The Stella Sessions - Part XV

The Stella Sessions

June 20 1990

J: Today we are going to talk about the incident when the investigator came to your house and asked you to tell him about any marks you had. And later you went and had a shower and found something under your skin. Can you tell me something about that?

S: I first noticed a gray, almost black semi circular thing under my skin.

J: Where was it?

S: Under my neck. It was on the left side. I just happened to notice that in the mirror one day.

J: Was this before the investigator came or after?

S: No, it was after.

J: Can you go back a little and tell me about the investigators coming and why he came?

S: He came after the sighting I had.

J: Which sighting is this?

S: It was the ’77 sighting. No. It was ’79 I think. Anyway, it was one of the earlier sightings. I can't remember which.

J: Just go on. He came to the house. Can you describe him? You can see him quite clearly.

S: He’s of average height. He has straight dark brown hair. He’s slim build.

J: How old would he be?

S: He would appear to be in his late twenties, early thirties.

J: Did he give his name?

S: I don’t remember. He probably did.

J: Now, let us take you right back. You’re back there this time and you’re going to remember whether he gave you his name or not.  You’re going to remember very clearly. What is his name?

S: I think it was Paul.

J: Did he tell you how he’d come to hear of the sighting??

S: I remember my brother and sister being there. No, I can't remember how he found out.

J: Let’s get ahead then. What did he ask you to do?

S: He asked me if I’d noticed anything unusual on my skin.

J: Nothing else?

S: Any marks.

J: That was all he asked you?

S: Mmm.

J: Were there any other questions he put to you beside that?

S: No, I don’t think so.

J: Just that single question? How long was he with you?

S: He wasn’t there very long. Only about five or ten minutes.

J: Would he have had time to ask you for that one question in five or ten minutes?

S: Yes.

J: Do you think there were other questions he asked?

S: Possibly.

J: Let’s see if we can help you remember some of these other questions.

S: He asked about the sighting and we talked about that.

J: This was the sighting when you saw the cigar shaped object wasn’t it?

S: No. I don’t think so. I’m not sure but maybe it was.

J: And then he went away. Some time after that you found this foreign body?

S: A day or two later, that’s when I noticed it under the skin, half under the skin.

J: Yes, on the left side of your neck?

S: Yes.

J: Just where you’re indicating now with your left hand.

S: It’s sort of about there. I thought it was funny because I felt like Frankenstein.

J: Why did you feel like Frankenstein?

S: Because I had something in my neck and it was about the same position and maybe I knew it was something that was coming out from under my skin.

J: And how did you think it would come out? Did you think of seeing a doctor?

S: No, I didn’t.

J: Frankenstein was created, wasn’t he?

S: Mmm. He was created by a scientist.

J: That’s how you felt, that you’d been created by a scientist?

S: No, not that I’d been created but that I had something that looked different coming out from the side of my neck.

J: And who do you think put it there?

S: The aliens.

J: You thought that at the time did you? So go ahead in time, to the time when you were having a shower, what happened then?

S: I wasn’t actually having a shower. I was going to have one and I was in the bathroom and my neck had been playing up I don’t know how.

J: In what way?

S: Maybe it was acing or something, I don’t really know. It was bothering me and anyway, I just got into the bathroom. I was just about to get undressed when I heard this sort of creak as if something metallic had hit the tiles and I looked around everywhere and the only thing I could find was a tiny little silver thing, some sort of tiny screw or pin. It was so tiny, very miniature.

J: How big would you say? The size of a pin head?

S: No bigger. About that big, a few millimetres.

J: Spherical or cylindrical.

S: Cylindrical.

J: You’re going to remember quite clearly what you did with it.

S: I think I put it on my dressing table.

J: Did you tell anyone about it?

S: Yes. I told my family.

J: And did they look at it?

S: Yes.

J: What did they say?

S: I think they thought it was odd, but it could have been a tiny bolt from somewhere, without the head on it.

J: Did you check your neck to see if anything was still in there?

S: Yes I did and there was nothing there.

J: Was there any discolouration?

S: No. But it had been bothering me. I think it had been sore or something around that area.

J: Was it sore any longer after that?

S: No, it wasn’t. The object was shaped like a bullet, one end was rounded like a bullet and the other end was flat. And towards the flat end there was a wider bit, like a wider rim. It was a gray metal looking thing, very shiny.

J: What happened to it?

S: He came back for it.

J: Paul came back for it, did he? Did you give it to him?

S: I’m sure I must have, if he came back for it. I wasn’t there when he came back. If he came back he must have spoken to someone else in the family.

J: So who gave it to him? Did he ask for it?

S: I don’t know, I wasn’t there.

J: Then you must tell me how you know that they gave it to Paul, if they did give it to Paul.

S: I think my brother must have gave it to him.

J: Now you must remember very clearly.

S: I’m not sure. I’ve never remembered this before. I’ve seen my brother standing in the doorway leading to our bedroom and I think he said, ‘You know, that man that came around the other day.’ I think he said he came back and Mark gave that little thing to him because I noticed that it was missing. And he wanted to tell me about it before I got too upset.

J: Did you get upset?

S: No, not really. I would have liked to have kept it.

J: Did Mark say why he gave it to him?

S: I think he said he’d asked if there was anything that had turned up and I think that’s why Mark gave it to him.

J: Did you ever see Paul again after this?

S: No.

J: Was this the first time you’d seen Paul?

S: Yes, I think it was. I’m not sure, he may have been the one that came into the office in 1985. He may have been the scientist.

J: The scientist?

S: The one with the dark hair.

J: You’ll remember whether he was the scientist or not.

S: I think he was. I’m fairly sure that was him.

J: Let’s make sure. You’ll remember very clearly whether he was or he wasn’t.

S: I’m sure he was.

J: Now, is there anything else you want to tell me about that incident.

S: No, I don’t think so. I think that was all that was to it.

J: Tell me about the incident with Megan. Was it ’77?

S: I remember seeing the craft lower down in the window and the beam, and the one walking towards us, one of the Blues. He was looking at us as we were watching the craft and I remember him going over to Megan and looking at her. And then....the figures were really appearing on their own. And they were gradually becoming more solid, and two were asking us if there wasn’t any disease or something. And then, I don’t know, it seems about there that I was knocked to the ground and I remember struggling and screaming. I just couldn’t stop screaming. And he was so heavy and I was kicking and punching and screaming.

J: Who knocked you to the ground?

S: One of the Blues. He was so heavy, and then he put his mouth over my throat and he said if I didn’t stop screaming he would tear my throat or something. It was horrible. And he gripped my throat with his mouth and it was very painful and I couldn’t scream after that. I couldn’t shout and I tried. Anyway, I was still kicking and struggling and eventually he pinned me down. But he wasn’t able to undress me because he just had me pinned down and I was struggling too much. And then a white light appeared, and I was standing up in the white light and that’s when the craft room appeared.

J: That’s when you appeared in the room?

S: Yes. I think that’s how the sequence went on. I’m not really sure. It seems about right.

J: Now, let’s go on to that sequence where they put you on the table. You said the table was Y shaped, is that right?

S: No, it was straight.

J: But this was a Y shaped table at a later incident, was it?

S: No, it bends when you were on it, unless they changed me to another table. I was on the table and the blue eyed doctor was there. He asked me to move down a bit on the table. But I didn’t want to go up on the table and they had to force me on the table. Somehow they got me there because the next thing I remember was...

J: Were you dressed or undressed at this stage?

S: I think I was undressed. And he said to me to move further down so that my knees were over the edge of the table and I wouldn’t. The next thing I remember was I’m lying flat on the table and part of my knees are hanging over, it was the part that had a mechanism in it to change it to a Y shape, unless they put me on another table.

J: What happened then?

S: I don’t know. I remember them poking and prodding.

J: Was this a gynaecological examination?

S: I think so. Yes. It felt like it.

J: Where were your arms? Did they hold your arms?

S: I think there was a strap on the upper arm, but I’m not sure because my arms were down at the time and I couldn’t move them anyway, if I tried. I think that was all. I can't remember anymore.

J: After that somebody came in? One of the green ones?

S: Mmm.

J: With the blue and white thing in the jar?

S: No. It wasn’t in a jar. That was the ’80 one.

J: That was the ’80 incident. So with this one, you can't remember anymore was that right?

S: I just remembered feeling very, very tight in the lower abdomen and I kept feeling stretched...as though feeling something cold and wet, the gynaecological part of it. I don’t know, like a swab or something. That’s all I remember. They must have had a needle or something in my navel because my navel was so sore. I remember that afterwards my nevel being very, very sore.

J: Was that the time you had a needle in your navel?

S: No, I hadn’t remembered this before. And then, I’m just lying on the table and I have my clothes back on. And that’s when I get up and walk over to the bench.

J: Let’s leave that for a moment and go to 1985 or so when you were walking around lunchtime and you saw, at the entrance of the arcade, a dark haired, perhaps blue eyed man with a five year old, red haired daughter, also blue eyed. Can you describe that?

S: He was of average height. He wasn’t skinny and he wasn’t paunchy. He was just an average build and his hair seemed to be sort of almost black and wavy and he was standing there with his daughter and there were a few men around them. They were in a group. [unintelligible] The other men, they were wearing dark check suits, black, I think.

J: Do you know how many men there were?

S: About four maybe six. It’s a fairly big crowd or group. And they all just seemed to be standing there waiting for someone. They weren’t window shopping or walking by , they were just standing there waiting and I was feeling really nervous as I approached. It was a hot day and I remember I’d broken into a cold sweat.

S: Yes.

J: Did you know why you did this?

S: No. I remember having seen the man with the blue eyes before, but I don’t know where. He looks very, very familiar. I couldn’t remember where. It was just something about the whole thing, the vibes, maybe I was over reacting. And as I’m walking by she’s sort of standing between him and me, just watching. And something about the way that she’s talking to him that made me think maybe she doesn’t have a mother. I think she’s asking why I had red hair like her. It was in effect the same shade. Hers was very, very red.

J: Very, red, carrot colour?

S: Yes. Maybe not so much carrot. Yes carrot but a deep, deep carrot. And I remember catching him explaining something to her as I walked past. She’s a very familiar sort of girl. I think if I had smiled at her, she would have come up to me and said ‘hullo’. But he was saying to her that maybe I was a relative with red hair or something.

J: I will count up to five, and you will know whether these people are aliens or not. If they are, just raise your finger.

S: [Indicates ‘yes’].

J: Is this red haired child yours or not. You’ll raise one finger in the same way to indicate ‘yes’. [Counts up to five].

S: I’m being told she’s mine but I don’t feel like she’s mine.

J: Who’s telling you that she’s yours?

S: Her voice is saying whose else could she be?

J: Right. You’re permitted to know that this child is yours.

S: Mmm.

J: Does she have a name, this child?

S: I don’t know.

J: Can you describe the child? I want you to see her very clearly.

S: The first time I saw her she had very, very white skin, freckly on the nose and cheeks, large blue eyes, like his eyes and long red hair. She was wearing a very pretty dress.

J: How tall was she?

S: The first time I saw her she would have come up to my hips I suppose. About the size of a five year old. A little bit plump. She had a small nose.

J: Was there anything odd about her in any way which would single her out from an ordinary human child?

S: No, no. She spoke very clearly, very intelligently for a child of that age. No, there’s nothing, except her skin was so white.

J: Unusual isn’t it to see a child with a skin that was so white? Where is the child now?

S: She’s with her them.

J: Where are they?

S: She’s with family.

J: Do you know where they are? Ask them where she is. You’ve a right to know, if she’s your child.

S: I don’t know. I’m seeing a dark landscape. It’s very dark and there’s a red sunset. There’s a cloud low on the horizon reflecting the red colour.

J: The red sun or the red sunset?

S: Red sunset.

J: What’s the landscape like?

S: It’s very mountainous and rocky and black. The soil seems red too, like the Nullabor, but it’s very rocky and I’m looking down into a valley with mountains up on the other side and I’m looking down from the top of a mountain into blackness like a deep ravine.

J: Aare there any habitations there? Any dwellings at all?

S: No. But along the ravine there’s a great big blackness, as though there’s a huge black entrance into the side of the mountain. I don’t know, I think there’re in there somewhere. It’s not at all like here. Here we have sunlight and it’s so pretty here but there it’s so cold and windy. There’s just nothing there. It’s so cold and wintry. It’s so damp.

J: Is this on earth?

S: No. I’ve never seen it anywhere before.

J: Is it in this galaxy?

S: Yes. It has to be. It just looks so different.

J: Somewhere in this galaxy? Not in another galaxy?

S: No. I feel like I’m looking at our galaxy. I can see the swell of our Milky Way and on a screen it just about fills the whole of it. I think they’re trying to say it’s another galaxy.

J: Now, let’s move on to another memory of yours, another episode. You bring the car home and you see a white light. Is it in your driveway? Is that in Ferndale?

S: Yes. Which year are you talking about? The one last year?

J: The year that the car disappeared.

S: No, that was in Gosnells in ’86.

J: Well, that was in Gosnells then in ’86. I want you to go back to that year. You’re bringing the car home. What time is it?

S: I’m bringing the car home. I think I’d went to Mona’s, my mother in law. But it’s really late. I don’t remember driving home, but I must have. I just parked the car in the driveway and went back inside. It must have been about 11.00 p.m.

J: And what do you see?

S: I don’t see anything. It was when I was driving the car out to go that I saw a huge white star over behind the house.

J: Let’s start with that then. You’re driving the car out. What time is it now?

S: It must have been about 7 or 7.30.

J: It's 7 or 7.30. You’re driving the car out when you see this huge white star. What’s happening now?

S: My car has stalled, so that’s why I got out. Because it had stalled and I was going to go back inside and ditch the plan about going out. I looked up that’s when I saw this big white star. For a minute it was like there was two or three behind it and the first one stayed there, but then one moved off to the left and one moved off to the right and one separated from the first star and was just above it. Not as bit as the first star, sort of between the city and the hills and they seemed way, way off behind the house. And then I heard this, I think I must have caught a flash out of the corner of my right eye because I turned to my right and I remember seeing a flash as one of the white stars or another one, way over behind me to the south and towards the hill, flashed past and then I heard a bang. I thought it had hit the side of the hills but it was such a loud bang, but it shot straight up in the air.

J: There was a noise?

S: Yes. A really loud bang. And it shot straight up in the air and it went so quickly. It just disappeared like that.

J: And what do you do now, after this happened? What are you doing right now?

S: I turn back to the first star and it’s gone, I think. And then I notice down in front of the house in the garden there’s an olive skinned man and he’s wearing a white skirt with pleats in front. It has got a gold – it looks like printed gold trim – on the waist and the hem. He looks very regal. There’s something about him. And just as I see him there, three or four Blues appear in the driveway. They just appear out of thin air. They don’t look totally solid. At first they look hazy and I’m mad at them because they found me. I thought I’d got rid of them. They followed me. I feel like they followed me and I’m shouting at them and I’m so mad. I remember being so angry.

J: This is the famous red heads temper.

S: And they were just standing around laughing. They thought it was really funny. And one of them said, ‘At least we know her lungs are O.K.’ I think they thought it was a big joke that I was so angry. I think what they thought was funny that I’d thought I’d got rid of them. But I hadn’t and they were laughing at my reaction. And then they said that their pharaoh wanted me or something.

J: They used the word ‘pharaoh’?

S: Yes, they did. And I said that I couldn’t go to him. That I was married. I remember one of them pressing me up against the car. They said I had to take off my rings and leave them on the car. That I had to go with them. And I remember thinking ‘No, I don’t want to take my rings off.’

J: Your wedding ring?

S: Yes. And I didn’t want to. And I thought they were going to steal them but they said in the morning the rings would still be there. I still didn’t trust them. And then one of the Blues, the main ones, pressed me up against the car.

J: With his hands?

S: With his body. I don’t know why he did that.

J: What happens now?

S: They left. No, before they left, one jumped or appeared on the roof of the car, and there were cars passing by and I remember thinking, ‘I wonder if they can see them.’ But they didn’t stop and I was wondering why they hadn’t noticed them.

S: Were you on your driveway?

J: Yes. And there was a white car further, a very sporty low-lying white car parked outside my neighbour’s house, the neighbour on the left, and there seemed to be someone inside who could see what was going on.

J: Did he do anything?

S: No, he just sat there watching and I think I went inside after that.

J: You’re sure. This is very important.

S: No. First of all they told me to stop taking the pill and they said I would have a son and I remember thinking ‘No, I don’t want to stop taking the pill,’ and I don’t think I did because I certainly would never became pregnant anyway to my knowledge.

J: They knew you were taking the pill?

S: Yes.

J: They monitored you very closely, I think.

S: They told me to stop taking it that night. That I wasn’t to take it. And they said I had to trust them. I don’t know why. I certainly didn’t feel like trusting them. They said I had to trust them and they would send someone.

J: What about the car?

S: The car’s still there. I think I went inside the house, but then later on I remembered pulling up at my mother-in-law’s place.

J: So obviously you didn’t go inside the house?

S: I couldn’t have. I think I got to the front door and I remember looking at the front door and then thinking, ‘O, that’s right I was going to visit my mother-in-law,’ so I turned around and went back.

J: Into the car?

S: Yes.

J: Are you in the car now?

S: Mmm.

J: Are you driving out?

S: I’m driving to my mother-in-law’s. But when I get there it's darker, much darker. It’s black. It’s late. And my brother-in-law comes out of the house and he said ‘It’s too late.’

J: So there’s been some time missing obviously. How much time is missing?

S: Well, if I left about 7.30 or 8, it was 10.00 o’clock.

J: So, what’s happening as you’re driving along?

S: I’m hearing that loud banging. No, I’m not that was before. I’m just driving along.

J: What’s happening?

S: Nothing, it’s all black.

J: See if we can wake up your memory. You’re driving along.

S: I’m approaching the intersection of Warburton and Spencer Road and it’s gone dark very quickly and I turn left into Warburton. I don’t know why I did that.

J: Is that on the way to your mother-in-laws’s?

S: No.

J: You’re going the wrong way.

S: Yes. And I thinking I have to turn back. I’ve taken a wrong turn. I don’t know. It’s all black. I can see my car parked on the side of the road. That’s where the bush is before they started building houses there. It’s past the shops along Warburton about half a mile, a mile from there. There’s just bush all around. I can see like I’m looking down on my car through a hatch opening. I’m floating around. And there’s a Gray on my left as I’m looking through the hatch opening. I can hear the words, ‘You’ll come back,’ or ‘You’ll go back.’ It’s all well lit. Full bright. It’s gray, just a gray well-lit strong light. And fierce strong light above me. It's like there’s a blanket or something covering part of my vision and blocking part of the light.

J: Are you standing up or sitting, or lying down?

S: I think I’m lying flat. It’s so warm – even hot – from this white light. But the table’s cold. I’m feeling cold.

J: The table’s cold but the light is warm. Have you got a blanket?

S: Mmm.

J: Are you dressed or undressed?

S: I don’t know.

J: You’re there now, you can tell whether you’re dressed or undressed.

S: I don’t know. I think I must be dressed. I don’t remember being undressed. They’ve got a sheet over part of my vision and I can't see.

J: Are they doing anything to you?

S: I could hear something tinkling like glass or metal on metal. But now there’s absolute silence other than that. There’s a soft humming.

J: Do you remember anything more?

S: No. Just a rushing of wind. It wasn’t so much a humming but it was very faint. It was more a wind as well.

J: Are you still on the table?

S: Mmm. I can't even see anyone now. There’s no people. There’s nothing. It’s just bare.

J: On the table?

S: Yes. There must be be someone there because I can hear something, metal on metal. There's one Gray standing there at my feet and one Gray over there. That’s all.

J: You’re in the car and you’re turning into Warburton Road, what’s happening now?

S: We’re driving along and for some reason we go over to the right side and park on the right side. There’s a lot of gravel there.

J: Who’s with you? Anybody?

S: Somebody’s with me. I don’t know if it’s Michael of not.

J: So you’ve parked on the right side where the gravel is? What happens now?

S: I think I got out but I don’t remember getting out. I just remember looking down on the car, floating way up.

J: Now you’re floating way up, looking down on the car. Is it dark?

S: No, it’s daylight, I think.

J: You’re floating up. What happens now?

S: I see a picture but I don’t remember this before.

J: I want you to describe that section again where you come into the craft and they’re all around you, Grays all around you, and there’s a female there and you think they’re a little frightened of you.

S: Mmm, because I can stand up. They told me to stand and I didn’t want to. I’m so tired. They told me to stand and I stood. You could tell by their eyes, it wasn’t horror, it was more fear. I think they felt they were losing control and she looked worried and there was one standing behind me and he sort of backed off and then walked off quickly away into the door behind me.

J: How many of them are there?

S: There are lots of them in there before. I remember seeing all their heads.

J: Are they there now? You can see them, can't you? Quite a crowd.

S: No, crowd’s gone. I just found myself sitting. I don’t know where the crowd went. I didn’t see them go.

J: Can you describe the room again for me?

S: It was circular, the walls and the ceiling were hazy, sort of whitish-gray. I don’t know whether it was domed or not, but the room was circular and there’s the hatch in the centre. And there’s a door leading into a well-lit passage behind me. I was sitting facing the hatch. There’s nothing in front and to my right in the way of doors. There’s a doorway to my left and a doorway behind. And on my left there is the female one with a couple of others and then there’s that one that took off, he was standing behind. And I think there were one or two over on the left hand doorway. That seems to be a very important doorway for some reason, that left one. And then they told me to stand so I stood and that’s when they didn’t like it. So I crouched back down again and that was O.K. and then they asked me why I couched back down and I said that they looked frightened but they wouldn’t admit it. I seemed to have been there for ages.

J: How did you communicate with them?

S: I think I talked. I don’t really know.

J: How did they communicate with you? Did their lips move when they talked?

S: Their lips moved slightly. They don’t actually open, they move slightly.

J: Are they talking English to you?

S: Yes. You hear their voice within you. It’s not like hearing you and me talk. It’s more like hearing a voice within.

J: Like telepathy?

S: I suppose if that’s what telepathy is, then yes. It’s very strong. You know it’s their voice. It’s not your own little inner voice.

J: What is going on now?

S: They’ve turned me around and I’m walking towards the doorway behind me. But I don’t really know. I remember it was very bright, the doorway. I’m walking towards it slowly and there’s a few more coming round. They seem to be sort of like escorting me, I suppose. There’s a female on my left and there’s the one who took off. He's in front. There seems to be another couple over to my side or behind me. I get the impression they are there, not so much as as if they think you’re going to run off or do something, but in care you fall or something. I think we had a lift down the passageway.

J: What’s happening now?

S: It’s well lit and there are doors leading into tiny rooms along there. One on the left and two on the right.

J: Are you walking?

S: I don’t know. I know I’m upright.

J: How are you travelling?

S: I feel very light. I think I’m being carried in an upright position. I’m very light like I’m levitating.

J: Like floating?

S: Yes, and they’re just holding me at the elbow and my arm is bent at the elbow, my hands are in front, but they are supporting under the elbow.

J: Can you feel yourself walking or you’re just waiting?

S: No, I can't feel myself walking. It’s just gliding along. Like they can make you levitate or something.

J: So what’s happening now?

S: Well, there's one doorway to the left and two to the right. We pass the first doorway on the right and we are just approaching that second doorway and there’s a table but it’s not a flat gray table. It has a plastic or glass, it’s like a capsule. It’s capsule shaped and there’s two enclosed ends and the middle section is open. And the two enclosed ends are plastic and shiny and black, very dark colour. It’s sort of solid, yet you can see through. At the same time it comes around then there is a groove and then it goes up. It’s a strange capsule. It’s like a line within the pattern of it, along the length of it. It looks padded inside. It’s padded in the base and there are straps across the top and bottom. Maybe one in the middle too. I think there’re in three sets of straps.

J: What’s happening now?

S: They’re just looking at it. They’re just showing it to me. It’s almost like it’s too small for me and I’m sort of feeling a bit relieved because I’m thinking ‘Thank God, I can't fit in it.’ I didn’t go in it. They just showed it to me like a warning. I don’t know why they were showing it to me.

J: It too small for you, was it?

S: I think so, yes.

J: What happens now?

S: They’re walking behind me and I’m going with them. No, no. I’m left behind with one and he’s saying that they could send me off in that and I’m all rather puzzled. I mean where are they sending me. It’s strange. It looks like it’s built for travelling or speed or something but it’s so tiny and there’s no way they could control it. And then he’s walking out. He’s on my left pushing, guiding me, pushing me. He’s got his hand on my head and I’m floating out of my body. I’m looking behind. There’s sort of...[pauses].

J: You feel that you’re floating out of you body.

S: Yes, looking down on what’s happening and his arm is behind my back on the left shoulder blade instead of pushing me along like that as he walks along. Just floating out.

J: Now what do you see?

S: Just walking down the passageway again. I get the feeling they’ve shown me something very important, it’s so important, I must never talk about it.

J: What you’ve just described?

S: Yes.

J: The warning? But they’re allowing you to talk about it now. Why are they allowing to talk about it.

S: I don’t know.

J: Why don’t you just ask them? Why are they allowing you to talk about something so important?

S: I’m getting the impression they’re saying because sufficient time has passed. It’s what I heard.

J: Where are you now?

S: Heading further down the passageway. And it’s so bright and I’m feeling rather relieved because they haven’t shown me that great...and I think...It’s strange, it’s like a movie theatre. We’ve walked into the room on the right now. It was on the left, but walking back the other way, it’s on the right. It’s very dim like a movie theatre, and there’s quite a crowd of them in there. They’re all sitting there on low-backed chairs with single legs in the centre of the base. They’re all watching a huge screen. I get the impression it’s somewhere in the world but I don’t know where. They’re all watching. It’s like a movie theatre, and they’re watching us. I feel rather funny.

J: Can you see what they’re watching? Look at the screen. What are they watching?

S: There’s a lot of colour and action and lot of smoke. I think it must be a war going on somewhere. I mean there’s always a war going on somewhere on our planet?

J: There’s a war going on somewhere.

S: Yes. They’re watching that. I can see a red plume of cloud of gas or something and it’s on a tropical jungle. There’s a huge hill or mountain in the background going up and it’s sort of looking down into the valley from another hill in front of it. And where the two mountains meet, there’s a big open plain. It’s not open, it’s all green. There’s a lot of action going on down there in the valley where the two hills meet. I don’t know where it is. All I know is that it’s very jungly, tropical. Off in the distance I can see a coastline, sort of comes from a deep bay out to a peak and then comes back in. It’s going away from the action now and they’re all turning around and looking at me. I feel rather strange.

J: Are they all Grays?

S: Yes.

J: Are there any Blues in this ship?

S: No. They’re all turning and looking at me. I don’t know why. I feel like I’m being judged, that somehow I’m responsible. Sort of a funny feeling. I feel uncomfortable. I feel they’re just seen the worst of mankind, I mean, there are always wars going on and for all of them just to turn around and look at me, I sort of...No, I don’t really think they really hold me responsible, but I feel like I’m responsible. It’s a strange feeling. Maybe they’re weighing the balance, looking from one extreme to another extreme. Australia is really a very peaceful country, we don’t have any civil war, thank goodness. They seem to have questions in their faces and are also very judgemental looking. It's almost like I can feel them asking why. Perhaps they’re trying to work out why one society is fighting and another isn’t.

J: Where are you going now? Where are you going now? Are you still there with them?

S: Mmm. There’s someone on my left here, a bit taller. He’s nearly my height. They must be saying something but I can't pick up what they’re saying. All I can do is watch what’s going on.

J: What do you see  now?

S: A few of them have got up and stood up and they’re standing around me but it’s all slow. I mean nothing is happening. They’re all taller. I’m looking at them eye-level.

J: Are these a taller group? Taller than the Grays you have seen before?

S: Mmm. They’re still Grays, but I’m looking at them eye-level.

J: So they’re five and a half feet or so instead of four and a half feet.

S: Mmm.

J: Otherwise their the same? You couldn’t see the differences?

S: They’re not as thin and long-limbed, they’re more human shaped. They’ve still got the large eyes though.

J: Are they of the same species as the others?

S: I think so. If they’re not, they’re very close. The one on my left has now moved to my right or there’s another one on my right and he’s telling me it’s time to leave the room. I have a feeling that they must have been talking to me, but I can’t remember what they said. I just get the impression of displeasure. 

J: Displeasure with you?

S: No, with what they’re seen. It’s all quite funny, I mean, they’re all sitting around with cameras filming what’s going on and so there’s a very strong feeling of displeasure with what they’ve seen on the screen. It’s just a funny feeling that it might have been in Mexico but I’m not sure. It’s somewhere down there in South America.

J: In Central America rather?

S: It’s somewhere with a lot of jungle and two mountains. Just near a coast. I’m not sure, I’ve never seen that before. There’s a big beach. It’s like a white sandy beach there. It looks like it might be a popular resort. It doesn’t look populated, all the jungle makes it look like an isolated place.

J: By yourself?

S: No, there’s always a few of them around.

J: Where are you going now?

S: I’m turning into the passageway. I don’t know why but I just feel frozen there in that spot.

J: Now you're back with the tall Grays?

S: They lead me across to the next room which is the first room we passed, and that’s where the gray table is. I don’t know how I got on it but I’m on it.

J: Have you been on this gray table before?

S: No, it looks a bit different. It’s a very small room, and there’s a very strong light, like a spotlight beam. There’s a pole next to the table and it’s like a reading lamp. But it’s right down and it’s shining on the centre section and on one of the Grays. It looks like he’s taking blood.

J: From you?

S: Yes.

J: From where?

S: From my stomach, I think. Either that or maybe my arm was down there. It looks like he’s taking it. It’s the quickest sort of blood taking I’ve ever seen. I’m not in my body. I’m floating above looking down.

J: Are you dressed or undressed?

S: The mid-section looks bare but I don’t think I’m totally undressed.

J: So you’re just bare to the waist.

S: Yes.

J: Is he taking the blood from your stomach?

S: From the abdomen area, somewhere, and it’s like our needles a bit. It's a very tiny container but the needle’s very thickish. And he just rests it there and the blood just hoots up into it. They don’t pull anything out or push anything in.

J: Is there any pain?

S: No, I don’t think so. I don’t know. It looks painful but if the needle’s quite thick.

J: How much blood is he taking?

S: Just tiny samples. He does one and then he does another. And he does another. And it’s about that big. [Gestures].

J: What’s happening now?

S: Well, they take these samples over and I think they’ve removed the needle and they slotted it into this computer-looking bench on the wall. I mean they’re all very short and flashing lights and things when they do that. It must be giving them information.

J: About your blood?

S: Yes. I think they took some hair, though I’m not quite sure. At the back at the very end, about an inch.

J: They clipped your hair.

S: Yes, like a chunk of it, underneath at the back where you can't see.

J: Considerate of them.

S: Yes. I think that was all they did. I don’t remember much more other than leaving the room and going back...[unintelligible].

J: Do they look clear?

S: The bench and the computer looked solid, and the table looked clear and solid but the walls don’t. They looked static. [Sic].

J: Was it like that before?

S: It’s gone like that again. It was like that at the start now it’s like that again. When I came out of the dark theatre room the passageway was clear and it has gone all hazy again. And we go out I think. We back into the hatch room and I’m joining the female again. She’s there. And she’s saying ‘You have to wait.’ They’re all looking expectantly at the other door. And this smaller Gray comes out he comes over. He doesn’t look happy either, like the ones in the theatre. He’s telling me something and he’s saying I mustn’t go back to my house.

J: In Gosnells?

S: Yes.

J: Does he tell you why you mustn’t go back to your house?

S: No. I don’t know.

J: Are you arguing with him?

S: Well, I thought, more than argue. I think I said, ‘Of course, I have to go back.’ He’s very serious and very dogmatic. He’s saying it’s for my own good. He seems to give me the impression that it’s better we split now than later. That’s very strong that he seems to think we’re going to split any way so we might as well do it now, rather than later. They must have known before I came out of the house because Mike had gone out to play squash with Linda and I was resenting it a bit. I mean it’s not like me to do that. I was feeling so bad and ill with my back and arm and I resented Mike leaving me.

J: What was the matter with your back and arm?

S: [unintelligible]. I injured my back at work and I was having a bad bout after that and it was really quite painful.

J: So they Gray is telling you shouldn’t go back. But he doesn’t tell you why, is that right? He just says you shouldn’t go back.

S: No he didn’t tell me why, but it was the feeling I sort of picked up, I think.

J: So what happens now?

S: He was so insistent about it that it scared me a bit and anyway, I agreed with him, I said ‘O.K., well I won’t go back.’ I think that’s why I was driving to Mona’s with Mark. I think that’s why I was driving there to say good-bye and then I was going to go on to Mum’s.

J: This is important. I think we should try to find out if he gave you any reason at all for your not going back. Because he seems to take it so seriously.

S: It doesn’t seem to feel that it’s good for me either mentally or...because after that I did go down a bit. Maybe chemicals or something.

J: Chemicals? In the house in Gosnells?

S: Or around there. There’s an orange orchard next to it.

J: Which they sprayed, is that right?

S: I think so. I mean, I never used to see them spray the oranges.

J: They always spray the oranges.

S: They must do.

J: Did he mention the oranges?

S: No.

J: Did he say something about chemicals to you?

S: The way he was saying it was dangerous, perhaps. I got a very strong impression it was dangerous for me.

J: Physically dangerous?

S: Yes.

J: Due to chemicals? Not due to something else?

S: No. I think more chemical. That was the sort of mental image or thing I sensed. Then he started saying something else and I just agreed. I knew I should have been taking him more seriously. I couldn’t help but see the funny side to it. Here was this little person telling me off, or telling me what to do. It just seemed funny. And I’m finding it hard to take it seriously. I was feeling a bit excited at one stage, so I just agreed. And he seemed to think it very important to leave and knowing what I know now, I realise what he was getting at. I don’t think they liked Mike somehow. They didn’t feel  we were right for each other. Mind you, I had been feeling that way myself that evening.

J: Have you had any more images about the chemicals and the orchard?

S: No. That was it.

J: Go forward in time and tell me what’s happening now.

S: They’re saying I could go up to where his room is if I wanted to.

J: To the Gray’s room?

S: Yes. I don’t know whether he’s got an office there or not. But I don’t want to. I’m too scared to and I want to leave, and for now I leave.

J: How do you leave? Do you see yourself leaving?

S: No. I don’t remember how.

J: Go forward a little in time. Where are you?

S: I’m next to my car. I think they brought me down and it’s black outside. It’s really dark outside. The car is really well lit. I mean the beam on it is so bright it’s like  daylight. But it’s dark outside. And it's  cold and I've got to leave. I’ve got to go to Mum’s. So I just get in the car, I think.

J: And where do you drive?

S: I drove to Mona’s. I knew it was late.

J: Could you remember much about what had happened?

S: No. I couldn’t remember anything, except Mark came out and said it was a bit late, so I drove back home to Gosnells.

J: How were you feeling when you got to Gosnells?

S: I’m feeling fine.

J: Was the night Mike said your car missing or was that another night?

S: I don’t know. I’m really, really tired. I just remembered being so tired. I just crawl into bed. I don’t even remember changing. I’m feeling too tired. I felt this thump, it wasn’t a hard thump and it wasn’t soft. It was in-between sort of thump between Mike and me. I thought it was was Mike turning in his sleep. And his hand must have sort of popped down right next to me, and I woke up and looked over. I must have seen this black shadow there. It was like a female with long hair looking over...I couldn’t be sure. I thought it was my imagination playing tricks.

J: A female in the bed or by the bed?

S: By the bed, I think. And I think, ‘OH, don’t be silly. It's  your imagination.’ And I’m so tired. I remember my eyelids sort of being so heavy and I think Mike came over to my side. I’m not sure it it was Mike or not because it was a bit different.

J: How different?

S: He was sort of lighter. There were just one or two things...He was, I don’t know, just vague. It wasn’t quite like Mike usually.

J: Were you very sleepy?

S: Mmm. I was very tired and I remember...thinking I’m just being...my imagination was getting away with me and I was really too tired to be bothered anyway. I felt so tired. And it was so relaxing just to lie there anyway. [unintelligible]. I still felt different. I don’t think he had a beard [like Mike]. I think that’s one of the things.

J: What’s happening now?

S: I don’t know. It’s morning. I don’t know whether I remembered that morning or a few days later. Maybe it was that morning because I remember feeling really cold.

J: You felt cold?

S: Yes, and my hands were shaking. They kept shaking all the time and I kept thinking to myself, ‘Why am I like this?’ That’s when I started thinking, ‘Well, if nothing had happened I wouldn’t be like this.’

J: Were you at work?

S: No, I was at home. I was in bed before I got up.

J: You felt cold even when you were in bed?

S: Mmm. Really icy. I think that’s when I said to Michael, ‘What happened last night?’ And we started talking about it. He said that I was on top of him but I know I wasn’t because when...I remembered we made love he was on top of me, so that’s when I got the shakes really bad and I had to get out and have a shower. I couldn’t bear thinking about it. I had to do something to...Mike was a bit quizzical about it all. He didn’t seem to think there was anything odd but he noticed my hands were shaking and he asked me what was wrong and I sort of...I said, I think then that I hadn’t been on top of him. I think that’s when he mentioned something about long hair.

J: About long hair? He was thinking of you?

S: I think he did. But I think he thought he’s had a dream. He got a bit serious after that but I think he still thought it was all imagination. Anyway, I felt better after a shower. And I felt maybe I had...Maybe I’d forgotten what I’ve done.

[End of Session]

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