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The one who’s next to Richard?
Yeah, the creature looks over at me—it must hear me. That’s good though. That’s good because that distracts him. And I think, “Keep your hands off him! Get away from him!” I know that they’re taking a sperm sample from Richard. I don’t know how I know it, but I know. I must have seen it. I think it… of course it would hear me. It knows that I’m saying something…. It either leaves Richard or it comes over to me next.
The same one, you think?
I have the impression it’s the same one. The same… either it says it from over there or coming over to me. It says, “Why do you interfere? Why do you want to interfere?” And I say, “You have got to be kidding! You filthy, disgusting creature. You can’t possibly be asking me that question.” It doesn’t understand all that; it just says, “Why do you interfere?” I say, “Leave him alone! Leave his mind alone!” And then it says that he belongs to them. And I say, “No he doesn’t! He belongs to me.” And then all it does is look at me. And it’s saying that I belong to it too. And I say, “No, that’s bullshit! I don’t buy that. I don’t care what you had to do with him when he was conceived. I don’t care what you’ve done to him, he’s not yours and I’m not yours. I’ll never be yours.”… I want it to leave Richard alone. It tells me that they’ve only begun with him. Why should I worry? No harm will come to him. I’ve got to get Richard out of this. Every time I have one of the encounters with one of those creatures, it just depresses the hell out of me.
Does he still stand there with you?
I don’t think, no. He does for a while but then he leaves. I don’t think they’re capable of altering what they’re going to do, so I’m sure he didn’t interrupt himself with Richard. On the other hand, I think he did know that I was trying to interfere. I don’t have the impression that they took eggs or anything this time, but I wasn’t paying any attention to that at all. It’s so hard to focus on anything to begin with, and when I saw that thing put its hand on Richard’s forehead, you know, I’m sure it was the same one who came over to me. But there may have been… there’s more than one running around. It seems there’s another one over with Richard now, sort of a smaller version of the bigger one.
Is it bigger than the little guys?
Yeah…. It’s something to do with sperm samples…. It seems like this one has to do with one of the female creatures.
What do you mean?
I have the impression that there’s a female creature that’s involved. And God knows what she’s doing to him, or telling him.
Is she standing next to him?
Yes. And even though she’s repulsive and horrible, there’s something seductive about the whole thing. I have the impression that she’s opening his eyes.
And is he still lying there?
And she’s opening his eyes. They’re too big. They’re too big. He’s frightened. I just want to scream at the top of my lungs and get her away from him. I’m moving my head from side to side because I’m so upset. I have to make a commotion. I have to make trouble. I have to do something. I’m screaming in my mind. I have the feeling… that she’s doing something to his mind. Like they do with mine. There’s something about it, like the other one was doing with him, but this is more intense or
something. How does anyone survive this? They’re putting something in his nose. I know this happened before me. I saw this. They put something in his nose.
They inserted something?
Or they took something out. And I think, “I always knew there was something there, he used to get nosebleeds.” I think that. I’m so furious at this whole thing.
(Name omitted by request)

The taking of sperm or the ending of the gynecological procedures usually signals the conclusion of the primary experiences. The Taller Being has left the room and only one or two of the Small Beings remain. The abductee continues to lie on the table for a few minutes. Then the Small Beings get her up, help her to her feet, and guide her out of the room. But the ordeal is not over.

Chapter 5
Machine Examinations, Mental Testing, and Hybrid Children

“ISN’T THIS A BEAUTIFUL BABY?”

By the time the abductee has finished the primary experiences, most of her dizziness, nausea, and confusion has passed, although her consciousness and visual perception are still altered. Her emotions are a mixture of fear, anger, and calmness. The intense alien bonding feelings have ebbed, but she may still feel emotionally attached to the Taller Being. She is now ready for the secondary experiences.

Like primary experiences, the secondary experiences involve physical, mental, and reproductive procedures. The sequence of secondary events is variable, and as always there are significant variations in each procedure.

MACHINE EXAMINATIONS

Either the abductee remains on the same table or the aliens lead her into a different room and help her up onto another table. This table is similar to the one that she has just left, except that it may have mechanical contraptions around or on it. She lies down, and the aliens quickly bring one of the machines over to her. They may pull it down from the wall or the ceiling, or “wheel” it over from a side area. It may be attached to the table, or the table may be rolled to it. They turn the machine on, and the abductee can hear a whirring or humming sound. She sees lights on the machine. It may remind her
of a “dentist’s light.” The machine is trained on her. The lights are intense. They may be blue or white or yellow.

Sometimes the machine comes down from the ceiling and gets closer and closer to the abductee. It is aimed at her head, her chest, or, more commonly for women, her lower abdomen. The lights become more intense as the device gets closer. If she feels any sensation at all, it might be a “tingling” where the machine is aimed. If the machine is pointed at the abductee’s head, she might see vivid colors. She is unable to move. The machine may be stationary, or it might slowly circle her body from top to bottom and back again. It is not uncommon for the light to focus on her lower abdomen and genitals. The entire table may revolve with the axis at the feet while her body moves from one apparatus to another.

The variety of machine examinations is great, although the exact purpose of the machines is unknown. Most abductees think they are recording devices, much like X-ray equipment. Somehow people know that the machines are scanning them, “taking pictures,” or making neurological measurements. When Marva Roberts was eight years old, the aliens used a machine on her that was beyond her ability to understand. During most of the hypnosis session she talked from an eight-year-old’s point of view.

Yeah, I know that they’re not going to hurt me…. But it’s okay. It’s okay. They’re not going to hurt me. But they just… What are you going to do, guys?
What are they doing now?
They’re just staring and that little noise they make… I hate this.… I don’t want to be here. There’s this thing.… Something here that they put over on top of me.… [She gestured to show me where it was. ]
Is this machine over your chest?
It’s kind of like over my whole middle; maybe it goes down to my knees. I don’t think I’m supposed to know all this. But it’s a black machine and it’s got like these lights coming out of it. And there’s lights up there that are, like, I guess it’s almost like that
little machine they used on me, and somehow they found something else in there. And it’s like a big one. And it’s… vibrating in my tummy again. It doesn’t hurt. It tickles a little bit, but I guess maybe they’re looking inside me. But when you tickle I touch it…
Did you touch the machine?
No, I touched the tummy because it tickled. And they put my thing back down again. But it’s okay, they’re not mad at me. But they’re just touching buttons up there, and… blinking something… I thought maybe they were going to move it up over my head or something. They kind of talked a little or something, and then they decided not to…
Do you hear any sounds from the machine?
Yes. It’s kind of like… the thing I can hear is like a tiny, tiny, I don’t know what it sounds like, it’s kind of like a hum. But it’s not a hum. It’s a real soft, tiny, tiny noise. It’s sort of like a buzzing… it’s just a tiny, tiny noise.… I’m tired. I want to go home.
Are you in the same room as you were before?
Yes.
Do they communicate anything to you while this is going on?
No. They won’t tell me anything, just like the grown-ups. But they come and mumble back and forth… shake their head or something, but they don’t tell me anything.…
Does the machine finally stop?
No, but they’re still kind of talking now… they’re pointing to the lights up on top of the machine, and they’re kind of talking. “Come on! I don’t like this!” They’re moving it away now. “Can I go home?” This is starting to bug me a whole lot. I don’t like this. Now they’re over there talking again or something. Uh-oh,
what’s that they’re poking into me? It looks like it’s kind of shiny. It’s kind of, it looks like metal but it doesn’t feel like it… it’s not cold. It looks like one of Mommy’s Tupperwares…. Something shiny—really orangy-fiery shiny…it looks like a piece of metal, and it’s got a whole lot of little dents in it.
Where is this?
It’s over my head. It’s just glowing… and it’s warm on my face. Whew, it’s bright!
Can you see colors, or can you see just light, or… ?
Well, that thing in the center is orange, and it’s a silver thing and it’s like warm on my face, and then it’s like white. It’s so bright!
Is it over your face, or over your head?
Well, it’s kind of like over my whole head. They want me to stay still. I’m not supposed to… and they didn’t say it, but they said they wouldn’t hurt me. I guess they wouldn’t hurt me. I guess I can do that. I guess I’m stuck here. I don’t want to be here. I want to go home. It’s really warm on my face! It’s really warm on my eyes. It’s dark up there still. I wish I could see something… they just put this thing on my head. This holds my head down.
Is this like a clamp, or is it like a helmet, or something that’s lying on top of it?
It’s kind of lying across my forehead. It looks like [whisper] because they… all three of them up there at my head. I can’t see anything because the machine’s on my head. Maybe they’re looking inside my head! Maybe that’s what they were doing! They don’t tell me, but I can’t understand the words, but they let me know that… special… just a kid… but they said that I can understand them and that’s what makes me special.
(Marva Roberts, 8, 1963)

The machine examinations may be quite elaborate, involving the abductee’s entire body. One woman was placed on a table, and a group of identical cylindrical machines were arranged around her table. They all went on at the same time and she felt an intense “pressure” inside of her. She bore it for a few minutes until she could not stand it any longer. When she reached that point, the Beings turned the machines off.

While most machine procedures involve the abductee lying down, many also require her to get into a cylindrical device that envelopes her. Abductees have also described procedures in which apparatuses are placed on top of or around their heads. Some of these head devices appear to make major muscle groupings move in the abductee’s arms and legs. Others make the abductee see bright colors and geometric shapes, and still others have no noticeable effect on the abductee. Sometimes headgear is even used in gynecological and urological procedures.

VISUALIZATION

Secondary mental procedures consist of having an abductee visualize scenes and objects that evoke an emotional or intellectual response. This allows the aliens to examine human emotions, abilities, thought processes, memory, and perhaps even intelligence. During these procedures, as in Mindscan, an alien stares deeply into the abductee’s eyes.

Imaging

In imaging the Beings bring the abductee into a separate room, where she either lies on a table or sits on a chair. A Taller Being comes over to the abductee and stands next to her. She is shown a screenlike apparatus and images begin to appear on it. The scene is often abhorrent and disturbing—death and destruction, calamity and war, atomic explosions, the end of the world, and so forth. She may see familiar people in it, such as her family suffering from the effects of nuclear war. It is extremely frightening and unsettling to the abductee, and she experiences great anxiety as the scene unfolds in front of her.

Conversely, the scene might be sexually charged. It can contain a romantic fantasy with a boyfriend or girlfriend or simply a person to
whom the abductee is attracted, and it might contain a sexual encounter. This agreeable scene creates loving and pleasant feelings in the abductee. At other times the images are mundane and commonplace, such as a scene of a pretty garden with a fountain, or a display of routine and normal family life. These scenes generally evoke a neutral response in the abductee.

Frequently, an abductee is required to gaze at an inanimate object. For example, an alien might hold a box of some sort, perhaps eight inches square with a small red light on it. The abductee develops an instant fascination with the box and stares at it steadily. She cannot move her gaze from the box. The box appears to have no intrinsic or apparent function other than to provide something for the abductee to look at.

All the imaging events have one fundamental factor in common: A Taller Being stands to the side of the abductee and stares deeply into her eyes while the procedure is in progress. Once again, he might be only inches away. She observes and he observes. It is this interactive staring that provides the key to these mental procedures. The aliens seem to want to analyze the emotional effects of viewing the images. The scenes themselves do not appear to have any prescient or prophetic value.

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