Karla Turner - Taken -

Taken: Inside the Alien-Human AgendabyKarla Turner, Ph.D.

First published 1994 ©Karla Turner 1994First Edition, First Printing, April 1994Printed in the United States of America at Rose Printing Company, Inc., Tallahassee,FloridaLibrary of Congress Catalog Card Number: 94-75771 ISBN 0-9640899-0-4

CONTENTS

Foreword 2Prologue 3

I. Redefinition 4II. Pat 11III. Polly 23

IV. Lisa 36V. Anita 46VI. Beth 55VII. Jane 75VIII. Angie 90IX. Amy 106

X. Casey and Karla 122

Comparative Chart 133XI. Expanding the View 141

XII. The Round Table 148

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Foreword

When Karla Turner asked me to write a foreword to her new book, TAKEN, she knew that in myown work as a documentary filmmaker, television producer and author I have beenstruggling to see a bigger picture behind many anomalous phenomena that affect our planet.My own investigations have included mysterious worldwide crop formations, animalmutilations, and the human abduction syndrome. I am convinced that humanity is movingfrom the paradigm that we are alone in the universe to a new one in which we are notalone and something out there is interacting with us, our animals, and our plant life, forcingglimpses of other realities upon us.The true nature and purpose of the intelligence, or intelligences, remains an enigma. The eightwomen in this book report communications ranging from telepathic thoughts to virtual realitydreams, but there is no coherent single truth that emerges from their experiences, nor fromthe hundreds of others in the abduction syndrome since the 1960s. The sheer number ofdifferent messages, often contradictory, produces confusion, mistrust and a sense ofmanipulation, even if that manipulation inspires positively or disturbs negatively."Perfectly real aliens exist out there," says one of the women in TAKEN, "and it seems onekind wants to help us and another kind wants to deceive us."As each voice is offered for public consideration, there are themes that repeat. One ofthe most prominent is genetic harvesting from earth life to create a hybrid species.TAKEN suggests the possibility that an alien intelligence has been using geneticmanipulation to create evolving species on our planet over eons and that

Homo sapiens sapiens

might be one such genetically engineered species. If so, we on the Petri dishmight paradoxically be trying to study whatever watches and studies us.Consciousness of this Other without running from it or getting down on our knees to itcould be a significant, perhaps unexpected, step in human evolution and survival.-

Linda Moulton Howe,

Creator and Supervising TV Producer,

UFO Report: Sightings

andauthor of

An Alien Harvest

y

Glimpses of Other Realities

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Prologue

Indiana, 1954...

'They came in our house and set up equipment in the living room," Pat said. 'The Armymen wanted to talk to me the most. Me, an eleven-year-old girl with secrets in myhead. But the aliens told me I couldn't tell because 'there will be those who will tamperwith your mind.' And here they were, the tamperers, the Army men."Two female doctors set up their gear in the bedroom, where Pat was given aninjection. "It made me sleepy," she said, "and I lay on my mom's bed on some towels andtold them my story. I even told them, 'You're in my mom's room where the White,glowing ones were. You don't belong here, but they do'."

Puerto Rico, 1978...

Two aliens took Beth down a curved hall and through a door, into a different area. Itlooked like "a surgery room," and she became afraid they were going to kill her there. Athird entity, holding a black box, moved to a position behind Beth. She could not see whathe did, but she felt as if her head was being opened and her brain removed, all withoutany sensation of pain. After she was "all put back together again," a cold liquid waspoured over her head.When this procedure was finished, the aliens stood in front of her, and Beth realized thatmentally she was different. Her thoughts about everything were changed, and shewas filled with new ideas about God and the unity of all life within that supremesource.This very spiritual moment was followed by a quite physical exam, as the aliens tooksamples from her skin and hair. A human-looking man with a widow's-peak hairlineentered and made a full examination of her body, including a gynecological procedure.Then he explained many things, telling her that she and other humans had been"chosen" to carry out certain "jobs" in the future.

Texas, 1992...

"The masked alien explained that her race had been doing things to humans that theyshould not be doing," Amy said. "She and several groups of her race, and others,wanted to stop the 'abuse' of the humans by her race. They were working with certainpeople on Earth to stop the process. The other humans in the room were ex-pilots,military officials, and other professionals. They were all working together to stop thealien intrusions."She showed me the thing she had pulled out of my neck and said, 'This is embeddeddeep in the spinal cord.' The thing controlled the muscles of the body when activated.It blocked the brain and became the 'central command' of the body. I don't want toremember how or why this thing functioned."

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Redefinition

Like Pat, Beth, and Amy, I am an abductee. I have been forcibly taken and controlled bynon-human entities. When I told my story of alien encounters in INTO THE FRINGE, Iwas contacted by these women and many other people with similar experiences, in needof support and assistance.I am also a researcher of abduction reports, and from these contacts emerged anumber of accounts that shed important light on the alien agenda of humaninteraction. This book is the result of lengthy investigations into the abductionexperiences of eight women from various parts of the country. The correlation ofevidence from their accounts greatly widens the parameters of the abduction scenarioand points to certain aspects, previously disregarded or avoided, in need of seriousexploration.This is also a personal book, a collation of unique, intimate accounts of alien-humaninteractions. The people who share their experiences here are courageousrepresentatives of the many others in this country and elsewhere whose lives partake ofparallel realities. They function successfully in a world shared by everyone else, ashousewives, mothers, grandmothers, artists, nurses, counselors, teachers, computerengineers, and blue-collar workers.But in the blink of an eye - or the flash of multicolored lights strobing in the halllate at night - their normal lives can disappear, and they find themselves taken into thetime and space of an alien world. It is difficult for most abduction memories to beinvestigated in a purely scientific manner, especially since they are often suppressed,surfacing only as vague flashbacks and dreamlike episodes. In this field there has beenstrong objection to anecdotal information. But the scientific approach to the study ofthe UFO phenomenon as a whole has proven less than successful. In spite of half acentury of many intelligent people researching the UFO and alien presence withscientific methods, reliable answers to the primary questions have not been found.Investigations of sightings reports, landing traces, photos and video tapes, allegedimplants, and related government documents have amassed a mountain of data and anumber of theories-but nothing indisputably true about the nature of UFOs and theirnon-human occupants, their origin, or the reason for their presence here among us now.Great gains have been made in the area of abduction therapy, providing help andsupport for those who are living with the phenomenon and working to resolve theiremotional trauma, to keep the disruption of their everyday lives to a minimum, and totransform or assimilate these experiences in a positive way. And while is this laudable, itis not necessarily research. Therapy's goal is one of personal balance, but the goal ofresearch is a larger, clearer understanding of the phenomenon. The point is not somuch learning to live with abductions as it is finding out why they happen, what theymean, and whether and how the situation can be altered.The need for reliable answers is nowhere greater than in the abduction phenomenon.It intimately affects people of all ages and backgrounds, irrevocably altering theirpersonal lives and their perceptions of reality, and it raises immense questions about ourpast, present, and future as a species. But in spite of the best scientific approaches to the

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question, all that ufological research has brought to most people is a realization thatUFOs exist-and perhaps a few cute, harmless aliens-but no confrontation with what thismeans.Science has been trying to measure a dream, it seems, using traditional ideas andpractices, and it has proved elusive. The UFO phenomenon is not confined to ourcurrent scientific understanding of perceived reality. We do not yet have the technologyor natural perceptive abilities to capture and assess it. That is why the scientific approachto photographic evidence, landing traces, implants, and document analyses has solittle in the way of hard evidence to show for its work. Instead, its best results offer onlycircumstantial data, carrying very little more weight than the anecdotal data ofabduction research in the scales of traditional science.It is in the abduction phenomenon that we come most urgently face to face with the alienpresence and thus have our best opportunity to observe the activity and assess itspurpose or agenda. All of the UFO photos in the world tell us nothing compared to thewords of those who have encountered the alien force in their lives and those of theirfamilies.And there are many, like Pat and Amy and the others presented here. From theresponse to INTOTHE FRINGE, it sometimes seemed that abduction experiences werebecoming virtually epidemic. Yet studies by mental health professionals show that thepeople who make these reports are eminently sane, that the aftermath of these events isreal, and that they do not spring from any mass psychosis but from

experienced

anomalous trauma.I also found that many of the reports contained details very similar to certain things myfamily and I had experienced. Still, in every case there was always present the "uniquefactor" within the situations, providing highly individualized episodes for eachabductee. I often wondered if these unique events, these "one-time shots," might notprove to have some unperceived correlations, to form a pattern as yet out of focus, andgive us more information than the now-recognized patterns of certain exams, babypresentations, and the like. Far from being a neat, limited phenomenon, alieninteraction with humans is still very much a riddle, mystery, enigma, and more.Abduction research has not yet produced answers, but there are certainly differenttheories to be had-an embarrassment of riches, really. Unfortunately, these theories reston a very partial, highly selective use of the data, rather than dealing with thecomplexities of the entire, life-long and minute-by-minute, reality of the abductionscenario.It is more than the sum of its parts. The intermittent UFO sightings, missing-timeepisodes, conscious encounters, and virtual-reality scenarios are like blank milestones ona journey which, for the abductee, is continuous and headed in an unknown direction.More accurately, they are like lights that

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suddenly appear in the dark, which we hope will shed illumination and lead tounderstanding. Instead, however, these startling lights either blind us with theirintensity, so that we cannot see their source, or they cast strange shadows, whose falseappearances and misleading movements can easily confuse and disorient us.

No one knows this better than an abductee. Investigators who have not had personalexperiences with the phenomenon can listen to abduction accounts and thenponder the possibilities. Was the person lying? Was it a real event, or did it occur on a

mental level? What parts of the recollection are real, and which are illusionary? But theabductee understands that it may very well be both possibilities at once, both real andmental, real and illusionary. The aliens, whether by intellectual, psychic, ortechnological means, are able to create any perception, and therefore any illusion,for the person in their hands.The implications are explosive. Perhaps that is why the logical conclusions of theseimplications are so rarely taken into account. If we credit the idea of illusionary masterywith serious validity, then we must either come up with a reliable acid test to discernillusion and actuality in abduction events, or we may have to admit that the truth behindthese events is unknowable in current scientific terms. Dealing with the aliens'deceptive abilities may be the most crucial problem facing abduction research today.Once the illusionary capability has been demonstrated and experienced, newperceptions and insights often emerge. The witness usually has no troublerecognizing the non-human nature of the force behind the events. The manipulationof time and space by these beings, the way they play with our psychology and ourperceptions, all bespeak a technology far beyond the human. Or certainly, if any humanagency did have this sort of capability, it would have plenty of applications far betterthan pulling hundreds of 3 a.m. raids on bedrooms around the globe every night, decadeafter decade, in which thousands of humans pretend to be aliens.The abductee also learns from experience that the aliens induce an altered perceptivestate in humans during every encounter. Employed for control, it can be used to preventany undesired responses from the abductee. And the altered state prevents any objectiveassessment of the situation by the witness. This means that the witness can only reportwhat was seen, felt, and heard-which is not necessarily a reflection of what actuallyoccurred. By inducing and manipulating altered consciousness in the abductee, thealiens assume full control of the situation and thus exert great control over the datareported by the witness.Abductees report alien-controlled information. This is a fact abduction researchers mustface. Then, perhaps, work can begin on solving this problem, on finding ways aroundthe memory blocks and screen illusions, in order to discover the real events and theagenda behind them. Until the day we can unmask the alien illusions, however, we canat least study the entire body of reported data, controlled though it may be, tryingto learn more about why certain images and events are employed and what they can tellus about the covert directors of these scenarios. Many of the people who contacted meafter reading INTO THE FRINGE are looking for answers, just as I am compelled to do.This present work is an attempt to aid in the search, making a number of representativecases available for public scrutiny and assessment. Too often, reports on abductionactivity are presented entirely in second-hand form by investigators, and too often

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these reports are incomplete, focusing only on some parts of an event and discardingor ignoring others.Such omissions are clearly a hindrance to research, for the censored reports cannotpresent a total picture of the abduction phenomenon. It must include a real feeling forwhat it is like to live with such events. Abductees operate in parallel realities, searchingfor the strength to cope with the real and the unreal at the same time because, as theyhave learned, one can never be sure which is which in this phenomenon.The number of abduction reports around the country shows just how widespread thephenomenon may be, and the numbers continue to increase. Eight different abductees,all women, from various parts of the country have volunteered to share theirexperiences here. Born between 1943 and 1966, they live in five different states andPuerto Rico. They were unacquainted with one another at the time of their contacts withme. Their backgrounds are as varied as their occupations, and so are their ideas aboutthe abduction phenomenon.Like most of us who've had alien encounters, these women are uncertain about thenature of the events they've reported. They have many questions and very fewanswers. Four of the women have never undergone regressive hypnosis andthus are only reporting events they consciously recalled. The other four women haveused hypnosis, although very minimally as will be noted in their accounts, and almosteverything in their reports also comes from conscious, pre-hypnosis, recollections. Ipoint this out because there are some who have raised doubts and questions aboutthe use of regressive hypnosis in abduction research. Some feel that hypnoticallyretrieved information is no more reliable than conscious recollections; some believethat the use of hypnosis can contaminate and damage an investigation; and some havesaid they believe hypnotically retrieved information is far more reliable in abductionsituations than the witness's conscious memories. The presentation here providesaccess to both types of data, but the majority comes from conscious recollections.Although I believe it is extremely useful to employ regressive hypnosis in the retrievalof this information, I also think it is important to present accounts from womenwhose knowledge and understanding of their situations is gleaned only from theincomplete, ambiguous memories of events they have consciously retained. Their storiesand their lives are much more representative of a "typical" abductee's situation thanare the accounts of those who have benefited from hypnosis, simply because mostabductees have no access to this tool.The women are not seeking notoriety, and in order to protect them from publicharassment, pseudonyms have been used. But all of the details are accurate, and asbizarre as they may seem, it is important to remember that they are very real tothe people involved, that in many instances there have been more than one witnessto the events, as well as other corroborative evidence, and that they are highlyconsistent with numerous abduction reports. These women have shared their storiesbecause they understand the gravity of the phenomenon and hope to contribute theirinformation to its research. They also understand the need for support which manysilent abductees are experiencing. The self-doubt, isolation, even fear that result from

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living with alien encounters can sometimes be severe, and the need to forge bonds ofmutual understanding and support is vital. These, then, are the motivations of theeight women. My own purpose is similar, which is why an update of the experiences myhusband and I have witnessed is also included.An overview of all our experiences, as well as reports of other abductees, shows amuch more complex program of activity in the phenomenon than is usuallyacknowledged. To begin with, the abduction scenario comprises a number ofdifferent types of events. On the most immediate level are the physical abductions, inwhich a person is forcibly removed from the normal environment by 'alien' (in the mostgeneric sense) entities, the person's awareness is altered, and some interactionoccurs. Subsequent conscious memories of the event are usually quite incomplete.Only when the event is witnessed by more than one person, or when there arephysical marks on the abductee's body-punctures, scoops, patterns of bruises, artificialdesigns-does the witness usually feel safe in asserting the 'reality' of the encounter.To complicate matters, many reports show that some interactions occur on a mentalrather than a physical level. One type is an artificially induced virtual-reality scenario (VRS),an externally introduced event, that to the witness is practically indistinguishable fromobjective reality. The person may experience a situation with full sensory input and react withgenuine physical and emotional responses, although in 'reality' the person may be lyingimmobile on an exam table, or sitting attached to some alien apparatus, or even asleep in bedwith no outward sign of disturbance.While the VRS may have been a matter of theory in the past, a possible explanation for someof the more "unacceptable" abduction accounts, it has now been confirmed in a three-witness,conscious event. It came to light when I was investigating the abduction experiences of TedRice, a psychic of excellent reputation throughout the southern states.Ted witnessed a virtual-reality scenario when he was in Florida visiting a friend, Marie, alongwith another house guest, Amelia. The two women occupied twin beds in one room, andTed slept down the hall in another. Not long after going to bed one night during his visit, hewas awakened by Marie shouting for him to "come quickly!"Heading down the hall, Ted saw a pervasive blue glow emanating from the other bedroomdoorway. Entering, he found Marie pressed against the far wall, staring at the twin beds in shock.And he saw where the blue light was coming from. Amelia lay immobile in one bed,surrounded by a huge, blue, glowing, "electrical" sphere of light. Her eyes were open, and shedidn't seem to be in any distress as she carried on a conversation with someone Tedand Marie couldn't see. Terrified, they tried to talk to her, but they could hardly hear oneanother even when shouting. Amelia continued to speak within the sphere for severalminutes, until the blue light suddenly disappeared, at which point she was finally free of theparalysis that had kept her in the bed.Amelia told Ted and Marie that the experience started with the loud sound of a helicopter lowover the house. When she opened her eyes she could see through the ceiling and roof, as ifthey'd disappeared, to where the helicopter was hovering just above the house. She describedtwo entities in the craft, whom she said also appeared at the foot of the bed before the blue

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light vanished. One being was tall, with greenish skin, an egg-shaped head, and slantedeyes as the only visible facial features. The other, shorter, entity, Amelia said, was blue-black incolor.Ted and Marie had seen absolutely nothing of these creatures, nor had they heard ahelicopter at any time. But they had seen the sphere of light, with brighter, darting lightsshooting through it, and Amelia frozen in a slightly raised position inside it, for she had beenstarting to sit up when the light coalesced and paralyzed her.Amelia's perception of the experience was completely "real" for her. She was consciouswhen it began and throughout the entire event, as Ted and Marie attested. From everythingher sensory input told her, Amelia had experienced an actual event with the craft and entities.Virtual reality. And the conscious and unaffected witnesses, Ted and Marie, observedobjectively real effects of the mechanism which manipulated the event, verifying its externalorigin. VRS technology exists and is in use, this much is clear. And unless there areoutside witnesses, such as in this rare instance, the experiencer cannot personallydiscern between a VRS and an actual event. The virtual-reality scenario may occurwhile the person is conscious, as in Amelia's case, or it may be introduced into theperson's dream state. According to those who've experienced the VRS dream-and Iam one of those, as will be discussed later-it is an intrusive event that suddenlyinterrupts a normal dream. The experiencer is aware of a total, abrupt change inconsciousness and finds himself in an event altogether different from his dream.What follows may be a perceived event, with action, location, and personnel, or itmay be a communication or even a vision. At its conclusion, the experiencer normallyawakens, and, finding himself in his own bed, he rationalizes the whole thing as anextraordinary dream, in spite of the event's decidedly non-dreamlike qualities. Withoutphysical proof of the event's reality, or even a name for this altered perceptiveexperiential event, he is left to call it a dream.In addition to the abductions and virtual-reality scenarios, abductees also reporttelepathic contacts from entities who are not physically or perceivably present. Thesecontacts include messages about spiritual matters, warnings of future disasters,"teaching" sessions, displays of symbols, and information on mathematics, physics,religion, politics, and the nature of the human species.On a secondary level, there are events that occur, not during encounters, butsubsequent to them, affecting things in the abductee's normal environment.Lights and electronic equipment malfunction; voices and unexplained sounds areheard; animals are physiologically affected; lights appear both inside and outside thehouse; there are odd and disturbing phone calls; and sometimes traces of a UFO'spresence or landing on the property.And finally there are the internal changes that take place with most abductees, reshapingtheir attitudes, belief structures, and perceptions of reality. Thus, the externally induced,temporary, altered awareness which occurs during abductions is paralleled by apermanent, internal alteration, and the abductee's life is forever changed.

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II - Pat

My investigation with Pat began when a mutual acquaintance heard her story of anunusual UFO event and suggested she contact me. A fifty-year-old divorced mother ofgrown children, Pat lives in Florida, but the story she related concerned an event thatoccurred in 1954 when she lived in Floyd's Knob, Indiana.Pat's memory of this event, as in the case of so many people who have had UFOexperiences, was totally suppressed after the occurrence. It all came flooding back intoher consciousness in 1986 - scenes of a brilliant orange ball of light, little gray entitiesboth inside and outside the farmhouse, and, most disturbing of all, military personnel onthe property."I thought I must be crazy when these memories came back," Pat said. "But they wereso strong and real, I finally got in touch with my brother and sister and asked if theyrecalled anything similar. My sister Rose said she recalled the aliens and the militarypeople, too. But although my brother didn't remember the orange ball of light, heclearly remembered the military personnel and some of his interactions with them."Through extensive conversations, letters, and drawings from Pat and her siblings,the following extraordinary scenario emerged, raising serious questions not onlyabout the nature of the alien abduction agenda but also about the involvement of ourmilitary with citizens who have been the target of such interactions.The setting was a sixteen-acre farm near Floyd's Knob, Indiana, in the summer of 1954.Eleven-year-old Pat lived there with her mother, step-father, grandmother, a nine-year-old brother and six-year-old sister. One night several family members saw a largeorange ball of light appear outside the farmhouse. Pat had already gone to bed butwas awakened by either her grandmother or her sister to look out the window. In thesky she saw the orange light sitting motionless at first, then moving rapidly out of sightaround the back of the house."I remember vaguely thinking, J

will go back to bed to wait.

It seems to me that I knew'they' were coming," Pat said. "I saw my mother running to the kitchen door to make sureit was locked and to see the ball come over the yard. I remember thinking,

It won't do any good to lock the door, they can come in anyway.

It was as if I 'knew' what to expect." Patsuddenly felt sleepy but didn't remember going back to bed. Her next memory was of amulticolored light slowly spinning around the room in total silence, emitting blue,purple, and violet hues. She got out of bed and went to the window where she saw aGray floating just outside.

hook at those eyesl

she thought.

They can film usl

The gaze of the Gray seemed topenetrate her entire being, and she sensed a familiarity with him.

Do not be afraid,

it communicated to Pat.

You are the chosen child. We will not harm you.

Pat turned around and saw several taller white entities coming into the bedroom. Asthey began to float her grandmother out of the door, Pat sensed the older woman's

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terror, and she, too, was feeling fearful. When the room was filled with the strangebeings, a sparkling shaft of light came down through the ceiling. As it coalesced, Pat saw inthe midst of the light a figure which she perceived as a blond-haired, blue-eyed Jesus, ina resplendent robe. He took Pat's right hand and said,

Do not be afraid, my child. These are mine,

gesturing to the beings who were standing all around the room.The Jesus figure looked at Pat and said,

I am the light of the world.

Then he was againsurrounded by the sparkling shaft of light, which ascended back into the ceiling and tookhim with it.She and her grandmother were floated out of the room by the entities. Passing by hermother's bedroom, Pat saw a brilliant white light coming out of the room. Five of the tallerWhites were around her step-father's bed, and they seemed to be examining one of hisatrophied legs, the result of polio. A glowing green bar of light, about five inches long,floated over him. Continuing on through the house and out into the yard, Pat saw abright crystalline flying craft hovering low to the ground. A beam of light came out of thebottom of the craft and engulfed her."I remember my sister's blonde curly head next to mine as we went up inside the craft,"Pat said. "We were looking down at the ground and saw my mom and grandmotherthere looking up, like zombies." She could also see that the entire yard was swarmingwith Grays hurrying about the area. Although neither she nor Rose is certain of the exactsequence of events, they recalled a group of the smaller gray beings near a ditch besidethe cellar door. Rose saw the beings in a line, walking across a board spanning the ditch.But Pat's memory included a line or wall of fire in the ditch and a row of "small, gray,skinny" aliens wearing "Chinese rice-paddy hats with big brims.""I was on one side of the long ditch, and they were on the other. They were mentallytelling me

Pass through the light, it will not burn

you - which I was thinking at that time,that I would get burned. The fire was not hot, and it was supposed to cleanse me. I didgo through it to the other side, but I do not remember doing it or what happened afterthat."After the light transported her and Rose up into the craft, Pat recalled sitting on a tablein a room with Grays present. A taller White came over with a file-type instrument andscraped skin from her inner forearm and the bottoms of her feet, clipped some of herhair, and then peeled away samples of her fingernails. “What do you need all thosepieces of me for?" she asked.

We are making a new you,

the entity replied."Are you an angel?" Pat inquired.

Yes,

the entity told her,

but not like you have been taught.

Pat was taken into another room where she lay on a table, above which was a darkinstrument. One of the Grays came in and pulled down a tube from this device whichhad a thin needle on the end. Pat became afraid, but the Gray told her,

This is the part

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you don't have to remember.

Pat knew that the needle was about to be inserted up into herright nostril, but before it happened she passed out.Pat recalled another event during the physical exam, being "fused" with a silver light."It was done from something over my body," she said, "up high in the room. He [alien]'fused me' into my head with the silver light; it will keep me from violent harm; it let me beperfect in human form for a few seconds; it was a protective light. I get the idea that whenthis silver light goes into my 'other body' I will be made into the 'new me.' In otherwords, the 'new me' will come to life with my soul in it."Pat came back to consciousness after the episode with the needle and found herselfback in the first room on the table. She was crying because she couldn't stay with theGrays. When they told her,

It isn't time yet,

she asked for a souvenir as proof that theexperience had really occurred: the green "healer" rock she'd seen above her step-father's body. Although the aliens apparently gave her this device, they told her that itwould not "work" properly for her, only for them. She was also told,

You are going to have to forget this.

"Why?" Pat asked.

Because there are those who will tamper with your mind,

the Gray replied.Pat was returned to the house, where she saw all of her family sitting in the living roomin a daze. 'They looked like zombies," Pat said. Even her step-father was propped up onthe floor leaning against a sofa. She was placed in her bed and saw one of the Graysoutside her window gesturing a farewell. She responded with a wave and wasimmediately asleep again.The next day, there doesn't seem to have been any discussion about the previous night'sextraordinary events. But Pat's brother recalls that it was that day when the militarypersonnel arrived. A white staff car, a green car, a jeep, and several white vans cameonto the property carrying instruments and equipment. There was also a troopcarrier with soldiers who proceeded to comb over the entire sixteen acres of thefarm. The large truck was hidden in the barn, and Pat's brother said that he had tomove the animal feed to the smokehouse because the soldiers wouldn't let him into thebarn once their equipment was stored there."They came in our house and set up equipment in the living room," Pat recalled. "Thearmy men wanted to talk to me the most, me, an eleven-year-old girl with secrets in myhead. But the beings told me I couldn't tell because 'there will be those who will tamperwith your mind.' And here they were, the tamperers, the army men."Everyone except her brother-who was allowed to go out in order to take care of the farmanimals-was kept inside the house for the four days in which the military personnelwere present. Only her brother saw what was going on outside the house. Heremembers more than twenty soldiers brought in the big truck and told to man theirstations on the farm. Two of the men stayed at the end of the driveway, and the

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others performed various duties on the grounds.When he was allowed outside to take care of the chores, Pat's brother remembersbeing questioned by a man dressed in a white lab coat, who asked about the chickensand pigs."Are your pigs out there?" the man asked, gesturing, and the boy noddedaffirmatively.“Have the pigs been acting funny?""No," the boy said, "why?"The man said something about the minerals in the soil making the animals act strangely.Pat's brother said he felt comfortable with this man and wasn't afraid to answer hisquestions or to ask some of his own. He even asked if the man wanted some freshmint, a favorite treat, from a patch near the cellar.But the man refused. "They're taking samples there and we'll be in the way," heexplained. "When they're done, we'll go get some."Pat said she was "mad" about being restricted. "I felt scared like they would take awaymy family and put me somewhere like in a jail or something. But I also felt protected bythe being who was my friend. I was calling him a little boy then, but I knew the beingwasn't a real little boy."Two female doctors set up their gear in the parents' bedroom, where Pat was givenan injection. "It made me sleepy," she said, "and I lay on my mom's bed on sometowels and told them my story. I even told them, 'You're in my mom's room where thewhite glowing ones were. You don't belong here, but they do'."I asked Pat to start back at the beginning and tell me everything she could rememberabout this event. She put herself back into an eleven-year-old frame of mind and began torelive the situation."I see this man dressed up in a uniform of some kind, a full-dress uniform, but it isbrown," she said. "He has on a coat jacket and pants that match and what I call acaptain's hat. He is talking to my mother and grandmother, holding a file envelope inhis hands. He has thick silver-gray hair. There is another man in a dress uniform, and hetook off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. His name is Mr. Donaldson. He's an armyman, too," she explained, "but the other people are setting up a 'three-TV-screen' thing inour living room. It's a little taller than I was."Mr. Donaldson then opened out "arms" on the machine and told Pat that the devicelooked like a robot. "See, Pat," he said, "if we open the panels out, they look like arms,so maybe you saw a robot like this?""No," Pat told him adamantly, "I didn't see a robot. I saw a real little boy."

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She recalled the "lady doctors" clearly. "One lady had on a white coat," she described."One was named Dr. Susan, and she had on a light orange coat. Dr. Susan seemed tohave brown-blonde hair with bangs over her forehead, and the rest of her hair was pulledback away from her face. She had what looked like stuff from a dentist's office set up inmy mom's room. It had instruments of some kind on it, but it is not clear what they were.The really clear picture is of the shot thing. It was wrapped in cellophane or plastic, andthere was this little hose that went with it. Both the shot thing and the hose were in thesame clear plastic bag. Dr. Susan began to open the shot bag, and I got scared andasked her if I had to get a shot with that thing."Dr. Susan then directed Pat to Mr. Donaldson, who was in the living room, speakingangrily to some men dressed in what she described as "white moon suits" holding"white metal boxes without handles." He was saying, "I told you to use the ones withthe handles."Pat said the shot made her feel "dreamy" and willing to talk about her "secret"memories." She was upset that Mr. Donaldson didn't believe her. "I always told thetruth," Pat said, "because my mom hated a liar, so in my wide-eyed innocence I told thearmy men about my visit with the beings. And I cried when they told me I didn't see what Ithought I saw. They treated me like I was lying about it. After I cried, I guess Mr.Donaldson felt sorry for me because everyone started being 'sugar' nice. But I didn'tlike that at all because I knew it was fake. Why did they say I didn't see the little boy?Why did such a wonderful thing as this visit get everyone so upset and mad? And whydid I have to get a shot?"Someone asked about the glowing white beings and Pat said they were angels."How do you know they are angels?" her interrogator asked."Because they told me so," Pat replied."And what else did they tell you, Pat? Did they tell you anything else?""Yes," Pat answered, "they told me a lot of things, but I can't remember now. Someday I willremember, but not now.""Why can't you remember now?" she was asked."Because ," Pat replied, "they said it's not time to remember, and besides, you werecoming here, and I can't tell you because it's a special thing. When I'm a lot older I'llremember what they said and what's going to happen.""Did they tell you what's going to happen?""Yes, they did, they told me about the 'bad time on earth.' I'm not supposed to tell aboutthat. I can't remember now. Well," she admitted, "some of it I remember, like thecrystalline ship they were in. It was full of lights, and I called it the crystalline ship

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because it wasn't metal like a plane. The lights made everything work by itself, andthey move things without touching them, and even me, they moved me without touchingme. They moved me up and down, and they are full of love, and they protected me with asilver light in me, and I love them."One of the army men then asked her to describe the little boy's hair and clothes. Patsaid she felt as if the army man was dumb, asking such a question. "Don't you know,"she told him, "that the beings don't have hair and they don't wear clothes? Thelittle boy has real big, slanty eyes that can film everything inside me, in my head andmy soul. He talks to me in my head and doesn't use his mouth because he only has aline there. He's really skinny, but he doesn't have to eat because he's an angel."I thought angels had wings, and I laughed because he laughed with his eyesbecause he knew what I was thinking about the wings. I got kind of scared because Iknew he was really an angel then. He knew what I thought, and only angels can tell whatyou think all the time, except so can Jesus. So I thought in my head,

Do you know Jesus?

and the beings and I filled up with a 'love' feeling that kind of made me cry and'know’ something special. And the being said,

Yes

in my head. I said,

Are you like the angels?

And the being said,

Yes, but not as you have been taught.

I wanted to stay withthem and go back with them.""Pat, stop for a minute," the interrogator interrupted, "and let us ask you a question.You said you wanted to go back with them? Where did you want to go back to?""I can't tell you that," Pat replied, "I'm not supposed to tell that part. But the angelsaid when it was time to go they would come back, they promised me. I made them promise me. Imade them promise not to forget me and I begged them to take me, but he said it wasn't time yet.I begged and cried and felt real sad. Mr. Donaldson asked me why I was crying, and I told him,'Because you're making me cry and you're making me tell, and I'm not supposed to tell, and youthink I'm lying, but I'm not.""Okay, stop crying, Pat," Mr. Donaldson told her. "Calm down and listen to my voice. I don'tthink you're lying, and we won't ask you any more questions if you tell us about yoursouvenirs. Where are they, Pat? Do you have souvenirs?"Pat began to feel very stressful and mistrustful of the army men. She tried not to say anythingmore, but Mr. Donaldson kept badgering her, "Where are your souvenirs?""I cried," Pat said, "and told him they were mine and why did he want them? I said they were inmy cigar box under my bed. I wouldn't give them the box, but my sister went and got it forthem."When they took the cigar box, which contained Pat's "green healer rock," it was put into one ofthe metal boxes by the men dressed in the white protective suits.

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