime (je préfère le terme de victime à celui de contacté) sera nécessaire, car des facteurs traumatisants peuvent apparaître à tout instant. Nous avons face à nous des victimes d'un phénomène encore très mal défini, et dont nous ne connaissons pas la nature exacte. On pourra toujours constater, à travers différents récits, que l'attitude des ravisseurs semble souvent osciller entre compassion, amour, protection, apport d'une connaissance d'ordre spirituel, etc... Mais on pourra aussi se poser la question du pourquoi, puisque l'ensemble du dossier suggère la pose d'implants dans le corps de victimes enlevées contre leur gré, de possibles manipulations génétiques, et l'effrayante perspective de la création d'hybrides.
Cette affaire a été étudiée par le G.E.I.P.I.S (1) et Vincent Michel (2) à qui nous avons fait appel. Elle débuta le jeudi 5 juin 1997 sur la commune de La Houssaye en Brie, vers 2 ou 3 heures du matin. Nathalie X et M. Y étaient assis dans le véhicule de ce dernier, lorsque Nathalie aperçut dans le ciel un phénomène étrange ressemblant à « une roue mais sans les contours ». Il y avait environ 12 lumières qui constituaient cet ensemble, et cela éclairait comme des phares, cela tournait dans le sens inverse des aiguilles d'une montre. Les témoins observèrent le phénomène pendant près de deux heures, sans pouvoir prévenir leurs collègues qui se trouvaient non loin de là. Ils avaient l'impression d'être cloués à leurs sièges. Au bout de deux heures, ils partirent dormir, alors que le phénomène était toujours présent.
Cette observation pourrait paraître au premier abord fort banale. Néanmoins, il est intéressant de remarquer certains détails :
Le temps d'observation de plus de deux heures.
La sensation d'être cloués aux fauteuils du véhicule.
L'envie d'avertir les autres sans pouvoir le faire.
Les deux témoins vont dormir alors que le phénomène est toujours présent, et n'avertissent personne en passant.
L'enquête a pu démontrer qu'il ne s'agissait pas d'un sky tracer (Ce point nous a été confirmé par Jocelyn Morel), ni d'un phénomène naturel. De plus, une régression a pu être organisée, concernant le « trou » de deux heures. Une dizaine de jours plus tard, une nouvelle observation eut lieu : elle concerne 5 témoins en plus de Nathalie, et se déroula à Fontenay-Trésigny (Seine et Marne).
Cette deuxième observation nous fut communiquée par diverses sources, dont les témoins directs, avec lesquels nous avons pu discuter de leurs différentes expériences. Ce qui est remarquable dans cette enquête, c'est que, malgré des sites d'observation légèrement différents (distants de deux cent mètres à vol d'oiseau), les témoins sont d'accord sur la forme du phénomène observé, et celui-ci correspond à l'ovni vu le jeudi 05 juin 1997.
Alors que D. et C. sont sur leur balcon situé au premier étage d'un immeuble, ils aperçoivent un phénomène lumineux qui passe au-dessus des HLM.
K., qui se trouve dans son jardin, les entend et les voit faire des appels avec une lampe torche vers l'objet. Se rappelant que Nathalie s'intéresse aux OVNI depuis son observation du 5 juin, il court l'avertir. Nathalie, suivie de G., son compagnon, et de K., sortent de l'immeuble afin d'apercevoir l'ovni et regardent dans la direction désignée par K. Ils n'observent absolument rien, Nathalie recherche l'ovni et l'aperçoit à sa verticale: l'objet lui paraît très bas, et elle s'exclame : « c'est le même que j'ai vu à La Houssaye ! ».
L'ovni se dirige vers des pavillons situés au bout de la rue et s'immobilise au-dessus d'eux. G. et K. n'assistent pas aux différentes phases du phénomène, car tout cela ne les intéresse guère. Les lumières se mettent à tourner très rapidement dans le sens inverse des aiguilles d'une montre, pour ne former plus qu'un cercle lumineux se déplaçant de la droite vers la gauche et vice versa ceci durant près d'une heure. Puis, en l'espace de cinq secondes environ, les lumières se rassemblent vers le centre, le phénomène devient diffus, ne formant plus qu'un trait de lumière, puis part vers la gauche en direction de Rozay-en-Brie.
Pour nous, il est assez remarquable que le phénomène se soit produit une seconde fois, et que Nathalie ait pu de nouveau l'observer. De plus, nous avons là une observation qui dure une heure environ, et le témoin principal a ressenti des impressions : elle nous a confié : « j'ai eu le sentiment que le phénomène était en colère, comme s'il ne trouvait pas ce qu'il cherchait. » Quelque temps plus tard, Nathalie a fait des cauchemars, qui n'ont apparemment aucun caractère néfaste, et qui conduisent à l'hypothèse d'un possible enlèvement, ou tout au moins d'unmissing time à un moment ou un autre des différentes observations.
Les événements se sont ensuite précipités pour aboutir à ce que Nathalie a décrit comme un rêve. Dans la nuit du 7 au 8 novembre 1997, elle subit en effet ce que nous nommons un scénario de rapt. Nous la rencontrons le dimanche 9 novembre, et elle nous raconte :
«Dans la nuit de vendredi à samedi, vers 0h30 je rentre de chez ma soeur en regardant le ciel. Arrivée chez moi, je prépare le caméscope, car j'ai l'impression qu'il va se produire une chose importante. Je m'endors sur le canapé, et vers une heure, ma soeur rentre dans l'appartement (dont elle a la clé) et vient me réveiller...
(Ce fait a été vérifié auprès de sa soeur, qui se souvient très bien des évènements).
Elle m'explique qu'il y a des lumières dans le ciel. Je n'arrive pas à me réveiller : je me sens lourde... Je pense qu'il me faut filmer ces lumières, mais je ne peux pas me lever de mon canapé. Ma soeur part rejoindre K., afin d'observer le phénomène. Je me sens lourde et je m'endors en très peu de temps... »
A son réveil elle constate qu'au magnétoscope il est 3h38. Elle quitte le canapé, et va se coucher dans son lit.
Lorsqu'elle s'éveille, elle se rappelle avoir vu une pièce très sombre lui paraissant ronde. Elle avait l'impression d'être assise sur une chaise, et qu'il y avait quatre ombres devant elle, floues, blanchâtres, faiblement lumineuses, d'une hauteur de deux mètres environ.
« J'ai eu l'impression que je refusais le contact, comme si j'avais la sensation que quelque chose de désagréable allait se produire. L'ombre qui était sur ma gauche s'approchait lentement de moi, et pour l'éviter, je reculais ma tête vers la droite. C'était le seul mouvement que je pouvais faire. Il tenait dans une espèce de pince à épiler un objet carré d'environ 4 cm sur 4 cm. Ce carré était de couleur entre cuivre et bronze, mais il ne brillait pas. Je ne voulais pas qu'il m'enfonce cet objet, mais malgré tout, il réussit à mettre quelque chose dans mon cou, du côté gauche. »
(Nous avons pu constater la présence d'une trace du coté gauche, dès le dimanche 9 en début d'après-midi ; Trois heures plus tard, elle n'était presque plus visible.)
« Je n'ai ressenti aucune douleur ni sensation de froid. Pendant toute cette opération, j'à eu l'étrange sentiment d'un contact télépathique entre eux et moi. Des contacts du genre « laisse toi faire » ! De plus, les ombres se regardaient mutuellement, comme si il y avait dialogue entre elles. Je me suis réveillée après qu'il m'ait enfoncé cette chose dans le cou... »
Lorsque Nathalie nous fit part de ce rêve, nous ne savions pas trop à quoi nous avions affaire. Ayant suivi cette histoire depuis le début à travers les différents témoignages, nous savions que les incidents du début (en juin) était incontestablement réels, mais nos connaissances dans le domaine des enlèvements étaient plutôt restreintes. Nous avons donc contacté Joël Mesnard, qui nous conseilla d'entrer en relation avec Vincent Michel, susceptible de nous aider dans cette affaire.
Vincent Michel nous proposa de pratiquer une régression sur Nathalie, et après accord de celle-ci, un rendez vous fut pris pour le 14 novembre.
Au cours de ce premier contact téléphonique, Vincent Michel nous avait expliqué la technique qu'il allait utiliser sur Nathalie, puis il m'avait brièvement interrogé sur le contenu de son « rêve ».
La première rencontre eut lieu le vendredi 14 novembre 1997, soit moins de sept jours après l'événement. Différents éléments ressortirent de cette première séance. Le « scénario » dans son ensemble était conforme à ce que Nathalie avait pu nous dire jusque là. Néanmoins, nous apprîmes les points suivants :
L'être placé à gauche de Nathalie lui fait parvenir des pensées du genre « ce n'est rien, ne t'inquiète pas », mais Nathalie ne souhaite pas recevoir l'implant.
Nathalie dira qu'elle leur parle (par télépathie) et qu'elle les comprend.
Ils veulent absolument introduire la « puce » dans son corps.
Lorsque sa soeur est venue pour la réveiller, Nathalie a revu les lumières tournantes « dans sa tête ».
C'est pour la surveiller qu'ils lui mettent la « puce ». Ils attendent quelque chose d'elle.
Il y a une tache noire sur le carré marron, comme s'il était sale. Pour elle, c'est « une puce ».
Elle ne porte plus ses vêtements, mais une blouse blanche comme lorsque l'on subit une opération chirurgicale, blouse qui est détachée dans le dos.
L'être de gauche regarde celui qui est en face de Nathalie, et lui dit (toujours par télépathie ?) « calme la ! ». Nathalie ressent fortement cette phrase. L'être s'approche de Nathalie en deux pas, et elle ne peut plus faire un geste. Nathalie a l'impression que la pièce tourne.
Nathalie se voit ensuite sur son canapé; il est 3h38 sur son magnétoscope.
Après cette séance, Nathalie et nous mêmes nous sommes posé nombre de questions : Comment peut-on se rappeler autant de détails par une simple régression ? Ne peut-on inventer tout cela en laissant courir son imagination ? Qu'est ce qui garantit que le témoin ne ment pas ?
Si ce type de méthode est réellement efficace, elle devrait nous permettre de découvrir différents éléments qui nous paraissent essentiels. Il peut paraître étrange que des entités « extra-terrestres » (qui peut-être nous observent depuis des lustres) puissent permettre à de simples humains disposant d'une technique connue et fort bien documentée de les connaître et, pourquoi pas, de lutter contre eux, malgré leur relative discrétion et les efforts qu'ils semblent mettre en oeuvre afin de neutraliser la mémoire de leurs victimes. A moins que nous assistions, en fait, à une comédie dont nous serions tout à la fois les acteurs, les spectateurs, les victimes et les critiques. Comédie mise en place dans un but qui nous dépasse encore et qui pourrait se révéler blessante le jour ou nous découvrirons la vérité.
Avant même la séance du 27 Novembre 1997 , nous allions obtenir de Nathalie des renseignements fort intéressants :
La présence d'une pièce cachée derrière une vitre sans tain qu'il lui sera possible de voir à la fin de l'incident de la phase « médicale ».
La présence d'un « alien » beaucoup plus jeune tenant un plateau sur lequel sont placés la puce et d'autres outils.
L'éclairage de la pièce, qui lui fait penser à la lumière du soleil.
L'ouverture d'une porte dans le mur, alors qu'il n'y avait rien avant : celle ci s'ouvre comme un cercle lumineux.
L'« alien » qui lui a mis la puce a l'air d'être triste d'avoir commis cet acte.
La séance du 27 Novembre 1997 allait nous apporter d'autres renseignements fort intéressants, la technique utilisée étant toujours la même. Cette soirée-là, nous allions obtenir la quasi-totalité de l'incident, d'autres éléments étant obtenus par un autre moyen quelques jours plus tard. Nous savions maintenant que Nathalie avait commencé à subir cet incident après le départ de sa soeur (bien que d'autres indices nous laissent supposer que l'influence aurait pu commencer bien avant).
Voici les éléments obtenus lors de la séance du 27 novembre :
« J'ai l'impression que l'on me tient la tête jusqu'à ce que je m'endorme ; ensuite, j'ouvre les yeux et je vois les lumières. »
« Je me vois aspirée par une lumière qui ressemble à un cône ou un filet. »
« Il n'y a pas de mouvement dans « les étoiles auprès de moi », et elles sont innombrables. Les lumières sont au-dessus de moi et sur ma droite elles sont vertes et belles. Je suis seule dans ce lieu, je me sens bien et calme. Je tourne la tête vers les lumières, il n'y en a plus qu'une, et je vois une croix au milieu du cercle. La lumière qui m'absorbe est comme un aspirateur, je vois mes cheveux en l'air, comme si c'était l'aspiration qui produit cet effet. Je me sens molle, il y a un bruit bizarre dans mes oreilles; cela me gène; c'est un bruit sourd. C'est lumineux, mais cela ne fait pas mal aux yeux. »
Suite... :
« Je suis au dessus du rond... mes cheveux sont redescendus. Je me sens moins flotter. »
« J'ai mal aux oreilles ; je suis toute seule ; le rond est en-dessous de moi ; je suis dans le noir. Je regarde autour de moi, je commence à être inquiète : qu'est ce que je fais là ? »
« Je suis dans un couloir, je me pose des questions. Je commence à marcher. Il y a un sol sous mes pieds, à partir du moment où le cercle s'est fermé. Je marche normalement, le sol est lisse. »
« Le couloir est grand et lisse, je n'en vois pas le bout. »
« Je vois un rond dans le mur ; j'y vais, parce qu'il n'y a que là que je puisse aller. »
« Ce rond est un tunnel ; tout est rond autour de moi, c'est rigolo, mais on croirait que le sol est souple. »
« Mes oreilles vont mieux. Je ralentis le pas, car cela devient étroit ; je vois de la lumière au bout du tunnel. »
« Il y a une porte, elle est entr'ouverte, mais ne laisse pas passer beaucoup de lumière. Je vois un personnage qui se tient devant la porte, je ne vois pas bien sa silhouette, mais il est très grand, avec les bras croisés. Il est plus grand que la porte, il n'est pas beau, mais avec l'air qu'il prend, il ne fait pas peur. Il sait que je suis là, mais il fait l'indifférent. »
« J'hésite, puis je rentre, je suis obligée d'enjamber pour entrer, je suis mal à l'aise. »
« Il y a quatre êtres dans la pièce, ils sont assis sur des chaises ; j'ai l'impression qu'il ne pense pas (Nathalie, à notre demande, nous décrit les êtres). J'ai l'impression qu'il n'y a que ma tête qui vit, je ne sens pas mon corps. Il y a un être qui me prend, et l'on s'en va. Une porte s'ouvre devant moi ; je ne sens rien ; j'ai conscience de moi-même. On marche dans un couloir où il y a des vitres... »
« On arrive devant une porte ; il appuie sur un bouton orange ; on dirait des portes d'ascenseur ; cela fait un léger bruit. La pièce est éclairée, il y a un peu de fumée ; le sol ressemble à du verre avec des lumières en dessous ; la pièce est petite et ronde. Il m'a laissée seule dans la pièce, il est devant la porte ; j'ai les cheveux attachés. Il fait froid, cela glace un peu..., je ne comprends pas pourquoi je suis pieds nus ; je ne suis plus habillée ; j'ai la chemise ; je suis dans une salle ronde. Autour de moi, tout est blanc. »
« J'ai encore mal aux oreilles, cela fait comme un bourdonnement à l'intérieur. Je sais que la porte va s'ouvrir, car j'entends du bruit. Le verre, sous mes pieds, est froid. La porte s'ouvre... je descends une marche... je suis dans une autre pièce ; il y a une pente devant moi . Il y a un être sur ma droite. Il m'attend. Il y a une table grise, avec deux ou trois personnes derrière, debout. C'est une table en fer. Les êtres m'attendent... »
La première séance de la soirée prend fin à ce moment, sur la demande de Nathalie, qui se sent un peu fatiguée et oppressée par tout cela. Nous reprenons après une pause ; il est maintenant 23h22, nous revenons sur un point qui nous paraît important :
« Je vois de la lumière qui sort de la porte, j'avance, j'ouvre la porte, elle est douce et lisse connue une carrosserie de voiture. »
« J'enjambe et je rentre dans une pièce, je regarde à gauche, il s'approche de moi , il me prend par le bras ; on s'en va, il ne dit rien. »
« On se retourne et on part à droite, il y a une porte qui s'ouvre comme un ascenseur , il y a un grand couloir, c'est très long et droit. »
« Je fais tourner mes yeux pour savoir où je suis, il n'y a que des murs. La lumière est très légère, comme un jour qui passe par les volets. »
« On marche, pas trop vite... Il fait des plus grands pas que moi , j'ai du mal à bouger la tête , je vois le carré orange, il n'y a aucun échange, mais lui n'est pas méchant. »
« On s'arrête, il appuie sur le bouton avec sa main gauche, la porte s'ouvre ; il me tient toujours le bras; je rentre parce que je sais que je dois rentrer, je suis déshabillée. »
A ce moment de la régression nous stoppons Nathalie, afin de faire un retour et de comprendre comment et pourquoi elle est déshabillée.
« Je suis habillée, la porte s'ouvre, il n'y a pas de lumières. Je rentre toute seule, je fais deux pas (elle a toujours ses chaussure, et la porte est fermée derrière elle) ; je ne sens rien. Si, je sens qu'il y a quelqu'un avec moi dans la pièce, mais il fait trop noir, j'ai un peu peur, je regarde autour de moi (elle essaie de voir !) ; il y a comme un bruit, quelqu'un s'approche, c'est devant, sur ma droite, on me tend la chemise, c'est une femme, je vois sa tête : cheveux blancs, un peu plus grande que moi, peau blanche yeux noirs.» (On ne sait pas si la pièce est éclairée à cet instant ou si cela correspond à une suggestion, Nathalie ayant pu être victime d'une certaine forme de comédie.)
« Elle m'aide à me déshabiller, elle défait ma veste, elle met mes habits sur son bras. Il y a quatre doigts à ses mains. Cela va vite à me déshabiller, elle est habillée en blanc, une robe avec des boutons, pas de couture, il y a un rectangle sur le haut de sa poitrine à gauche : il est gris, il n'y a apparemment pas de signe à l'intérieur. » (Nous avons tenté de confondre Nathalie plusieurs fois lors de ses régressions, et nous avons voulu faire passer ce rectangle pour un carré avec des signes à l'intérieur. Concernant celui-ci, elle a toujours dit la même chose et il nous fut impossible de l'entraîner vers une fausse piste.)
« Elle m'aide à mettre la chemise, et à l'attacher derrière, mes bras sont tendus parce qu'il faut enfiler la chemise. »
« Elle appuie sur un bouton , celui du milieu (il y a trois boutons !), la porte s'ouvre, c'est où il y a la pièce, je commence à m'inquiéter, je regarde partout. »
« Je vois de la lumière et un peu de fumée, cela ne sent rien, je vois mes pieds, une porte s'ouvre, la femme est dans l'autre pièce, derrière moi..., je rentre dans la salle. »
« Elle est fortement éclairée, elle est froide. Je descends vers la salle, car je suis un peu surélevée. »
« Un homme surgit de ma droite ; il est brusque, il m'attrape par le bras. »
« Dans la pièce il y a trois hommes. Ils sont derrière la table, ils m'attendent. L'homme me traîne, je sais qu'ils vont m'allonger sur la table, je glisse, j'essaie de retourner en arrière... »
« Il y a une femme (une terrestre, apparemment !), elle est occupée, elle se dépêche ; moi, je ne veux pas qu'il me traîne. Il y a un goutte à goutte... »
Nous avons là un scénario assez étrange, qui mêle des êtres gentils et d'autres beaucoup moins diplomates. Nous verrons dans la suite du récit de Nathalie que d'autres êtres ont les mêmes caractères, ce qui produit une sensation de malaise, tant au niveau de notre « victime » qu'au niveau des « kidnappeurs », comme si tout cela était en fin de compte dirigé par un tiers que nous n'avons pu encore déterminer.
Quelques mois plus tard :
(Quelques mois après cette séance j'ai pu lire Contacts Supraterrestres, de Jean Sider, dont je conseille la lecture : il est assez troublant de remarquer quelle idée il se fait de l'origine du phénomène OVNI).
Ce sentiment de malaise va d'ailleurs se trouver confirmé avec l'évolution des séances et par l'apparition d'autres événements au cours des mois suivants. Evolution qui aura pour effet de prolonger le phénomène chez des anis de Nathalie et chez des personnes en relation avec l'étude de son cas.
« Elle jette des papiers au sol , elle est en blouse (elle a l'air de se dépêcher, comme une personne qui a beaucoup de travail, cela nous fait penser que Nathalie n'est pas la seule présente en ce lieu et pas la seule à être « invitée » à s'allonger sur cette table. Cela tendrait à confirmer la thèse des enlèvements multiples que l'on peut découvrir à travers différentes lectures ; de plus, nous avons connaissance de trois autres cas survenus à Fontenay-Trésigny et dans les alentours). »
« Ils me soulèvent, me tiennent les bras et les jambes ; je n'arrête pas de bouger, j'ai peur, je n'arrive pas à crier, j'ai très peur, celui qui me tient le bras droit est énervé pas les autres. ».
« Je les regarde, elle s'approche , il me tient le bras (le premier être qui est venu la saisir à la porte), il me fait trop mal, j'ai trop peur, j'ai mal au ventre... »
« Elle m'attrape le menton, j'ai chaud, j'ai peur, je vois une piqûre, cela l'énerve car je bouge... »
« Il me serre fort le poignet, cela fait mal (le premier être), j'ai envie de vomir, j'ai mal à l'estomac, j'ai mal dans mes genoux, je ne les sens plus. J'ai mal au coeur, j'ai froid dans les jambes, mon corps devient dur, j'ai froid, j'ai des fourmis dans les jambes, j'ai mal aux genoux, aux oreilles, j'entends des bruits de ferrailles. »
« Je ne me débats plus, elle ne me tient plus, et eux non plus, je ne sais pas si cela fait longtemps que je suis sur cette table. Elle est froide, cette table, je suis gelée... (long silence), j'ai mal à la poitrine, cela m'étouffe. Cela circule dans mes jambes, je ne sais pas quoi, cela fait chaud, cela monte dans les cuisses, j'ai mal aux bras, dans la nuque, je suis fatiguée... »
« J'ai trop chaud, j'ai la tête qui tourne, j'ai le bras engourdi (le droit), j'ai chaud à l'intérieur de moi. Mon corps est dur. On me met un truc, j'ai mal, c'est trop serré (apparemment elle est tenue par des liens ou sangles), j'ai trop mal aux oreilles, j'ai mal au cou... comme une crampe. »
Les sensations de vide et la durée de ce que nous assimilons à une anesthésie paraissent être très longues. Ce laps de temps fait que Nathalie, malgré plusieurs tentatives, ne se souvient de rien durant cette phase. Il est d'ailleurs étonnant que ceux que nous assimilons à des aliens n'aient pas la possibilité d'occulter totalement la phase de l'enlèvement. A moins, bien sûr, que, comme le propose Jean Sider, tout ceci ne soit qu'une manipulation dont nous serions les « pigeons ».
« Il y a une lumière au-dessus de moi. »
« Il tient une pince, je ne sais pas si c'est du coton, ils font quelque chose à l'intérieur de mon nez (accélération de la respiration de Nathalie avec sensation de peur), il le met dans une serviette, il nettoie mes oreilles, je suis énervée, j'en ai marre ! »
« Maintenant, cela me fait encore plus mal, j'ai mal aux poumons, cela m'étouffe, il a un chariot près de lui, il ouvre une boîte (cela y ressemble !), je vois des serviettes blanches en papier... »
« Il gratte encore dans l'oreille, je ne sais pas ce qu'il met dans la boîte (pas de bruit) cela ressemble à un plastique, il passe un espèce de coton sur mes yeux. J'ai mal à la tête, à la gorge , il regarde dans mes yeux, il se recule, je sens qu'il part, j'ai mal dans toute la nuque. »
« Je suis réveillée, mais j'ai les yeux fermés, elle est là, je la sens... »
« J'ouvre les yeux, je le vois... (l'être qui lors du premier « rêve » lui enfonce quelque chose dans la nuque), les autres, je m'en fous, j'ai la nuque qui est lourde, la tête aussi... »
« Je suis assise, il fait le tour de la table, il me demande si ça va, il s'inquiète pour moi (je ne sais pas pourquoi). Je suis assise sur la table(nous arrivons là dans la phase du rêve qui permit de lancer tout ce travail de recherche), je suis très fatiguée, je les vois, lui et les autres. Il me nettoie le cou, cela sent une drôle d'odeur (que Nathalie n'a pu définir), j'ai une sensation de froid, j'arrive à mieux respirer, j'ai mal à la tête, cela sent trop fort. C'est bientôt fini, il me l'a dit, parce que j'en ai marre. Il touche mon cou, il tâte mon cou, il le frotte, je vois la pince, il s'approche, je commence à m'agiter. »
« Je veux rentrer chez moi, j'ai la jambe engourdie, j'en ai marre. Je regarde autour de moi, je le vois bien, il me regarde, je suis en colère après lui. Pourtant, il est gentil avec moi, il aurait pu m'aider... »
« La porte s'ouvre, de la fumée, on vient me chercher. La personne qui vient est gentille, il y a quelqu'un avec elle, qui appuie sur le bouton, elle me tend la main, j'essaie de descendre de la table, elle est haute, j'ai du mal à descendre. Elle m'appelle, j'ai mal dans le bas du ventre, comme des crampes, je suis en face d'elle. La lumière s'est allumée dans la salle. »
« Je vois le « chef », il me regarde méchamment, ce n'est pas la première fois que je le vois. La lumière est sur lui, c'est vert, il n'a pas l'air content, il me regarde et je ne peux pas bouger, cela m'énerve, il regarde l'autre aussi. » (celui que Nathalie dit être son ami).
« Je regarde le chef droit dans les yeux. Il ne me fait pas peur. La femme terrestre lui parle à l'oreille, il se recule, il parle avec quelqu'un, la femme terrestre n'arrête pas de ricaner, elle a un regard de petite peste. »
« La jeune fille m'appelle, elle veut que l'on parte, je fais une dizaine de pas vers elle, il n'y a personne pour m'aider. Je suis triste, je suis en bas de la pente, je sens les doigts de la jeune fille et j'ai du mal à monter, je me tiens à la rambarde. Elle me tient le bout des mains. Elle est fine, même maigre, avec de long cheveux. Je suis sur la deuxième marche, j'ai envie qu'il vienne, j'ai envie de pleurer (elle parle ici de son sentiment par rapport à « son ami »), la jeune fille m'attire, la deuxième femme me sourit, je suis devant la porte, mais j'hésite à rentrer, je suis triste, je pense à lui parce qu'il est triste, il m'appelle, il ne veut pas que je parte, je ne peux pas rester, il ne peut pas venir. »
« La jeune fille me tient par la main, je rentre, elle appuie sur le bouton (celui du milieu), je me sens mieux, il fait toujours froid dans la pièce, elle m'aide à me retourner, et l'on s'en va. Elle me défait le bracelet en plastique (nous ne connaissons pas son utilité, encore aujourd'hui). Elles ont de longs cils, elles sont jeunes, timides, et clignotent des yeux (terme employé par Nathalie), elles baissent la tête, me déshabillent, je ressens une sensation agréable, je vais bien. On est bien avec elles, je tends les bras, je suis habillée, elles s'en vont derrière moi. Les portes s'ouvrent, je suis contente, lorsque je sors, il est à côté de moi, je suis pressée, il y a une lumière sous la porte, elle s'ouvre, je rentre dans une pièce, il y a trois hommes debout, ils baissent la tête, je fais pareil... »
Nous arrêtons la séance à 01h51 : elle a duré 2 h et 29 minutes. Nous souhaitons faire une synthèse de la situation et voir les différents points du témoignage de Nathalie. Nous l'interrogeons sur son passé. Nous apprenons que depuis l'âge de quatorze ans, elle a des dons de médiumnité, et qu'elle se rappelle avoir eu, très jeune, des saignements du nez (plus exactement, c'est sa mère qui nous apportera ce renseignement).
Quelques jours plus tard, nous reprenons l'investigation par une régression qui débute à l'instant ou nous avons cessé la précédente :
« Je suis dans le couloir, à ma droite se trouve un homme (un ET) on traverse le couloir, il fait sombre, sol sombre mais qui brille, aucune porte sur le côté, juste en face de moi, la porte s'ouvre toute seule, il y a un carré qui s'allume en rouge quand elle s'ouvre. »
« Il me laisse passer la première, les trois hommes sont tous en blanc, avec des chaussures du genre orthopédique, sans lacets ni fermeture éclair. Ils se ressemblent tous, ils sont identiques à ceux qui ont des cheveux sur les joues. Quand j'arrive au centre de la pièce ronde, je monte sur un espace, un rond qui sort du sol, je me sens en apesanteur. Le truc s'ouvre, je descends, il y a comme un bruit sourd dans cette lumière, je me sens émerveillée. » (elle est de nouveau dans le cône lumineux qu'elle compare toujours à un genre de filet), « Je vois le rond qui se referme mais je n'entends presque rien. J'ai une sensation de vitesse, c'est long, je vois un truc blanc, c'est le plafond de ma salle à manger, je suis de nouveau dans mon corps. » (Apparemment Nathalie aurait fait une sortie hors de son corps, phénomène que nous ne connaissons pas actuellement car aucun des enquêteurs n'a de connaissances particulière dans ce domaine. Si des lecteurs peuvent nous renseigner, c'est avec plaisir que nous recevrons leurs lumières).
« Je vois le gars qui me tient la tête, au moment ou je rentre dans mon corps, il repart vers le vaisseau par le même chemin. » (c'est à dire par le plafond ! Cette faculté est extraordinaire, car pour traverser le plafond de Nathalie et se retrouver dehors, il faut traverser deux autres appartements !).
Depuis cette séance, Nathalie a déménagé, mais le phénomène a continué à se manifester, voir même à s'intensifier, sans pour autant se montrer agressif envers Nathalie. Différents témoins ont pu assister à des manifestations qui, après éliminations de diverses hypothèses, apparaissent très étranges et même incompréhensibles. M. Y, l'autre témoin du tout premier incident (celui du 5 juin 1997) subit lui même, depuis la mi-février 98, des manifestations qui perturbent le cours de son existence. Nathalie vient de subir (courant mars 98) des examens dentaires et ORL qui ont révélé une anomalie (déformation interne de l'une des cavités nasales, invisible de l'extérieur). Le médecin auquel Nathalie à demandé l'origine de cette anomalie lui a répondu qu'elle avait dû être opérée. Or Nathalie (nous en avons eu confirmation par ses parents) n'a jamais subi d'opération du nez ! Elle se pose maintenant bien des questions à ce sujet... Nous avons pour notre part la conviction que cette affaire nous entraîne vers un schéma très complexe, où il s'avère nécessaire de prendre contact avec des spécialistes qualifiés. Les études sur les cas d'enlèvements effectuées au USA nous apportent des convictions supplémentaires sur la réalité des évènements. Pour notre part, nous sommes portés à croire que Nathalie pense avoir réellement vécu cette expérience. Elle n'éprouve aucun trouble dépressif, elle paraît normale, cohérente, et comme dirait Leo Sprinkle, son expérience n'est en aucune façon le fruit d'une psychopathologie grave.
Ce qui est extraordinaire, c'est que dans bien des pays, mais pas en France, les ufologues sont très présents, tant sur le terrain qu'auprès des témoins. Ils ont compris que la recherche ufologique nécessite une structure appropriée, et qu'il est souhaitable de partager les informations, tout en respectant la tranquillité des témoins et leur anonymat lorsqu'ils en expriment le souhait.
Nous devons réagir face à cette situation qui risque vite de nous dépasser, voire même d'éliminer tous ceux qui n'auront pas su se préparer. Le tout est de savoir de quelle manière ! Je profite donc de cette occasion pour lancer un appel auprès des lecteurs afin de mettre sur pied une organisation qui puisse faire face à la situation. Voici quelques critères qui pourront permettre à ceux qui le souhaitent de déterminer si le témoin auquel ils ont affaire rentre, ou non, dans la catégone des « enlevés » :
La mention de missing time (de durée très variable : elle va de 15 minutes à plusieurs heures).
La mention de rêves étranges, où entrent en scène des êtres différents de nous.
La mention de changement de personnalité ou l'apparition de certains dons.
La mention de divers symptômes physiques, tels que saignements du nez, douleurs ressenties dans certaines parties du corps (oreilles, nez...).
La mention de souvenir-écran, le témoin se rappelant avoir réellement observé une scène incompréhensible.
La mention de paralysie, ou de mise sous contrôle de la future victime.
Si nous désirons être pris au sérieux par les différents acteurs qui pourront analyser nos « travaux » dans le futur, il est nécessaire de mettre sur pied un protocole de travail qui une fois établi sera valable dans n'importe quelle région de France, un travail qui, je l'admets, peut paraître lourd à mettre en place. Concernant les enlèvements je viens de tenter une approche assez différente de toutes celles que nous avons pu utiliser jusqu'à maintenant, je me suis posé la question suivante : Si les victimes d'enlèvements le sont depuis de nombreuses années, ne serait-il pas possible de se jouer du phénomène tout comme il a l'air de se jouer de nous ? Peut-on d'une manière ou d'une autre prendre les rennes, et contrôler les différentes phases auxquelles nous assistons sans parvenir à contrôler quoi que ce soit ? Personnellement je me refuse à admettre qu'il soit impossible de réagir.
Fontenay-Trésigny :
Références :
l : GEIPIS, 14 rue St Austhaire, 77640 Jouarre. tél : 06 81 38 42 30 ou 01 60 22 89 01. Adresse de Jean-Louis Lagneau : 5, chemin des mulets, appartement 23, 77000 Melun, tél : 06 81 38 42 30.
2: voir LDLN 329, p. 26.
3: Le témoignage de « Nathalie » présente une analogie frappante avec des témoignages brésiliens rapportés dans l'excellent livre de l'enquêteur américain Bob Pratt, UFO Danger Zone, que nous avons évoqué dans LDLN 344 : dans les deux cas, le faisceau lumineux conique qui frappe les victimes est comparé par elles à un filet (« de pêche », précisent les paysans brésiliens interrogés par Bob Pratt).
One of the most ambitious works of paranormal investigation of our time, here is an unprecedented compendium of pre-twentieth-century UFO accounts, written with rigor and color by two of today's leading investigators of unexplained phenomena.
In the past century, individuals, newspapers, and military agencies have recorded thousands of UFO incidents, giving rise to much speculation about flying saucers, visitors from other planets, and alien abductions. Yet the extraterrestrial phenomenon did not begin in the present era. Far from it. The authors of Wonders in the Sky reveal a thread of vividly rendered-and sometimes strikingly similar- reports of mysterious aerial phenomena from antiquity through the modern age. These accounts often share definite physical features- such as the heat felt and described by witnesses-that have not changed much over the centuries. Indeed, such similarities between ancient and modern sightings are the rule rather than the exception.
n Wonders in the Sky, respected researchers Jacques Vallee and Chris Aubeck examine more than 500 selected reports of sightings from biblical-age antiquity through the year 1879-the point at which the Industrial Revolution deeply changed the nature of human society, and the skies began to open to airplanes, dirigibles, rockets, and other opportunities for misinterpretation represented by military prototypes. Using vivid and engaging case studies, and more than seventy-five illustrations, they reveal that unidentified flying objects have had a major impact not only on popular culture but on our history, on our religion, and on the models of the world humanity has formed from deepest antiquity.
Sure to become a classic among UFO enthusiasts and other followers of unexplained phenomena, Wonders in the Sky is the most ambitious, broad-reaching, and intelligent analysis ever written on premodern aerial mysteries.
Today it feels natural to associate “alien abductions” with extraterrestrial kidnappers. But there are many cases over the last few hundred years that have all the elements of alien abduction but without all the aliens. The unusual experience of Jacob Jacobsson, as related in the parish records near Lonmora, Sweden in 1759, is a reminder that abduction scenarios date back well before the arrival of flying saucers and alien pilots, and may have nothing to do with extraterrestrials at all.
The Story
On September 16, 1759, a Swedish crofter sent his 22-year-old son, Jacob Jacobsson, across a nearby lake on a simple errand. After returning the boat to shore, Jacob saw a long, wide road at the place of his departure, one that wasn’t there when he left. Jacob climbed out of his boat, and walked down the road. He soon reached an extravagant red mansion.
The next thing he knew, Jacob was seated on a bench by the door to a large chamber. There was a table in the room, and at the very end, Jacob could see a chubby little man with a red cap on his head. Around him were crowds of little people running in all directions. The little people were proportioned exactly like normal humans, but they were of very short stature.
From the crowd came a beautiful young woman offering Jacob food and drink. When he declined, the little people asked him if he would like to stay with them. Frightened and confused, Jacob prayed to God to send him back to his parents’ house. As if in response, the man at the end of the table suddenly exclaimed, “throw him out, he has such an ugly mouth!”
The next instant, Jacob was standing back on the lake shore, with no sign of the road or the big red mansion. He walked home without incident, but when he got there, he realized there was much more to his experience than he’d thought.
The Aftermath
Jacob’s parents were thrilled to see him again, and told him the whole community had been looking for him for four days. Jacob, however, had only remembered being gone a little while - a matter of minutes - and he wasn’t the least bit hungry or thirsty, though he had no memory of eating. Aside from a general uneasy feeling, Jacob showed no signs of wear.
The incident was recorded by the Reverend Vigelius of the parish of Ramsberg, Sweden, who personally heard Jacob’s testimony in the presence of the parents. Vigelius remarked that the boy was of sound character, and was loved by everyone in the community. He seemed not to doubt the reality of Jacob’s experience, and considered it important enough to commit to paper in the parish records.
Conventional Explanations
With only one record of the event, it’s impossible to eliminate the possibility that the story was a hoax, either on the part of Jacob or Vigelius. However, neither had any motive for inventing the story, and there’s no way to explain how Jacob could have sustained himself for four days without detection by anyone in the community, if he did in fact go missing.
The hallucination theory could possibly account for Jacob’s perception of things, but it doesn't explain his four-day absence. Although it’s possible that Jacob could have been so disoriented from the hallucination that he wandered off into the wilderness, he could have never nourished himself in that state of mind. It’s also hard to imagine any hallucination lasting four days being experienced as only a few minutes, and coincidentally ending, abruptly, exactly at the time when Jacob wandered back to where the hallucination began.
Significance
Jacob’s experience would be easier to write off as a hoax or hallucination if it weren’t for the similarities it shares with other well-documented anomalies, and especially with alien abduction.
First is the presence of “missing time” during the experience. Jacob’s experience is eerily similar to that of Travis Walton, who was missing for five days after a UFO encounter in 1975. The Police and local community searched unsuccessfully for all five days of Walton’s absence, but Walton himself remembered only a few minutes on an alien spaceship before being deposited back near his abduction site.
The beings that Jacob encountered are also strikingly similar to the kinds of beings seen by UFO abductees. It is very common for abductees to recall several smaller, subordinate beings surrounding taller leaders. Whitley Strieber, the famous novelist and abductee, for example, frequently encountered little beings in his experiences, but mostly only communicated with a tall, feminine entity. In Jacob’s case, both the beautiful woman and the chubby man could have filled this interactive, leadership role, and the little people running around the table were like the little aliens that abductees see moving around the alien operating room.
Summary
However we explain the abduction of Jacob Jacobsson, it demonstrates the commonalities between abductions by the fairies and goblins of Medieval European folklore, and more recent abductions by supposed extraterrestrials. Fairies, aliens, or hallucinations, they’ve been with us for a very long time.
Source: Jacques Vallée and Chris Aubeck. Wonders in the Sky: Unexplained Aerial Anomalies from Antiquity to Modern Times. New York: Jeremy P. Tarcher/ Penguin, 2009, 259-261.
Vitko Novi or Victor Kapetanovic (here later picture) from northern Peru worked as an Electrical Engineer in the Central Hydroelectric Plant at Huallanca on the banks of the Santa River in the beautiful Callejon de Huaylas. Then on the march10,1960 he told he exp.this:
"I finished the day of 10 March 1960 in the Hydroelectric Center for Huallanca, see picture- established in a tunnel by those fine masters of modern engineering, in the rocky escarpments of the Peruvian Andes on the right branch of the Rio Santa, Callejon de Huaylas. All of the equipment was functioning harmoniously. I thought that my turn of work for this night, as Chief of Mechanical Operations would pass with no problems nor power failures, those that occasionally occurred because of the heavy rains and violent winds that assaulted those high peaks of the Black Cordillera where the high tension lines transported the electrical energy from Huallanca to the distribution center for the small city of Chimbote, some hundreds of kilometers distant.
Suddenly a sparrowhawk flew above the generators and perched upon a nonferrous overhang in the upper part of the wall. It turned its head agitatedly from side to side. I was surprised by the actions of the bird since the interior of the tunnels and the blockhouse were well illuminated, and it must have come zigzagging among the cables, tubes, and other installations the length of the tunnel which began at the bridge over the Rio Santa and led to the machine room, a distance of 114 meters in rock. The bats, swallows, and other small birds, visited frequently by way of the secondary tunnel though which passed the power cables to the transformer banks, and through which only passed the technicians once every two days when they inspected the functioning of the electrical installations.
Observing the hawk and its unsettled demeanor, I deduced that that was its first visit to the machines room for which it was unaccustomed to the noise produced by the generators. Meanwhile I went to the internal service telephone to notify the operator of the control panel about the unexpected visitor, when the current interrupted and the blockhouse were plunged into darkness. I understood that some strange overcharge had originated some malfunction in the switchboard. I hurried to check on the refrigeration of the high tension transformers, connecting the current of the auxiliary power plant that in these cases of emergency supplied the internal wiring and motor of the water pump furnishing the refrigeration to those machines. I took the hand flashlight that we used when failures occurred, and ran to the patio of the transformers located at the entrance, to confirm that the machines were receiving adequate refrigeration. When I came out of the tunnel I was confronted by a surprise. Despite the current being interrupted for which I expected to find the nocturnal darkness of a cloudy sky, I saw that the surroundings, in a circle of about 500 meters diameter, were illuminated like day.
As the site of the entrance to the Central was almost enclosed by rocky elevated peaks, I could not describe, at first, from where the strange light came. I went forward toward half the distance to a point where I could observe the view of the river below, more open by the separation of the peaks there. As I walked I looked involuntarily toward the horizon. There in the distance a star was shining through a small opening in the overcast sky. That began to clarify in my mind, an idea that that incomprehensible splendor could come from a meteorite fall accidentally in that place, occasioning the malfunction of the power central.
When I got to more or less the center of the bridge there, I discovered that the light was coming from an ovoid object, similar to a gigantic lens, posing on a small platform placed between the union of the Rio Kitaragsa with the Santa. That platform, molded by the channels of the two rivers over centuries of time, took the form of a triangle of unequal sides. It was part of a small plain where they began the work of construction of the Power Central, the tunnels, the blockhouse and the patio for the transformers, having served as an encampment and supply base for materials, until almost all was arrested by a flood in the 1950s.
The luminous apparatus did not surprise me too much, because the sciences of man have advanced with much acceleration and new machines of different forms are appearing every day. But the color and the intensity of the light that it radiated was surprising.
Despite my looking fixedly at that light, my retinas did not suffer any damage;on the contrary, I experienced a very agreeable sensation and desire to continue
observing. Who, when and for what had brought this strange machine and installed it in that place, which seemed to me to be so insignificant?
That was my questioning. I imagined that the Army, with the intent of scientific investigation, had enclosed in some spheroid of glass of color, a reflector of extraordinary potency, for some reason. I put my flashlight out (which I had forgotten about in my surprise) and walked down toward that luminous object. Enroute I passed and checked the refrigeration pumps of the transformers, and assured myself that they were functioning correctly, and then proceeded…
At the end of the patio I encountered the guard on duty, named Quiroz, who guarded the Arsenal at night. I saw him looking as tranquil as if nothing abnormal was taking place. By the tranquility of the guard I began to doubt my psychological state. I felt that my mind had suffered some kind of disequilibrium, and that for that reason I was seeing things not real. This frightened me. "Hola, Quiroz, I thought we were in darkness." I said in a soft tone so as not to give evidence of my alteration.
"Ah, Senor, I saw you, I am more illuminated than if I was in the Plaza San Martin in Lima." Responded the smiling guard. "Do you know what is happening there?" I asked again, taking some steps toward the luminous object. Quiroz grabbed my left arm and nervously said to me: "Senor, If you are afraid; another time they came down there with their flying machine. They are good beings, and don't mean any harm to anybody. You can not imagine how friendly they are, but please leave them alone. They may leave soon."
With the information of Quiroz, I came to make deductions very important to me. The first, was that he also saw what I imagined I was seeing; and the second was that the presence of that inexplicable and rare apparatus was already sufficiently familiar to him, that only thus could I be sure that its crewmen did not harm anybody.
"Listen, Quiroz, please explain better, who has landed there? What do they want here? Did they give you any trouble?" "No, and don't shout, Senor. Speak with a low voice. They don't bother with me. They say they are inhabitants of another world very distant. They come to these heights where there are shepherds. They come frequently." The explanations of Quiroz made me believe that he and I were both suffering a momentary mental unbalance, a product of who knows, but sufficiently strong to see flying discs. That alarmed me, but despite all, I continued advancing.
The horrors, tortures, terrors and destruction of the Second World War, in which I participated from beginning to end, had corroded my opinion such on human altruism, that I could not believe in the existence of any other being more astute than man to confront. As I had learned, 'the attack and defense strategies', I walked without fear toward that gigantic luminous lenticular. Quiroz remained standing, begging me in full voice not to approach the strange machine. Some 100 meters beyond the patio of the transformers, and perhaps 200 feet from the object, I met two beings. They were tall, with proportionate bodies and sloping shoulders. They were dressed in suits of fine finish, well fitted to the body, and of rare color, that at first seemed to shine like the fur of a seal. The one on my left greeted me in my native dialect. I answered in Spanish and continued with a question.
"Who are you and what are you doing here?" "Don't be alarmed my friend, please", and he continued in my native dialect, "We are extraterrestrials, from the planet APU. We come here from space, and when we pass by this galaxy, we visit the Earth, fraternally. We pray you will forgive us, as we will go soon." "Go to the Devil and tell that about 'extraterrestrials' to your grandparents, and see if they believe you, but never return, because with your machine of witchcraft you have provoked the disruption of service and have caused heavy danger to the Siderurgica of Chimbote by interrupting the electrical current."
I spoke thus because with their telling me that they were extraterrestrials, and that they came from another world to visit a place as far removed as Huallanca, I
did not believe any of their words. I thought they could be spies of some technical nation that were joking with me, pretending to pass for extraterrestrials. "Say what you like, but the interruption of the current was not caused by us. Your Central has light. My friend, we ask that you not judge us bad, and pardon us. We will not forget. All for others." They said almost together, turned and returned to their ship.
I observed the machine and saw that it rested on three gigantic supports of beams of light. Each of them terminated in great circular cushions of light of the
same luminosity. A stair that terminated like the landing cylinders joined the center of the lower part of the machine with the upper part. Those strangers ascended that stair and it, retracting itself, carried them to the interior. Then the beams of light that supported the machine also retracted. I heard a soft scarcely
perceptible hiss, like a breeze, and the apparatus rose vertically at first, and then zig-zagged rapidly and disappeared in the clouds above.
"Of what nationality do you think those men are?" I asked Quiroz as we slowly returned to the patio of the transformers. "Those men are not from any country, sir; they just are extraterrestrials, as they said. Above, in the regions of Champara and Milwakocha, the shepherds and the rustic villagers are seeing them always. This is no trick nor novelty, sir." He emphatically contested. "What happened to you, Quiroz?" Is it true that you can believe that they are extraterrestrials? Do you believe what you are saying?" I interrogated in strong tones.
"Pardon, Sir, I will tell you nothing more, but please do not tell anybody about them. They are good men. To expose them would be a mistake." He implored, offended by my comportment. The manor in which Quiroz replied gave me to understand that he wanted to compel me to hide the presence of these strangers. This made me laugh inside, but I said nothing.
Upon taking my leave from him I remembered the phrase "All for others." Which was pronounced by the strangers as they turned to go. It seemed to me rather gracious and released an outburst to full voice. I meditated upon that unexpected encounter and became convinced that those strangers spied on some business in favor of a powerful organization that possessed in secret the marvelous flying machine constructed in the form of a plate, and that they had converted Quiroz to be their accomplice. For this he tried to make them pass for extraterrestrials to deflect my suspicions.
Whether terrestrials or extraterrestrials, their presence was inexplicable. "To tell this would be to fall into ridicule," he said to me, and I decided not to speak of the event to anybody.
Upon entering the blockhouse, the technician of electrical works told me that the disconnect had been caused by a vulture, upon shorting the circuit when it
tried to perch on a post that supported the high tension cables near the distribution center at Chimbote.
TUESDAY, 12 APRIL 1960
The day dawned with a clear sky of a singular blue color. The high peaks of the Ancash Mountains, mostly unknown and unexplored by man, imposed themselves majestically and displayed their folded escarpments. It was a most delightful morning that announced a day quite appropriate for my accustomed excursion through the surrounding heights.
I spoke to a young man names Adrian Perez, an amateur hunter who belonged to a group of maintenance workers that knew all the mountain roads. We met at his house and remembered to explore the Los Cedros Wash at the end of Duck Canyon, going from Huallanca to Caraz, because it contained shepherds and that zone had seen bears and guanacos, animals that are rarely seen in the region of the Callejon of Huaylas.
We departed his house, taking a route by the left bank of the wash that carried the name of the stream. We had been walking almost from morning, ascending toward the peak of the mountain that seemed to touch the sky. By midday we were at the beginning of a plateau, some 4,000 meters above sea level, and decided to rest some few minutes and eat something. During the pause we agreed to advance to the other side of the plateau and later return to our encampment, After recuperating our strength we resumed walking.
The rocks and crags abounded in that place in such manner that we were obliged to leave signs of our passage to be able to return by the same route and not get lost. Suddenly Adrian stopped in surprise, and remained immobile in place and then gave me a sign with his hand to come closer. I went forward some steps, and when I got to him, I looked toward where he was indicating and saw at the center of a small flat area without rocks, the same machine shaped like a deep plate, that I had seen the month before in front of the Hydroelectric Center at Huallanca.
Several weeks had passed since that first night when I sincerely believed that the unknowns were spies, and that had not come to mind since, but when I saw this lenticular form again I remembered that I had thought they must be dedicated to some form of espionage, or something else illegal.
Around the landed disc was a circle of goats and some sheep. At one side of the little clearing I saw several people, men, women and children. I discovered that they were shepherds with their families, and I decided to approach them to see some of their customs and learn how they lived in a place so separated, and at that altitude of 4,000 meters, near the peaks covered with perpetual snow. I mentioned this to Perez and he agreed to participate and so we went forward. On the way, Perez began to tell me that this zone was accustomed to the descent of those flying discs from space, piloted by extraterrestrials, good people who helped the shepherds in many ways. I compared the explanations of Perez with those of Quiroz, and thought that both of them, in some manner, were accomplices of those strangers. I said nothing of what I thought; nor was he paying any attention to what I might say, and proceeded walking forward without speaking. Some minutes later we arrived at the place seen. Around a small rustic home we saw four men seated, three women and four children, and the two strangers that I had seen on that first night at Huallanca when we experienced the malfunction, about a month before.
The strangers smiled upon seeing me, but those residents seemed to be bothered by our presence. One man with a beard stood up looking at me aggressively, and said to me: "What are you looking for here!?" "Nothing, my friend," I said, "We are hunting pumas, and passed this place quite casually. That is all." I said.
One of those extraterrestrials extended his hand to me and I did the same. Then he did likewise to Perez, and this calmed the farmer who opposed our visit. We sat down there around that house with the rest.
The protest of the shepherd who asked me the question and the menacing looks of his companions confirmed my prior thoughts, that all those people were in some way there "conspiring" with those strangers, and for that reason feared their discovery. As it was still day I had no hurry, and I could observe those strangers with greater attention, to be able to discover their nationality. They were tall. By their stature one could not distinguish them from one Earth race or another. The only thing was that their shoulders sloped differently and their figure was well proportioned, but they also had other different racial characteristics that one could believe had been formed by a mix of all the folk of Earth. The form of their faces resembled that of Arabs; the eyes were similar to those of the Mongol race; the nose to those of the Nordics; the beard gave the impression of being of the Hindu type, and the color of their skin was a rosy white.
After these observations I came to the conclusion that the greater percentage of their features seemed similar to the Mongolian race. They both radiated a very agreeable personality, and that induced me to think that this could be one of the races from which those shepherds descended. For some moments nobody spoke. One of the shepherds approached me and in a lowered voice said something. I understood nothing because he spoke in his native tongue, in Quechua. Perez understood the language and turned to me and said: "He said that we must go now, because they do not want us there."
I thought to get myself up to leave, but one of those strangers came over and sat down by me Saying to me: "Stay, my friend; If you would like to talk with us. Perhaps we can clarify some of your doubts with respect to us." "My only doubting relationship with respect to you is, Why are you here? And who do you pursue?"
The stranger smiled again. By his smile I knew that my crude comportment had not caused any bother. Picking up a little stick and observing it he said: "We know that you do not believe what I am going to explain to you. This behavior toward us is natural, because the cells of your being are rejecting us. But we would be thankful if you could stay some minutes with us to converse. Also you need not be afraid, you are armed and we not."
While the stranger spoke I could see that his suit was a coverall, well fitted, with a plate that covered his chest. It had 15 buttons in 3 lines of 5. Around the waist, the ankles and the wrist cuffs, there was a row of small pouches without openings attached to the material like pockets, one closely beside the other, and their shoes were simply the ends of the coverall. The suit had the head covered by a hood, closely fitted, that was a part of the coverall, leaving the face from the forehead to the collar free.
"I see that your friends don't welcome my presence." I said, referring to the shepherds that looked angrily at me. "Don't worry about them, they will not harm you. They are egoistic, or as you say, 'jealous', but not aggressive."
You are thinking that we are terrestrial spies. It is not important. Continue maintaining this thought until your cells come to understand otherwise, which is your right."
With that he stood up. Then with a helmet of delicate transparent material, he covered his head, face and neck. I noted that from the part that covered his ears emerged two small points of brilliant material not more than two centimeters long. For the first time I saw that those strangers covered their faces with a material so transparent that it did not alter in any way their form or color, and this surprised me. The stranger who was seated at my side looked at me and smiled: "This apparatus and those gloves, we utilize only when we make individual flights, without flying machines, to protect the face and hands." He explained.
I answered nothing. Nor did I ask him any question. I looked again at the stranger who was preparing to fly, and saw that he was just putting on his gloves, white as snow. Soon he moved some meters away and pressed one of those buttons on his chest plate. Suddenly I noticed that the small pouches around his waist, his ankles and wrists, began to inflate, taking the form of a truncated cone. I heard a breath of wind very softly, and the stranger rose into the air at great velocity, and disappeared among the clouds above!
I thought that to raise himself at such velocity, he must have used those auxiliary gadgets that proportioned in some form, the propulsion necessary, and that he would return falling, by the use of a parachute. But it didn't happen that way. While I waited for the strange flyer to fall vertically, like he went up, Perez, who was talking with another of the shepherds, came over to me and enthusiastically said: "Look! Over there, Senor!"
I looked in the direction he was indicating and saw the stranger returning, gliding above the trees and crags, flying horizontally at an altitude of some 200 meters above them, like a bird.
I was surprised by such a strange demonstration. Never had I heard or read until then, that any of the scientists had discovered some useful means for persons to be able to fly individually, like birds, without flight machines. The action of the stranger originated in me a great surprise, but this did not change my opinion about the existence of those extraterrestrials, and much less that they were visiting our planet. The foreigner descended like an eagle, without making any sound, and stood at my side.
He looked at me, smiled and said to me: "Tell me, friend, what you have just seen. Can your terrestrials do this?" "How did you do it?" I asked.
"This apparatus that I have around my belt, ankles and wrists are full of positive ions, and when they begin to function we degravitate. This permits us to obtain the velocity desired, and the possibility to realize vertical flight, horizontal flight, or zig-zag, and elevated us and allows us to descend. On APU all of us fly individually. This is one of the procedures we use to move about on our planet, from millions of years ago."
"I don't know what an ion is; nor from where has come the scientific knowledge of man in this sense, but what you have just shown me is sufficient for me to change my opinion that you are utilizing secret inventions by us for which to surprise all that see you, and thus achieve your ends."
The stranger was silent for a moment, and then smiled at me and said: "We come from a planet we call APU, located outside the Milky Way Galaxy. We are protectors of the cells and the life. For this we are traveling through space to aid by different modes the planetary beings, but not to impress (you) with the result that you believe in our existence and 'extraordinary powers'"
He continue with the narration, and told me of the explosion of APU, of the formation of galaxies, of the problems of Earth and of other planets. This as well as many other things unknown to us and impossible to believe rationally. Those stories of the strangers originated in me sentiments of ridicule and sympathy at the same time.
It was already late. We had passed several hours listening to the inconceivable explanations, and I stood up, called to Perez, and we bid Adios to those shepherds. When I said the same to the stranger at my side, he looked firmly into my eyes, and took my hand with emotion and said: "All for the Others"; Then the other came up to me and did the same with enthusiasm. In the same manner they bid goodbye to Perez, and we departed to return home.
On the way I thought deeply on what I had just experienced that day. The demonstration by the strange being, flying horizontally, had impressed me, but not enough to convince me in fact that they were human beings from some other place in space, and that some of them had come here to help the shepherds in the Peruvian Andes.
Then I thought again that a man who had invented such an apparatus to fly individually and used it like those strangers was impressionable. For one moment I imagined that they could have used hypnosis to make me see such unrealizable things. And finally, upon examining the situation, I decided to talk to Perez about this.
"Friend Perez," I said determinedly, "tell me all that you have seen while we were with those extraterrestrials." Could it be that I had remembered all those details?
"Senor, how can it be that you can not account for such rare things? Here it is not so rare to see that they come from other worlds. For many successive years they have been coming here. At first they came in those ovoid machines, like you have just seen. Later they began coming in those others similar to airplanes."
"Then, also, have these strangers arrived in other types of machines?" I asked.
"Yes, sir, and some of those other machines are much faster. About those flying discs, when they rise, one can see them for some moments, until they disappear in the distance. But these that look like little airplanes disappear in an instant without one seeing how. Those are called 'viento' (wind) and for good reason - because they disappear like the wind. When they land they can be seen, but in the majority of cases they arrive imperceptibly. In a moment least thought about, those in the little airplane, appear as if it popped up out of the ground. (comment; supposedly magnetic/optically screened or that they just change the vibration and or enter into the next level/dimension. R.Ø.rem)
"Are you saying that the other machines are not as big as the discs?"
"That is it Senor. Effectively they are little. Smaller than those little airplanes that carry passengers. Some have very strange wings. They are extended and pulled in as they desire, like some birds. Others are like butterflies and some cylindrical, like cigars. Also there are some similar to leaves of Clover; but all, when they rise up, pull their wings to their body. They are fast, such that they disappear without one seeing when or how. In one place the people there that see them think they are machines of the Army, because they look like those little light airplanes, but when we see that they can fold their wings, and these visitors fly about like birds, cure the ill in a most rare manner, make it rain from a sky without clouds, and other such miracles, we believe that they are angels from the skies. They say that they come from a distant planet, APU, who knows. Most of them are the same angels that you have seen. The only thing that we can be sure of is that they are good people, giving aid to all and they do not harm anybody. But who they are and what they are doing here I do not really know for sure."
"And you, Perez, you have seen them before?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes, Senor. Last year I went where an acquaintance lived by the Rio Kitaraqsa, and he took me to see one of those little airplanes that was there momentarily. But the people don't speak of them to anybody. The majority of the residents say that those people come from the sky. They fear that the authorities will become aware of their presence and the Army could come and detain them. The campesinos don't want this to happen!" He said emphatically.
The conversation with Perez confirmed to me once more that the shepherds had mythological beliefs and depended on the flying discs coming from the sky, and for that reason their occupants were friendly. They lent assistance and possessed superhuman powers. We got back home before dark. I did not tell my wife anything about what had happened so as not to originate a presentiment that I was suffering some mental disability. So as not to disrupt the peace of my family life, I decided to talk to nobody about this event.
Some days later Perez brought me reports and daily's of past years, in which the great powers indirectly attributed their paternity to the flying discs. These and the accounts mentioned by Perez on those little airplanes, confirmed still more my opinion that these strangers were spies of some country on Earth, and to avoid being considered an accomplice in a possible crime, I decided to interrupt for some weeks my fondness for hiking and exploring the peaks.
But as time passed, every morning desires to engage in my preferred sport plagued me. Then I decided to revisit those peaks again, going by way of the right bank of the Rio Kitaraqsa again, to places well removed from those where I had met with the strangers previously.
In those days, Perez was on a trip and I could not count on his company, and this worried me. One day before, at work, a youth by the last name of Quispe told me that he knew the routes of the region that I had selected for my next exploration, and he asked permission to accompany me. I accepted his offer and we agreed to make the trip the following Sunday.