The Stella Sessions - Part XI

The Stella Sessions

20 April 1990

J: Now, about the time you left your work and came back two hours late, do you remember that incident? I want you to tell me what happened. You were in the Mall, I think, and you saw somebody?

S: No, I was downstairs in front of the office and I had just had lunch and as I was leaving through the doorway this girl approached me on my right side.

J: Can you describe her?

S: She’s about my height, slimmer, just very average looking, with dark brown wavy hair, shoulder length, brown eyes, fair to light olive skin. She’s wearing jeans and a chequered shirt.

J: What did she say?

S: I think she said she wanted to talk. She asked me what I thought of Whitley Strieber’s works. It was a very brief conversation.

J: And then what happened?

S: I went to walk into the office. But instead I just keep getting a picture of steps leading up to the Mall. That’s all I remember, going up the steps.

J: Had she gone up the steps?

S: I think she was on the left side of me, between me and the steps.

J: Just let the images come. You want to find out where you went during those two hours.

S: She’s just out there in the Mall next to me at the top of the steps, and she’s telling me to jump. I tell her there’s nothing up there, it’s just the sky. And I remember doing as she asked, because I felt really stupid.

J: What happens now?

S: I’m just seeing a dimly lit room.

J: How did you get there?

S: I don’t know.

J: Let’s go back a little bit. She asked you to jump. There were a lot of people around you and you didn’t want to jump.

S: I felt a force lifting me up as I jumped and kept going.

J: Did she come with you?

S: She was watching me go up. She stayed down there.

J: What about the people in the Mall?

S: No one reacted.

J: No one saw it? No one reacted?

S: No. Not now.

J: How high up did you go?

S: The force became very strong about ten feet up. It was almost like a suffocating sort of force. I don’t know how high up I went.

J: Did you look down at all?

S: I looked down as I was being grabbed up. It was almost like being grabbed and it just about knocked the air out of me. And I think I must have been about half bending downwards because of the force and I looked down and I was looking at her looking up at me.

J: How far down did she seem?

S: About ten feet.

J: That’s the last time you saw the ground – when you were about ten feet up?

S: I think so.

J: And you kept on going up till you found yourself in a little room? Is that right?

S: I don’t know.

J: the next think you knew is you were in a room?

S: There’s darkness around me. It’s very dim. There are a few people. One has a beard, which is unusual.

J: One has a beard? Describe him please.

S: He’s got shoulder length hair. It’s very difficult to see the [the whole picture]. All I can see is very distinct details. He has a beard. He’s a bit tall but slender. And they’re all in blue, but I’m not sure if the one with the bear is in a robe rather than a track suit.

J: What colour is the robe?

S: It’s so blurred. It’s very hard to pick out colours.

J: What shade of blue?

S: It’s not a light light blue. It’s a mid blue. It’s been [unintelligible] before but then again it could be because the room is so dark. He's standing there in front of me. There's a couple of others. They’re sitting on the floor and I’m standing there in the corner. There's a bench beside me on my right which extends down along the length of the wall. To my left, the back of the wall curves out and away. And there’s a light in front of me over the other end of the room. I can't see any light bulb. It’s glowing from underneath the floor between the corner of the floor and the bench in the wall. It’s just in one spot. It’s like a semi circular shaped room. The bench goes all the way along. There’s like a sink over the far end of the bench. There’s no taps or anything. It's  just like a hollow [unintelligible].

J: You’ve described that room to me. What’ happens now? You’re back in that room now.

S: I don’t remember. They’re all just standing around.

J: Yes. You’ll remember.

S: No I can't. I remember someone said about using the mind and I can do whatever I want to do with my mind. But that’s all. I don’t remember anything else being discussed other than a feeling that they wanted me to stay with them.

J: What did you say?

S: I don’t remember saying anything.

J: Now, you were there for two hours. It’s a long time.

S: I’d have half an hour for lunch.

J: I see. So you were there for an hour and a half. A lot must have happened. A lot must have been said during that time.

S: No. I don’t remember anything.

J: What happened when you got into the ship?

S: I don’t remember anything once I got on the ship.

J: You’ll remember a little bit because you remember talking to them when you first arrived.

S: I’m just getting the image now. I don’t know whether it's  related or not. There’s a table and someone is showing me a model of a building on it. It’s a four sided pyramid and each storey goes up on end on end and on end.

J: Where is the pyramid?

S: It’s small. It’s only about a foot high. It’s on some sort of table in the room. It's made of black glass and blue and white marble.

J: Did they tell you where it is?

S: I don’t recall the conversation.

J: What is the pyramid?

S: It’s one of their buildings.

J: Where is it?

S: Where they are.

J: Why are they showing you this?

S: I don’t know. It’s not what they are saying. It’s just a feeling I get. That it’s going to be build here. Somewhere on this planet.

J: When will they build it?

S: I don’t think they’ll build it. I think we’ll build it. Something about the time it’s to be built. It almost looks like a nose to be attached to something.

J: Ask them what else they showed when you were on the ship.

S: I’m back in the room with the pictures. They have pictures on their wall and they can show you whatever they want. It’s like the whole wall is covered with screens and there’s no projector in the room. I’m just seeing an aquarium. I’m outside the room in the doorway looking through. It’s just like looking at an aquarium.

J: Do the fishes look familiar?

S: Yes. They do. They look like our goldfish. It’s a huge floor to ceiling, side wall to side wall aquarium.

J: Is it possible that this is a glass wall and that the craft is under the sea?

S: No, I don’t think so. I don’t really know, but there are plants. It’s a picture inside.

J: Why do they have an aquarium?

S: I don’t know.

J: Is this on the same visit from the Mall? So they have you a tour of the ship?

S: I don’t know. I’m seeing a man dressed in black, like in black overalls, padded with a tight belt around his waist, and he’s standing there further down the passageway in front of a doorway that looks like it leads to some sort of room with the controls in it. He’s just standing there with his arms crossed. I don’t remember passing him. I don’t think I did.

J: Are they taking you aboard a ship?

S: No. That’s all I remember, just the room I remember being in. And at one stage a junction in a passage way was very brightly lit. The walls are so bright and white. The light’s sort of an aquarium type thing. There’s a tall one in black further down the passageway. I don’t know whether it’s the same room or not, or another room. It’s dark. There’s just the light coming in from the doorway behind and there’s something oscillating with the lights behind me. And I’m standing at a bed or bunk or table and there’s something else oscillating behind me from the ceiling. It seems like it’s up high. It’s affecting the light that is coming in behind me.

J: Can see what it is?

S: No. The impression I get is that it’s fan of some sort and it’s a darkly lit room. There’s about five low bunks only about a foot off the floor.

J: Bunks? For sleeping?

S: Yes. There’s people sleeping in them with no blankets over them.

J: What sort of people?

S: Could be us [i.e. human beings]. It could be the Blues. The first one’s wearing brown slacks and black shirt.

J: They look like human beings?

S: I can't see them. All I can see is their legs. The rest is in darkness. They look normal. Normal shoes.

J: They don’t take their shoes off when they go to bed as we do?

S: The first one doesn’t have his shoes off now. He’s wearing black polished shoes.

J: Is it dark in there?

S: Yes. The only light is coming from the doorway behind. There's someone else now who’s approaching me. It seems like robot or a being. It come up in front of me and turns to my left and faces the wall. There’s a bench on the wall but otherwise there’s nothing. It’s all smooth. The being is really strange. It’s pure white and there’s no facial features and the front half is clear.  You can see energy or electricity working behind it. It’s like a robot but there's nothing mechanical in it. It’s fluid or has white glowing skin.

J: What’s it doing?

S: It's  just placing it’s hand on the bench.

J: How tall is it?

S: A few inches taller than I am.

J: Is it a humanoid?

S: Yes. Its got a face with no features at all. It’s just completely smooth, almost triangular, but rounded. The broader part is at the forehead area and the point or apex is at the chin. It’s almost glowing. The face is transparent and most of the front areas are transparent. And you can see white wires that have got pin points of light and all short pieces joined together. It’s just inside.

J: Inside it?

S: Yes. It’s just composed of these glowing matchsticks all joining each other at angles. It's  just like a robot.

J: Is it standing around the bench?

S: It's  just standing.

J: Who’s with you when you’re seeing it?

S: I can't see anyone else.

J: Are you by yourself?

S: Mmm.

J: They’re letting you wander round the ship by yourself?

S: No. I’m being guided by someone but I can't see them.

J: Right. Where do you go from there?

S: Where the robot was standing or the being, or whatever it was, it slides back. Which is strange, because it had a bench on it. It wasn’t like a door. It’s sliding away from me and there’s just blackness. A real thick blackness in the room. I think I can just make out a framework or some sort but it’s just totally black. It’s like the star room I was in but there’s no stars. It’s just black. All the floors are black, the walls are black.

J: Are you inside it or outside?

S: Outside. I’m just in the room with the being.

J: What else can you see?

S: I don’t know. I’m trying to understand.

J: Don’t try to understand. Just say what you see.

S: It’s like the ceiling is domed and there are frames that come out and merge back in with the wall and they go up to the apex. And the higher parts are some sort of sections or screens or something. And it’s cold and it’s echoey.

J: Is it very big?

S: Yes.

J: How high would you say it was?

S: Forty or fifty feet high. It’s very high and very long. It’s rounded but not round.

J: How long?

S: About a hundred yards maybe.

J: Is it all dark?

S: A bit of light is coming in now, enough to see the framework on the top of the dome.

J: Is this in the craft itself or elsewhere?

S: I don’t know. It seems like it’s elsewhere. I feel like it’s out in space. It’s so inky black. But there's no stars. And though they’re coming very, very faint. And way, way, over between two supports, it sort of come out from the wall and then back in. It’s one section that’s seem to be lit from something coming through a window or a screen. I can see just dimly a couple of figures way, way over. It’s huge, echoey. I don’t remember it echoing in there before. But as you walk across the surface, it’s hard and cold, like marble, I suppose. I can hear my shoes clipping it. It’s a highly polished floor and its got etchings, like etched in it, engraved in it or something. It’s like a cobweb pattern, circular with lines radiating out from it like a spider’s cobweb. The lines are straight but making a sort of octagonal circular type pattern. It’s very much like a cobweb pattern on the floor, etched into the glassy surface. It reminds me a bit of an observatory where they have the domed ceiling. It must be some sort of observatory within a craft. There's nothing in the centre of it. I have a feeling that the domed ceiling could slide back, that the whole thing’s designed to slide back and fit into each other.

[End of session]

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