A Primer for 2009 - 2010

By Kay Wilson 

A Shared Medical Procedure

My initial recollection of this encounter began with me traveling inside a dark colored, somewhat small craft that had a light beige interior. I saw a window in front of me and for a short time, I thought I was in control of the craft, but I doubt I was really piloting it because I felt quite drugged. I then felt a bump, as if the craft gently stopped against another object, and then the forward movement of the craft ceased.

As soon as we stopped, I looked through a window of the craft and I saw several very strange people around me. They looked like they had been made up to appear human, but they didn’t pull it off. It was as if I were in a B rated movie. The hair on these “people” didn’t look real. They were obviously wearing wigs. It was very strange and almost cartoon like, but no one was laughing.

I was holding a thin, white computer-like device in my hands. It had been given to me earlier when I was onboard the craft. All I remember about it is that it was white and approximately 12-inches by 10-inches square and about ½-inch thick. I saw something silver on it in square shapes here and there. I felt it was some sort of technical or electronic device, but I cannot consciously remember what it was used for.

When I exited the craft, it appeared as if I was in a parking lot in a familiar location, but on some level, I knew I really wasn’t in a parking lot. I walked inside a structure, holding the computer-like device, and although it was very dark inside, I knew my way around. I had been there before and I knew exactly where to go.

I remembered there being a concave room inside this place that was lit up with a very bright white light and there was always a lot of activity inside the lighted area; several Beings, or perhaps people, were inside this concave shaped room. I knew that if I stood next to the entryway (there was no door) that someone would see me and immediately come to me. I stuck my head into the concave shaped room to see what was going on, but it was so brightly lit, I could not see clearly. Then, suddenly, just in front of me, I saw a female Being. (At this point, I do not remember having the computer-like device in my possession any longer.) Although she was wearing a disguise, I knew her. I had seen her many times before. She was a hybrid Being. I had no doubt, whatsoever, about who and what she was.

Her hair was dark brown and perfect; clearly she was wearing a wig. Her eyes were black and large, but not upswept. The last time I saw her, her eyes were a crystal, sparkling, dark blue and she had false eyelashes on. This time, however, I saw her eyes the way they really looked. Her skin was tan and I could see that she was wearing face makeup as part of her disguise because her skin glistened and I could see the tiny sparkles in her makeup that is fashionable to wear these days.

I then saw a very thin, young hybrid female child. She approached us from behind me and from my right side. She was very curious about me and seemed happy to see me and was excited that I was there. Her eyes seemed bright and alive and happy, but her body appeared to be emaciated. She telepathically conveyed the feelings that made me feel she was thanking me for something.

I then noticed that she had all sorts of bumps or lesions on her arms and torso. It looked as if small objects had been implanted all over her body and what I was seeing was scar tissue from the implantations. They were all over her torso and arms, randomly, yet evenly spaced. She looked unhealthy physically, but her eyes had the spark of life and happiness that you often see in the eyes of children.

She telepathically thanked me for helping her. As soon as I felt this – I could feel her emotions and her thanking me – I again looked at her body. The adult female then asked her,

“Shouldn’t you go back to finishing your studies now?”

At this same instant – from the mind of the adult hybrid female – I also heard:

“She will not live long enough to complete her studies...”

It all happened simultaneously; in an instant. There was deep sadness from the adult hybrid. This young hybrid child was going to die, but they had to keep on going. They had to keep hoping, and they had to keep giving the little hybrid female hope. For an instant, I felt so sad and hopeless. Then the little hybrid female went back toward my right and behind me and disappeared into the vastness of the dark room.

It then hit me like a ton of bricks. I remembered why I was there. I suddenly remembered what had just been done to me.

The Procedure

I remember lying on my back and being in an altered state – drugged and controlled in some way. I felt there was someone else in the room with me. There were at least two beds, possibly more. There was a window across the room….

I had all sorts of devices stuck in me. The tops of the devices were shaped like large thorns on a rose. Attached to these, point side down, were three strands of something. One strand was black, one strand was dark blue, and the third strand was dark gray.

These things were all over me; implanted into my arms, hands, legs. I remember pulling some of them out. There must have been 40 of them inside me. When I would pull one of these devices out of the area they had implanted it in, the pain was excruciating. It was as if I was pulling a part of myself out when I pulled the thorn-shaped device out. The pain was very deep and excruciating.

I pulled several of the devices out and handed them to a male, whom I took to be a doctor. All the while, I was struggling against the pain and being drugged or controlled somehow. I couldn’t get off of the table or bed, but I could move my arms and my head and neck. I could partially sit up, but something or someone was keeping me from completely getting off of the bed or table.

After pulling one of the devices out and handing it to the male doctor, I said to him,

“Look at this… this thing has something from me inside of it. Can you analyze it and tell me what it is?”

He looked down at me and he seemed curious that I said this. He then took the small device from me and walked away. I cannot remember what he looked like, other than he was wearing a white lab coat and was thin and tallish.

After he walked away, I suddenly I felt much more controlled and my movements became more restricted. I was lying on my back and a young hybrid female touched my left breast and I telepathically “heard,”

“Oooh – Eeew…”

They allowed her to touch me because she didn’t know what breasts were and she was curious. Although it may have seemed a benign thing for them to do and they were probably teaching her about female human anatomy, it made me feel terrible; as if I were being molested. I don’t remember anything else being done to me, but having to lay there and not have any control – and to be conscious – was terrible.

It was sometime after this when I saw the young female hybrid and I realized that all of these thorn-like devices had been used on me. They took something from my body through the use of the blue, black and gray tentacles or dendrites that went deep into my body. When these devices were removed from me, they were implanted all over this little female hybrid’s body. They appeared as though they had been implanted in her, because of the scar tissue I saw.

I do not think the scars I observed on the hybrid child will be visible for a long time, because some of the devices went inside of me completely and disappeared. I remember trying to pull them out because the longer they were inside of me, the more difficult they were to remove. I think these devices went completely inside of me, collected DNA from my body, and were then removed and implanted into the little hybrid’s body to help save her life. Incredibly, I did not have any marks on me following this procedure so they must have some sort of self-healing or regenerative process associated with them once they are implanted and removed.

Husband Remembers Similar Procedure

My husband Erik remembered a similar procedure being done to him. His memories follow:

I was in a room with 4 single beds. Kay and I were side by side and there was a couple in their 20s in other beds.

The room was white and about 14’x14’. There were two doors: one leading to a hallway with other rooms, and the other leading to a “black room.” There was also a large one-way black-mirrored window reflecting from the black room. I had been in this room. There was a central table, and extremely low lighting. There were Beings in there performing procedures. It was not a sterile room either, and it smelled of body fluids and other odors.

I remember the other man going up to the widow and cupping his hands against his face and the glass while trying to see into the room. I told him,

“You really don’t want to know what’s going on in there.”

The man just looked at me and then sat down on the bed.

I felt my left leg itching and looked down to take a look. At first I thought I had briars or splinters of wood stuck to my skin. I reached down and saw some type of devices that were arranged in a fixed pattern around my leg, below my calf and ankle. There were six rows with six in each row; with three rows on each side, avoiding my shin and Achilles tendon.

I pulled one out and it looked like a metallic harpoon that was about an inch long with barbs at the base of the shank.

I headed for the door to find a bathroom or someplace with more light so I could remove and examine the harpoons. As I went out the door, I turned right, into another room. My vision was blurred, and I quickly realized I was looking into an Orb several inches in front of my face. I was forced to back up into the room with Kay and the others. As I did, I shouted out,

“Look! Look!”

As I moved backward, the size of the Orb reduced in size from about 10” to about 5”. It stayed inches away from my face until I was back in the room. Although I have seen very small orbs in our home before, this one was terrifying; it had a level of intelligence associated with it.

The Orb was clear and round. It had visible energy within it and seemed organic in every respect. It appeared to have a liquid or gelatinous interior and it had mass. It moved silently, without any visible form of locomotion, and changed size as it moved. -- June 2010

The Lesson Plan

This encounter involved a large group of abductees being tested about the contents of a special book. There was a female who stood in front of me. I was aware that she was a doctor; not a medical doctor, but their equivalent of a Doctor of Philosophy. She looked human, but on some level, I knew she wasn’t.

The special book contained instructions about how to save our world and how to save the animals on our planet. Inside this book were also different chapters about various alien related subjects. It was a book about humans and our planet and where we are going, but it was also a book about the Beings. I received a strong impression that we are going to go somewhere and this book contained information to help us prepare for a special journey.

One chapter was specifically about these particular Beings and certain humans traveling with them, but I cannot remember what our final destination will be. I focused on the chapter about where we are going, and I remember tiny writing and a lot of information and symbols. Unfortunately, I cannot remember what the symbols looked like. I also remember the color beige; a yellowish-beige color that experiencers see a lot during their encounters.

I was also shown three to four sets of light pink, almost translucent cards that were part of the book. They were about 1-1/2 inches by 2-inches in size. They were thin, about 1/8^th or 1/16^th of an inch thick. They had a square, slight indentation in them. Although there were not any words written on them, I understood that they were learning tools.

The pink translucent cards appeared blank, but they actually contained a lot of information. They were “thought flash cards.” When you look at these apparently blank cards, you are able to absorb a lot of knowledge in an instant. I thought of it as telepathic knowledge because it was absorbed into our consciousness through a telepathic process. Even though I could not see anything written on them, they contained information. I knew this.

The Lesson Plan was to have us (abductees) provide them with our mental review of the special book. I began my review by telling the Being standing in front of me that I highly recommended the book. She telepathically asked, “Why?” and I went on to tell her what the book was about. As if the thought flash cards were working at that very instant, I received a telepathic message:

“Whenever a family has three children, there is a very high probability that one of the children will be an abductee.”

It was a statement of fact: It is just the way it is. At this point, I became aware that there was more than one Being in my proximity and I replied,

“Yes, I know. I come from a family with three children and I’m the abductee.”

The Beings around me acknowledged this telepathically and they seemed as if they were happy I understood this fact. It would appear they were checking the efficacy of the thought flash cards that I had just looked at.

This information was a given. It was almost as if it was a rule: ”Three children on Earth” = “One will always be an abductee.” My thoughts began to wonder and I supposed what happened when people had more than three children, but I do not know if I received an answer to that query.

I believe there is something special about the number 3. To them, or to me, or perhaps it is a Universal meaning, like the three deities we have: A “Father, Son, Holy Spirit” type of thing. However, this does not account for other religions, such as Hinduism. As I thought about this, I also considered the possibility that this concept has been completely distorted. It could be “Mother, Daughter, Holy Spirit” as well; but, it is something else: it’s not male versus female. Perhaps it is “Father Sky, Mother Earth, and Spirit Universe.” I then began to wonder if it was something more related to the Beings and the hybrids… My thoughts then went back to the lesson.

At one point, everything I learned was so clear. I knew everything in the book because I recited a complete synopsis of each chapter. I am not allowed to keep it in my conscious memory, however, because I talk too much – I share too much publicly. What I do know for certain is this information, that I and others like me have been given, is for the future.

I want to emphasize that I was not in this place of learning alone: There were a lot of other people going through this same lesson plan. When I was finished, I remember seeing another female Philosopher. As I exited the large auditorium like place, I approached her. She had the typical “teacher’s outfit” on from the 1950s. She had whitish gray hair that was styled for that time. She was wearing the glasses with the chain around her neck. She had on a light colored sweater appropriate for the time. She was holding a book and paperwork in the same manner a human would hold them.

This was all orchestrated to make us feel more comfortable. I liked and respected her, but I knew she was not as she appeared. Her appearing as a teacher from the 1950s was done solely for our benefit. She was the “sweet, doting teacher” and we were “the child students.” Whatever information they are teaching us from this special book is not only very important to them – it is very important for us. It may make the difference in our survival as a species. And, these Beings – these “Doctors of Philosophy,” are responsible for making sure we all learn and understand The Lesson Plan well. -- June 2010

Tears From Above

In July of 2010, I suddenly found myself standing inside a structure and looking through a large, glass wall. I have no memory of how I arrived, but I saw several medium-tall Beings through the large pane of glass. They had light tan skin that was slightly wrinkled or mottled, and large black eyes. They were working in a garden area and it was dark.

As if I had gone through a door or moved through the glass itself, I then realized that I was standing outside with these Beings in their garden. They were aware of my presence and some of them looked up at me as they were working. At that moment, I had an instant knowing. They wanted me to see them and to understand what they were doing.

They were using devices that resembled a small dark box with a tube or tubes coming out of each box. They were manipulating the plant life in the garden. I noticed that the “sky” was dark, but I could see everything in the garden just fine. A part of me felt that even though I was in a garden, I was still “inside” somewhere; almost as if the environment around me was artificial. In their garden, I saw heads of cabbage and broccoli and other greens growing, and I watched as these Beings used tubes and other devices to manipulate the plants. I then received a telepathic message. They said,

“There are too many humans on the planet…”

At that instant, I realized they were manipulating certain plants in order to quell the number of humans on Earth. I got a strong impression that whatever they were doing with the plants was how they were going to quell the number of humans.

It was amazing to see these Beings doing this. They were aware of me and they wanted me to see them and to understand what they were planning. I did not feel threatened by them. There was not much emotion – they told me they were going to do this in a matter-of-fact manner. There was no anger or anything. Their attitude was: “This is the way it is.”

At this moment, I felt they were aware of the oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico.

Spiritual Tears

My next memory was of lying down and trying to sleep, but I wasn’t in my bed. The bedding materials were made out of a dark brown muslin type of fabric. The pillows were different. I seemed to be in a completely foreign place. More terrestrial and similar to what I would imagine a palace in India might look like.

There was a male Indian spiritual type person next to me. He was wearing white and I detected a bit of gold on his clothing. I believe he was wearing a small white turban, but I’m not completely sure. I was lying on my stomach sleeping and when I awakened, he was sitting on, or floating just above the edge of the bed as if he were watching me sleep or waiting for me to awaken. I lifted myself up to look around and when I looked over toward him, I felt three or four drops of liquid drip on me. When I looked at the fabric I was laying on and saw the wetness from the drops that had fallen from above me, I said,

“Look at this. Where did this come from?”

At that moment, there was another instant knowing and I experienced a feeling of despondency. What I saw were tears and they came from above. The Indian was in telepathic contact with me and he was telling me that someone from above was crying for the human race.

Crying for Humanity

Crying for Humanity is the title I gave an encounter I had one memorable day in July of 2006. Yet, here it was, four years later, and again, another July, and another message to me involving the human species. I have once again been told or shown that “they” or “someone” is crying for the human race. The experience in 2006 – and the reason I wrote my e-book – was because of the message I received from the red-headed Grey who appears on the cover of I Forgot What I Wasn’t Supposed To Remember. She telepathically relayed to me, along with several other abductees I was standing with, the following:

“They are coming and if they find out who or what you really are, you will be slaughtered. Your clothes and your identity…everything that makes you who you are has to change.”

They are telling me that some one(s) or some thing is coming for the human race; but what is it? Who are they?

Is the Terminology Correct?

“Quell” is the term I thought I received when the tan Beings communicated with me telepathically and it is the term I used when I wrote about this experience the following day as I transcribed it into my journal. It was not “Cull.” If I, in fact, used the correct terminology, then this could mean the lesser of two evils. However, when I look at the meaning of these two words and compare it with what the tan aliens said to me while they were tending their garden, “There are too many humans on the planet,” it makes me extremely uncomfortable, to say the least.

Meanings for Quell:

·  squelch: suppress or crush completely; “squelch any sign of dissent”; “quench a rebellion”

·  overcome or allay; “quell my hunger” ·  A spring or fountain; To overpower; to subdue; to put down; To quiet; to allay; to pacify; to cause to yield or cease; To take the life of; to kill; To be subdued or abated; to yield; to abate

·  quelled - subdued or overcome; “the quelled rebellion” “an uprising quenched almost before it started”; “a squelched rumor”

Meanings for Cull:

·  remove something that has been rejected; “cull the sick members of the herd”

·  pick: look for and gather; “pick mushrooms”; “pick flowers”

·  the person or thing that is rejected or set aside as inferior in quality

·  Culling is the process of removing animals from a group based on specific criteria. This is done in order to either reinforce certain desirable characteristics or to remove certain undesirable characteristics from the group.

·  A selection; An organized killing of selected animals; To pick someone or something; To take someone or something (from somewhere); To select animals from a group and then kill them in order to reduce the numbers of the group in a controlled manner;

Looking at this Positively

If I look at this in a positive way and consider what these Beings told me while tending to the plants in the garden –  to quell humans because there are “too many on the planet” –  might mean they are going to manipulate certain food plants, (cabbages, greens, etc,) in order to feed us or “quell our hunger.” Were they were telling me that they are going to help the human race?

On the other hand, there are several negative meanings to the term quell. In addition, the red-headed Grey used the more unambiguous term, “slaughter” to describe what she and her kind believe is coming. You cannot get any more explicit than that, and this would imply something terrible is in store for the human race.

Out of the nine basic definitions for these two terms, the only positive possibilities are: (Quell) “overcome or allay;” “quell my hunger, “a squelched rumor,” and (Cull) “pick: look for and gather.” The other five, of course, are terrible to even contemplate.

Timing Important?

This encounter that I titled Tears From Above and its message came about two weeks after the previous encounter, The Lesson Plan, and I wondered: Could they be related?

“This special book contained instructions about how to save our world and how to save the animals on our planet. Inside this book were also different chapters about various alien related subjects. It was a book about humans and our planet and where we are going, but it was also a book about the Beings. I received a strong impression that we are going to go somewhere and this book contained information to help us prepare for a special journey.”

It is probable these two encounters are related to one another. In The Lesson Plan, it appeared that a lot of people, most likely abductees / contactees / experiencers – call us what you will – were being instructed and prepared for a very important event. Then two weeks later I am told specifically that “There are too many humans on the planet” and left to believe the human species is to be quelled.

If it is the abductees who are going to be taken off the planet – is there any way we can help those we love, including our beautiful planet and its other inhabitants, who may be left behind? On the other hand: What if one of these groups of Beings has ulterior motives and abductees are only being led to believe they are here to help us? Will anybody care when we are taken away? Will anybody notice? -- July 2010

Notes:

Quell versus Cull

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British Underground

I learned about the case of British Councillor Adrian Hicks from retired journalist Dave Haith on October 6, 2009. In the winter of 2004, Mr. Hicks had an incredible sighting of an unusual looking female as he was walking down Winchester High Street in England. From his descriptions of her and the artist’s interpretation of what he saw, I believe what he saw was most likely not a human being, but a possible alien-human hybrid. This affected Adrian Hicks deeply, as is the case with everyone who encounters these Beings. Quoting Hicks:

“...my life has not been able to be the same ever since that day; some days I wish it never happened so I could live my life as any other person, but knowing what I saw leaves me unable to do such a thing!" (1)

On October 20, 2009, I had an encounter experience that left me feeling as if a particular group of Beings were trying to tell me that Councillor Hicks did in fact, see what he claims to have seen. I shared part of this experience with Dave Haith the day after it occurred in an email for documentation purposes because we had been communicating with one another about this case. However, I did not go into a lot of detail with him. My main reason was because I was deeply affected by the timing of my encounter, the email exchanges I was having with Dave, and Councillor Hicks’ experience.

Part of my email to Dave Haith follows:

“I know this is going to sound incredulous, but I had an encounter sometime between the hours of approximately midnight and 5:00 a.m. (10-20-09) I am somewhat shaken because I was told I was in an ‘underground city’ in England; what I was led to believe was near London, but that can't be possible, right? London has its own underground. I visited and traveled on British Rail during a visit in 1985. This place didn't have a rail system or trains, but it was underground.”

“I wrote four pages of what I remembered in my journal this morning. The longer the day progresses, the more stressful I feel. It is the usual aftereffect of an experience. None of the typical things were done that one normally hears about associated with this subject - it was more like a tour of this city…. I have a strong feeling that my being taken there was a message - that it has something to do with the conversations we've had over the past week and my interest in a particular case. In fact, I feel this very strongly. It was as if they were telling me, ‘Yes - what [Hicks] saw was real and this is where we live,’ or ‘This is the place.’ I know this sounds absurd, but this is what happened. Coincidentally, I was going to write my thank you to the C. today, but I'm too distracted by this experience and I'm physically exhausted.” (2)

Parts of this experience are so clear it still amazes me to this day. After I was returned at approximately 5:00 a.m., I was humming David Bowie’s Down In The Underground from the movie Labyrinth and I was humming that particular song for a reason: It was to help me remember where I had been. (3) The following account is based on my notes that I wrote in my journal:

The Tour

My husband, Erik, and I were taken to an underground city in England. There was a sky, but not a sky. We were underground and the lighting was very different. It was not like having a sun at all, but there was dim lighting. When we first arrived we just stood there next to a Being who was standing to my left. Erik was to my right. The area we were standing in seemed like a rather busy place, but it didn’t look anything like the tube system in London or thereabouts. I’ve been to London and several villages in England and this place didn’t have a rail system and it didn’t look British. However, that is where we were. It was something we knew and were aware of. When we first arrived Erik said,

“Well, what do you think about this? We are able to get from the U.S. to England and back again in less time than it takes to drive to Houston!”

My feelings were of how wonderful it was and how amazing it was that we traveled there so quickly. My impression was that we traveled from the U.S. to England in approximately 20 minutes. I do not remember the act of traveling to this underground city, but I do remember parts of the return trip, which I will include at the end of this encounter.

After we arrived and we were taking in our surroundings, I asked the Being to my left,

“How many pets can you have here?”

He replied, “Four.”

It was at this moment I realized this Being next to me was telepathic. The city we live in has a limit on the number of pets and he took this information from my mind. I could see that I wasn’t going to be able to hide anything from him.

We began walking through the city accompanied by this Being. There was a lot of activity occurring down there. I found it amazing that this place existed, and in England of all areas. My feelings were that we were underneath the City of London because I kept thinking:

“London, but this can’t be London because they already have an Underground and it doesn’t look anything like this place.” (4)

We then reached an area where there was no light and we were given unusual lights to help light our way. I say “we” loosely. It was at this point when I realized there was at least one other female with us and she was very petite. She may have been a child abductee or she may have been a hybrid. We were walking in single file and she was walking in front of me and I only saw her from the back. And, I’m almost certain we were wearing what we went to bed in. I was in my nightshirt and this other female was wearing something similar; something very simple.

The objects we were each given were floating ovals. They were blue with little faint streamers of lights or energy inside of each oval. The lights moved and seemed to be alive. Each of us held three of these lights to help light our path through this darker area of the city. They were so different from anything I had seen before. They did not look as if they would give off much light, but they lit our path quite adequately. As we held our lights, each of the three lights seemed to move in three separate directions as we walked. Of the three ovals I was holding, one light was in an upward position and in front of me. The middle light was to my left, and the third light was to my left and slightly behind me. The lights moved as if they had their own life or program, seeking out the darkest areas and lighting those for each of us as we walked. I thought to myself,

“These lights are so amazing. I’m going to have to take one of these
home with me.”

When we reached our destination, the floating lights automatically lost their energy. As mine lay on the ground, I saw that they were indeed blue and I studied one. It appeared to be made out of a thick, rubber looking substance and there was no longer a tether attached to it. I was thinking that they looked similar to balloons, but they weren’t really balloons because they seemed almost alive when they were lit up. I was disappointed that mine no longer had the beautiful lights inside of it. I began thinking that I would sneak one of these devices back with me and see if I could make it come alive again, and as soon as I had this thought, the male Being sternly said to me in a telepathic “voice,”

“You are not permitted to take the lights home with you.”

The Food Station

My next memory was of walking with Erik and approaching a food area with a counter-like table. No one was behind the table. A female with dark hair approached me from my left and she walked up to a square machine that was sitting on the table. She took a stick of some sort and stuck it inside the square machine, and it created what looked like a dark brown spun sugar substance that appeared as if it was made out of swirled glass or hardened glass noodles. However, swirled inside with the glass looking strands were small dark brown squares of another food substance. The squares were brown in color and about ¼-inch in size and appeared to have the texture of firm tofu.

There was another machine to my right and I watched as Erik took a stick and made him the same meal, and while he was making it, he said,

“I know this ___ hash is supposed to be food for aliens, but I don’t care. I’m hungry.”

It was not a meat substance, but he referred to it as some type of hash. We are both vegetarians and we would not eat meat, even in an abduction situation. Unfortunately, neither of us can remember the exact word he used to describe the hash.

The first image (below) is what the hash looked like after it was spun onto the stick. The middle image is spun glass, which is similar to what the strands looked like close-up. The third image is of spun sugar with a creampuff inside. This is also representative of what I saw, except the creampuff (or tofu-like substance) should be a darker brown.

I looked down at the food station again and noticed what appeared to be a blueberry substance and a black bean substance. They looked like pastes and they were spread on top of wafer like things that were square and thin. I reminded myself of the resemblance to blueberries and black beans so I could remember their food because I’m very interested in what their diet consists of.

As I watched the female and Erik prepare and eat their food, I kept thinking,

“I don’t have any money – I’m never going to be able to afford this food.”

Suddenly, that was no longer a concern. I believe this information was relayed to me telepathically by the female with the dark hair who was standing next to me. It was an instant knowing.

“Nothing cost anything. If you need to eat, you simply go to one of these stations and eat. We do not use money and we do not make anyone ‘pay’ to eat in order to survive.”

I got the feeling that the concept of humans making people pay for food in order to stay alive is unfathomable to them. My attention went back to the table. I studied the food and although it didn’t look appetizing, it was nutritious and would keep us healthy. I was looking forward to eating some of the wafers with the paste-like substances on top, but I do not remember actually eating anything while I was there.

We turned to our right and continued to walk through the city. It was dark, but we could see well enough to get around. It is difficult to describe exactly what the ground looked like because of the lack of light, but when we were walking with the floating lights, that particular area looked like a cave. I saw stones or rocks along both sides of the walls and it looked as if we were walking through a tunnel. At times the ground looked earthen and at other times it looked like concrete or stone. In addition, the ground was firm and even, not jagged or bumpy as a rocky surface would be.

Although there were a lot of people or Beings and activity, I cannot describe exactly what I was seeing. I think this is because I was not really certain of what I was looking at. There seemed to be a lot of movement, as in some sort of vehicles moving about or back and forth, and a lot of movement of other Beings or people, but I cannot consciously remember what they looked like, except for one.

The Female Hybrid

My next memory was approaching a somewhat large sterile looking room. I remember the contrast between being outside, yet still underground, and then entering this area. It was as if the outside was indeed a cave or underground area, and within this place were rooms or other areas that had been built into the walls of the cave or into the earth using advanced technology.

At the end of the room was a rectangular shaped object with all sorts of tubes connected to it. Tubes and equipment made up most of this device, which I later learned was a waste processing machine.

A female Being, who had been standing on the other side of the waste processing machine, approached me. She stood about five feet tall and had white-blonde, straight hair that came just above her shoulders. She had delicate features. She seemed very familiar to me and when I looked at her, I felt she was a hybrid. She very much reminded me of another hybrid I had seen before. She was petite and she had that look or expression on her face that I’ve seen so many times. It may have been a feeling I received telepathically, but it was a look that is both mischievous and superior. Like many hybrids I have encountered, she seemed so much more intelligent than me, but she was also child-like in a way: superior, child-like and mischievous.

She was wearing a white or light colored body-suit. I saw no markings on it; just white, like her hair. The one thing that stood out about her is that she looked similar to the female that Councillor Hicks saw in Winchester High Street in England. I am not saying they were indeed the same Being, but something about her made me think about Councillor Hicks and the Being he saw. I am also basing this on my belief that the Being Councillor Hicks witnessed was wearing eye coverings or sunglasses to hide her large eyes. At least, that is the impression I received when I saw the artist’s rendition of her image.

The male Being who was to my left when we first arrived was taller than I and stood at least six feet tall, maybe a bit taller. He was as tall, if not a little taller than Erik. Unfortunately, I do not remember anything else about him since he always stood off to the side and just out of my visual range. Peripherally, I could see him standing to one side or the other, but I do not remember him allowing me to see his face.

Returning Home

The return trip back home involved me seeing objects that looked similar to cars but I was aware they were not really cars. There was a red one and a gold one, but there was something unusual about them. Even as I looked at them, I knew there was something very unusual about them. They were smallish and rounded and they floated.

I looked out of a window and out in front of me, several yards away, I could see Erik inside a gold “car.” I watched as it floated and rotated and turned on its axis. As I watched it, I realized that no car could really do that and that we were really inside of their craft. I was inside a different craft and when I saw the craft that  Erik was inside of rotate in the manner that it did, I knew that we were traveling back home. Erik and I were leaving the underground city and we were not inside the same vehicle or craft. I saw Erik look back toward me and he seemed apprehensive. I was trying to maneuver the one I was inside of, but I don’t think I really had any control over it. This was the end of the experience. We were being taken back home.

Expert Witness

I wrote in my journal describing how I felt about being there:

“I’m wondering now – could this actually be an underground base of some sort? Why have I never considered the possibility that there is an underground base anywhere in England? Clearly, there is some sort of underground city there.”

I began thinking about Councillor Hicks’ experience in 2004 when he saw the unusual female Being in Winchester High Street. When I mentally put this together as I was writing in my journal, my first feelings were apprehension, followed by a strong feeling that these Beings had taken Erik and me there for a reason. We were given a tour of this city for a reason. I felt they were telling me:

“See? It’s real. He’s telling the truth.”

What is remarkable about Councillor Hicks’ description of this female was her gait. Having worked as an orthopaedic technician at the Royal Hampshire County Hospital for 35 years, he would be an expert witness to describe her gait, which is what he did. He described her gait as being very different from a human’s; indeed, he said it would be impossible for a human to walk or move in the manner this female walked. This was of great interest to me because I have witnessed the gait and movements of several different Beings and when I heard Hicks’ description of her gait, it was one of the most important details he could have provided us. No human can move or walk the way some of these Beings move. Due to our bone structure, it is simply impossible for humans; and most importantly, it would be impossible for another human to mimic this movement. I now suspect that Councillor Hicks was chosen to see her that day because he would be one of the most qualified witnesses in that entire city: In other words, he was their “expert witness.”

Why Now?

I did not feel comfortable sharing the details about this place until now, and I have not shared everything I saw there. I also do not want anyone, especially Councillor Hicks, to feel that I am injecting myself into his incredible experience because that is the last thing I would want anyone to think. I am simply an abductee who is making this public because I feel these Beings wanted me to. I will admit, however, that I am eight months late in doing so. It took me some time to process what I saw, and I did not want to rush to any conclusions. I am aware of the potentially enormous implications this case has for disclosure. I believe this case is an important step toward that end.

I would like to take this opportunity to publicly thank Councillor Adrian Hicks for going public with his sighting of this Being and for the work he has done toward disclosure over the past several years. It would be refreshing if other public servants, especially those in the U.S., would show the same bravery Councillor Hicks has shown.

I would also like to express my thanks to retired journalist Dave Haith for informing me of this case, as well as Colin Andrews for keeping us updated via his Web site and the official Web site of Councillor Adrian Hicks. For important links and more information, please read my notes below.

NOTES

(1) Councillor Adrian Hicks: The Event  http://www.councillorhicks.co.uk/

“Councillor Hicks, an orthopaedic technician in the A&E department at the Royal Hampshire County Hospital for some 35 years, said he saw the creature at about 1.30 p.m. on a Saturday in late January or early February 2004….” The Daily Echo. http://www.dailyecho.co.uk/news/4232255.A_close_encounter_with_an_alien_in_Winchester/

Andrews, Colin. The Winchester Cluster.
http://www.colinandrews.net/UFO-Councillor-Hicks4.html

Haith, Dave. Vote For Hicks And Alien Disclosure!
http://www.colinandrews.net/UFO-Councillor-Hicks4.html

Artist’s impression of the humanoid seen in Winchester High Street, England. Published on Colin Andrew’s Web site Courtesy Adrian Hicks. http://www.colinandrews.net/UFO-Councillor-Hicks4.html

(2) Partial private email to Dave Haith from Kay Wilson.

(3) Lyrics: To David Bowie’s Down In The Underground

http://www.stlyrics.com/lyrics/labyrinth/underground.htm

(4) London Underground http://www.visitlondon.com/areas/tube/

The Christmas Message

Are Corporations and R&D Universities affiliated with DARPA
responsible for the abduction of humans? Are they the real “MILABS?”

December 25, 2009

On Christmas Eve, I was sleeping restlessly between 1:00 a.m. and 3:00 a.m. At approximately three o’clock in the morning, I heard the sound of a helicopter. I immediately got out of bed and ran to the window. I waited a few seconds and watched a helicopter fly directly over our house and back yard. It had two very large spotlights on the bottom of it. They were flush-mounted, which I thought was unusual, and they were very bright and pointed downward. I had to squint for a moment while it passed overhead because the lights were so bright. During this entire time, my husband lay sleeping soundly in bed. (1)

The next thing I knew, I was in the presence of what I perceived to be two male hybrids and a female hybrid. As is often the case with these Beings, they telepathically toyed with me. It was emotionally painful, but once they achieved the desired emotional effect, my time with them was abruptly over. I am not publishing this part of the encounter because it does not offer any new information that would aid in the study of these Beings or the interpretation of this experience.

The Mantis

My next memory was being outside in our back yard. I picked up a branch of sage with a baby praying mantis insect on it. I took it to another area where I thought it would be safer and I placed the branch with the tiny praying mantis there. Then I saw that there was another praying mantis a short distance away, but this one was about a foot tall. I looked at it and saw that it had very small teeth. Worried that this larger insect would eat the baby insect, I had to relocate it. As I moved the larger praying mantis away from the baby I saw its face, then its eyes, and then I realized it was really a human-sized praying mantis Being.

It was a male and he was standing next to me. He stood taller than I, and as I studied him, he began to appear almost human. I could still see the bony ridge around his eyes, but he was able to somehow project a screen image of himself appearing much more human that he really was. I began to talk to him and he responded to me. Everything I asked him, he responded to. I spoke to him and he spoke back to me in perfect English. I said,

“I didn’t know you could talk.”

He replied,

“We are not normally given the opportunity by humans to say much of anything.”

I then asked him several questions and I was amazed that he answered each of my questions. Unfortunately, I cannot remember everything I asked him.

One set of questions I do remember asking him was:

“Who is backing or causing the abductions? Who is financially responsible here on Earth for the abduction of so many humans? Who is backing the abductions?”

He replied,

“There are several private organizations and one government organization.”

He said DARPA was the government organization that was abducting people or was funding the abductions. The male Being then gave me a URL – he said,

“I want you to visit this blogger’s site.”

There was suddenly a computer screen near me and when the URL was entered, a page came up on the screen and I seemed to know who or what it was all about. The name that was associated with it was Boyce. Then I saw it as “Boyce Zoo.”

Suddenly, my surroundings changed and I found myself with a female with dark skin. We were standing in a city and I saw several African Americans. We were standing outside of the City’s Zoo. She then looked at me and said,

“You have come full circle…It was always about taking care of the animals. That is what is important and why you are here in the first place.”

When she said this, I felt overjoyed to the point of almost crying. It was a very emotional feeling. What she meant was that Erik and I, and certain other humans, are here on Earth because our job is to care for the animals here.

My surroundings then changed again. A man dressed in militaristic type clothing walked out on a stage that I was standing on, and there were several people around him. This seemed rather theatrical, but he wanted to make a point. He was lecturing a crowd of people. He said, in a very forceful voice:

“There are great dangers in placing Beings who perceive themselves as being superior to other life forms on the same planet with them…this leads to chaos and destruction.”

It was clear that he was referring to humans and the way they treat the other life forms on our planet. He was very angry and he was lecturing about how dangerous and destructive humans are to the other life forms on Earth. The last thing I remember him saying was,

“They think they are gods to other life forms and this should never be allowed.”

The emotions I felt from him were very strong and his message was quite clear, perhaps because it was telepathic and during this type of communication, much more information can be transferred than can be done by simple vocal language. What I came away with was this: Our actions are completely unacceptable and their species is going to put an end to our behavior. They are planning to make us pay for the way we have treated the other species with whom we share our planet. These were my last thoughts and memories I had about this encounter.

Before I go into my research results regarding this event, it’s important to note that this Being used the term “placed”  when referring to humans, as in, we were placed here by someone or some thing. I find this statement very intriguing. What he is saying is that we do not belong here. I am not going to elaborate on this or analyze it further; this is merely an observation. These are his feelings, not mine. Time will tell if they decide to do anything. I’m not going to hold my breath however, because most of the time they lead us to believe they are going to do something, or they are going to disclose their presence, they never do.

Another point I need to bring up is the fact that this encounter occurred a little less than five months before the devastating oil spill in the Gulf of Mexico. If they feel this way, why did they not prevent that from occurring, or at least stop the leak after the oil rig exploded? They’ve had weeks to do something, yet they did nothing, and have not acted for the benefit of the other species we share our planet with. If these Beings can travel to our planet, then certainly they have the technology to stop this oil leak. Once again, another travesty is occurring on our planet while these Beings sit back and watch.

DARPA, Boyce Thompson and Cornell University

The term “zoo” may have a duel meaning to some of these Beings. In my free e-book, I Forgot What I Wasn’t Supposed To Remember, I had an encounter during which robed Beings wearing hoods referred to humans as hamsters in a zoo. (2) The idea of showing me a zoo may really be the manner in which these Beings perceive us. It’s not a very flattering thought, but perhaps they perceive humans on Earth as a type of zoo environment. We are the animals and Earth is our cage.

An Internet search for “Boyce Zoo” did not revealed an old blog by a “Chris and Cait Boyce” about their “Boyce Zoo,” referring I believe, to their interest in animals and their own personal “zoo” of pets they had acquired. Their blog is no longer active. (3) [To read an update on this search, please read my addendum in the notes section.]

When I did a general search on the word Boyce, I found Boyce Thompson Institute for Plant Research. The image below is similar to the building I saw when I was standing outside of the “City Zoo” when I was with the female Being who had dark skin. It is also similar to what I saw on the computer screen, except that I saw dark green on black with some other details on the building. This is a photograph of the original building the Boyce Thompson Institute was located in. As an aside, the Lamont Doherty Earth Observatory‎ is located nearby.

http://www.hudsonvalleyruins.org/yasinsac/thompson/thompson.html

Boyce Thompson’s mission statement is: “To advance and communicate scientific knowledge in plant biology to improve agriculture, protect the environment, and enhance human health.” (4)

After perusing this site, I thought this might be what the female Being was referring to. I think I may understand why these Beings are concerned considering some of our advances in plant genetics. There is no telling what the outcome will be on our planet if scientists continue to change the genetic structure of a variety of plants. I can only guess at what these Beings’ knowledge of genetics is, but my feelings are that they are far superior to ours. And, these Beings’ intentions in showing me this information may have been about something going on at this institute that is being kept secret and is, perhaps, not so positive at all.

I decided to search the Boyce Thompson Institute for Plant Research’s site and enter in the acronym DARPA and found some very interesting projects they have funded. The information the Being told me concerning DARPA was not surprising to me, given their relationships with certain industries. I also searched DARPA’s Web site and found a program titled MANTIS, which I found to be possibly relevant in light of the fact that a mantis Being relayed the information to me.

The Technological Battlefield

MANTIS is an acronym for “Multispectral Adaptive Networked Tactical Imaging System.” The mission for MANTIS as stated on DARPA’s Web site is:

“The MANTIS program will develop, integrate and demonstrate a soldier-worn visualization system, consisting of a head-mounted multispectral sensor suite with a high resolution display and a high performance vision processor (ASIC), connected to a soldier-worn power supply and radio. The helmet-mounted MANTIS Vision Processor will provide the soldier with digitally fused, multispectral video imagery in real time from the Visible/Near Infrared (VNIR), the Short Wave Infrared (SWIR) and the Long Wave Infrared (LWIR) helmet-mounted sensors via the high resolution visor display. The processor adaptively fuses the digital imagery from the multispectral sensors providing the highest context, best nighttime imagery in real-time under varying battlefield conditions. The system also allows the video imagery to be recorded and played back on demand and allows the overlay of battlefield information. MANTIS will exploit the existing soldier radio network and provide soldier-to-soldier sharing of video clips viewed as picture-in-picture on their helmet mounted displays. MANTIS will ‘regain the nighttime advantage’ and ‘exploit the net’ to provide the individual soldier with unprecedented situational awareness.” (5)

MANTIS is listed under the more general category of “Sensors and Processing” on DARPA’s Web site. One of the more interesting paragraphs under this heading reads:

“IPTO develops and demonstrates system concepts that combine novel approaches to sensing, sensor processing, sensor fusion, and information management to enable pervasive and persistent surveillance of the battlespace and detection, identification, tracking, engagement and battle damage assessment for high-value targets in all weather conditions and in all possible combat environments.” (6)

Is It About Abductees?

What, if anything, does the MANTIS technology have to do with abductions? Such a device could be used by the MILAB/REAB personnel in order to give them an advantage. Melinda Leslie has seen similar devices in use during her MILAB-REABs, and by visiting DARPA’s site, you can see that the technology has come a long way since Melinda witnessed these devices in use. (7)

According to a BAE news release, there is also a “killer drone” or UAS (Unmanned Autonomous System) called Mantis, manufactured by BAE Systems with its first scheduled test to have been completed in 2009. (8) This is obviously a dead end. Surely this has nothing to do with abductions.

With as much funding as DARPA has at its disposal, it would not surprise me if the mantis Being was telling me the truth about their involvement in funding certain types of abductions, most likely, those in which other humans are being described. And, if some humans really are working with certain aliens, which I highly suspect is occurring, then what he told me makes even more sense.

Seeking Assistance

One of the reasons I decided to publish this is so other people, who know more about these institutions and the work they do, can look into this further; if there is indeed anything further to look in to. Is there a connection between DARPA, Cornell University and Boyce Thompson Institute for Plant Research? I would answer that with a resounding YES. Is it related to abductions by alien Beings or abductions by our fellow humans? That, I can’t answer yet. If you have any personal insight into these institutions, which is related to this subject and that you would like to share, I can be reached via permissions at my Web site.

NOTES

(1) I have done many image searches for the type of helicopter I saw with the two large flush mounted lights underneath it and I have not been able to find one that looked like what I saw.

(2) I Forgot What I Wasn’t Supposed To Remember, Chapter Twenty-Three, “September 11, 2001.” http://www.alienjigsaw.com/The_Books/I_Forgot_What_I_Wasn%27t_Supposed_to_Remember.pdf

(3) Addendum: Thanks to Steve Talbott of FamousAliens.com I discovered that there is indeed a blog that incorporates the name Boyce in it. It is http://www.boycecollege.com/resources/. However, it is a heavily religious based blog, which I do not feel is applicable to this encounter. Although I consider myself to be a spiritual person, I am not religious and there is nothing on this site that I find applicable. Mr. Talbott also located a Zoo in Boyce, VA for me, and when I went to that site, I was amazed to see that the name of the zoo is Wilson’s Wild Animal Park! That, in and of itself, is quite a coincidence. This brings us back to the emphasis these Beings were making about caring for the animals here. I believe, in some way, this may be relevant and I will continue to investigate this idea.

(4) http://bti.cornell.edu/  BTI Discoveries are listed here: http://bti.cornell.edu/home.php?page=AboutUs&section=History#page=Discoveries

(5) MANTIS:  http://www.darpa.mil/ipto/programs/mantis/mantis.asp

(6) Sensors and Processing http://www.darpa.mil/ipto/thrust_areas/thrust_sp.asp

(7) Leslie, Melinda. RE-ABS: Not MILABS: How the Covert-Ops’ Reverse Engineering of Extraterrestrial Abductees Shifts the Abduction Paradigm http://www.alienjigsaw.com/Milabs/ReABS.htm

(8) BAE SYSTEMS AND UK MOD ANNOUNCE MANTIS UAS DEMONSTRATOR PROGRAMME, 14 Jul 2008 | Ref. FI019 http://www.globalsecurity.org/intell/library/news/2008/intell-080714-bae-systems03.htm

Coppinger, Rob. BAE Systems to continue work on Mantis UAV, June 2010. http://www.flightglobal.com/articles/2010/03/12/339272/bae-systems-to-continue-work-on-mantis-uav.html

DARPA’s Budget http://www.darpa.mil/Docs/FY2011PresBudget28Jan10 Final.pdf

Interesting update articles about DARPA projects: http://www.wired.com/dangerroom/

The Mantis and The Vortex

Due to the frequency of contact we had been having in 2009, I purchased several small motion detection devices that I found in a catalog and gave them to my husband as stocking stuffers. These devices emit an invisible laser beam, which when interrupted, sends out a loud beeping sound. A week or so later, my husband and I each placed one of these devices on night tables next to our respective sides of the bed and in other locations in our bedroom in an attempt to alert us to the presence of the Beings if they approached us as while we were asleep. (1)

On January 3, 2010,  I was abducted. The encounter began with the sound of a helicopter that was so loud it sounded as if it was hovering just above our house. I then heard the beeping sounds of the electronic device that was sitting on my side table next to my bed. It was at this moment that I fully awakened and saw a Being standing next to my bed. From my journal:

"The new electronic devices we bought worked, at least partially. Mine went off because I woke up to see a four-foot tall ‘cat’....he was standing next to my side of the bed. He had small ears like the ‘blue gray bobcat’ I have published on my Web site. His face was very close to my face as I was lying down. I partially sat up and looked at him and he seemed very startled and ran across the room. He ran to the left and toward the bedroom windows as if our bed wasn’t even there... I felt certain it was one of the short Greys and the device had startled him when it started beeping."

The next thing I knew, I was being floated across the bed. I was on my stomach and my arms were a little outstretched. I didn’t feel the bed underneath me. It was almost as if I was going partially through the bed or I was just above the bed. When I reached the windows, I became very upset because I was aware of what was happening. I saw my clothing rack and one of my cat’s toys and I touched them to check the reality of my situation. A moment later, I was sitting on the carpet with my arms wrapped around my legs almost in a fetal position. I looked up and saw that my husband was kneeling down in front of me and I began telling him what had just happened. However, after I began speaking to him, I saw my husband lying in bed and I realized the male I was speaking to was not really my husband.

I suspected this was a Being using a telepathic screen image to make me see him as my husband. He tried to calm me down by placing each of his hands gently on either side of my head while I was telling him that I was consciously aware of being taken and floated from my bed. He then put his hands on my shoulders as if to calm me further.

I heard the sound of a helicopter again. I told the Being who was still trying to calm me down, that I could hear a helicopter. I frantically said to him,

“I hear a helicopter that is so loud it’s as if it is hovering over our house and so close that it is touching the roof of our house! It’s making our house shake!”

My next memory was standing up just a foot or so from where I had been sitting on the carpet. I was calm and I was looking out of the windows into our back yard. It was very windy, but it wasn’t windy that night. Something from above was creating a lot of wind. Then I saw something that looked like a large, multicolored, partially opened umbrella floating perpendicular to the house in the middle of our back yard. It was as if this colorful space was a portal or an opening of some kind. The area or object was multicolored and seemed to glow or have an aura or energy about it. There was a Being floating on his back and I could see his legs, which were a gray color. I believe he was coming out of the multi-colored “umbrella.” [It wasn’t until I began to draw the image that I realized what I was drawing was a vortex of some kind.] There was wind again – high wind like I saw in the back yard. It was at this point that I believe I was taken from my home through the multicolored vortex.

This is what I remember after I saw the Being coming out of the vortex in my backyard.
From my journal:

"I’m in a large, empty, sterile looking room...This is very vivid...I see three, tall, very thin Beings wearing tight fitting one-piece body suits. Their faces are black, like the praying mantis Beings with the black skin. I watch as they move in unison and very smoothly. It’s like a scene out of a ballet. They move through the wall and in unison...they stop, bow down in a low bow to me and then rise back up together, as if they are greeting me in a respectful manner. This is the feeling I get from them: They are greeting me and being respectful to me."

"The next thing I know, there is wind again and a storm outside and I’m sitting on the floor with my back to a door. I’m inside [what I perceive is ] my house and I’m terrified. I know they are on the other side and I’m using my body to keep them from opening the door in the place I’m inside of now. I’m trying to keep them from getting to me.”

What was likely occurring in this last paragraph is that I was on-board their craft and after they came through the wall of the large sterile looking room, I suddenly became very frightened. After this encounter and as I was writing in my journal the following day, I realized my behavior didn’t make sense to me. Why would I feel these Beings were greeting me and showing me respect and yet feel so frightened a short time afterward?

For me to have experienced this level of fear means one of three things were occurring: Either this fear was induced in me for control purposes; or I realized they were not greeting me, but were walking toward me and I realized my situation had dramatically changed; or a combination of these two events was occurring.

Food and Emotions

Most of what I remember after being taken out of my home was a screen memory. During this portion of the encounter I remember being with a female Being who acted very sweet and doting toward me. She was able to make herself appear nearly human and she presented me with three different foods to eat. Even though they were all different, they had to be presented in a layered manner and she said they had to have a gold metallic covering or a gold substance over them. There was a moment when I felt it was real gold that was being used. All I remember about the food was that the rations were round, about the diameter of a pancake, but thicker, and placed on top of each other. One seemed to be a cake like thing and she inferred that the other was popcorn, but I doubted it even as I looked at it. I had the impression that she was aware of my favorite foods and wanted to present me with a gift since it was just after the holiday season.

The other memory I had was being with my beloved dog (now deceased). Two or three Beings were standing near me and were watching me. They seemed very interested in my feelings as I petted her and loved her. Even though I knew my dog was deceased, my emotions while being with her were very deep and loving, and this is something the Beings appeared to be very interested in.

My last memory was of hearing the sound of the helicopter again. It was very loud as if it were about to land on the roof of our house. I then found myself sitting up in bed feeling quite shaken. I awakened my husband and told him everything that happened. Still feeling shaken, I made sure he stayed awake while I went into the bathroom to use the toilet. I expected to see one of the mantis Beings still in our room because the energy was strong, but I didn’t see them again. Even though the experience was over, I shuddered while I was in the bathroom and still felt the presence of these Beings.

I do not believe it was really a helicopter I was hearing at the beginning or at the end of this encounter. I highly suspect it was their craft I was hearing, because none of our neighbors seemed to hear it. I suspect this sound was something only I was meant to hear, or allowed to hear. I say this because my husband, who was sleeping next to me, was not awakened by the sound. It’s as if he, and perhaps the neighbors in our proximity, had been “switched off” or rendered unconscious by the Beings while their craft hovered overhead. It’s also possible that the reverse occurred: maybe everyone else was sleeping normally and I was “switched on.” However it happened, this was an incredibly intense encounter that I will never forget.

NOTES

(1) Spy Motion Alarm / Invisible Beam Sensor http://www.spygear.net/spy-gear/spy-toys/spy_motion_alarm We have had some success with these devices. The devices are placed away from our bodies so that if we move while sleeping, they are not set off. Both of our devices were pointed parallel to our bodies and about 18 inches away as we slept. There is no way I could have set mine off by moving unless I had gotten out of bed and walked in front of it. I could not have done this because when it went off, I was still in bed, partially sitting up looking at the small Being who was standing in front of the device.

Amphibian Appearing Infants

These illustrations will be included in a more in depth piece I am working on relating to a possible link between amphibian appearing Beings, Reptilian appearing Beings and a particular religion.

This illustration is from an encounter involving what appeared to be two amphibian infants. They were very alien appearing and were approximately 15 to 18 inches tall, not including their “legs.” Their skin was moist appearing and milky white. They had no hair or scales anywhere on them. Their nose and mouth appeared quite differently with two openings where our nostrils are located. Their eyes were milky looking with no discernable pupils. Their arms were simple and their fingers were not separated like a human’s fingers. They were sitting on their legs so it was difficult to see all of them, but their legs appeared to be no more than flippers.

The Tall Whites

In February of 2010, I had an encounter with four females who had white skin, white hair, and brown eyes. I was aware that more had occurred than what I was remembering, but the following is all I have been able to consciously recall:

We were standing outside at night together in what appeared to me to be a large parking lot or paved area. There was a huge structure or object nearby and a light source of some type that was not overly bright, but bright enough to allow me to see them. They looked very much alike except for one of them. This particular Being had four arms; what I took to be an obvious genetic defect. She is the Being pictured second from the left.

When I saw these four Beings, I made particular note of their eyes because they were so beautiful. They were dark brown and had a liquid like appearance to them. Each female stood about 5’8’’ tall and they were very striking. They had white hair – not blonde  – and they were wearing grayish sliver body suits that had a slight shimmer to them. Their foot-boots or foot coverings were tan-gold and also had a shimmer to them.

When they walked, they stayed very close to one another. The three females with normal sets of arms appeared to be shielding the female with four arms, as if they were protecting her. Initially, I did not think there was anything about them that was different from a human until they came closer to me and I saw their eyes and then focused on their bodies. I was face to face with them for a few moments, and then they walked past me and that’s when I saw the female with four arms. As they passed me, I focused on this particular Being’s arms and I am certain of what I saw. I did not want to vocalize anything or focus too much on her defect because I thought it would be rude of me.

They walked very gracefully and almost in unison. They seemed to walk, not float; but the way they walked was very different from the way humans walk. It reminded me of the way the Type Four Greys walk, except their backbones did not move in a rocking motion and sway like those particular tall Greys do. These females walked very gracefully, yet purposefully, and I found them amazing to look at. My feelings at the time were that they were walking back toward the large structure or object with the dim light shining from it.

The part of this encounter I remembered seemed surreal, but the aftereffects during the following day were anything but. I am sure I was abducted that night. My husband Erik also discovered a new bruise on his bicep later the following day, which had been typical of our abductions during the previous 18 months. To see what these bruises look like, visit the Gallery.

NOTES

Tall Whites and Amphibian Infants: I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Bill Burt of Tall Dwarf Graphics and ICAR-Wisconsin for his help in refining my illustrations. Both versions are included in this piece for comparison. Bill Burt’s versions are based on additional written descriptions that I provided to him and his versions are, of course, much more realistic than I could ever illustrate myself.

To view more of Bill Burt’s artwork, you can find him and his company, Tall Dwarf Graphics on Facebook.

By Kay Wilson, © 2010