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154 During that first hypnotherapy session in my office, while the other guests were going on with the meeting, he told a most interesting story about that night he and his fiancée, a quite innocent and respectable young woman, had parked on a side road after they’d been to dinner and a movie. He and his friend had parked in a remote country area. When they heard a noise which frightened them they drove back to town. In essence that is all he and the young woman remembered afterward and that is what he told me. During the rest of the regression session there in my office he was able to remember much, much more. He had been paralyzed while his fiancée has been raped repeatedly by the “beings” who had abducted them. The doctor knew this but his memory had been masked, as had hers. The beings were certainly not benign scientists who had only the best in mind for earthlings. Oh, no, they were surely not benign. I had, of course, long ago given up any idea of these trespassers being “friendly.” However, what the man from Texas spoke about and drew for me during our regression session, almost tore me apart. His testimony certainly ripped up many of my most cherished notions of the alien intruders. When he made the drawing of a reptilian humanoid alien, the drawing was so awful, the image the most frightening revelation I’ve ever had. The drawing triggered fear and ae a frightened of the aliens because the picture he handed me brought into reality the fact that a species exists which in some way, degrades every human being alive. His drawing under regression showed large, dark, almost black, hideously reptilian humanoids. That drawing shook me to my core. It triggered both fear and recognition within me. I knew I was, at last, looking the enemy square in the face. I also knew I had Barbara Bartholic as told to Peggy Fielding terror within me. It seemed too real. That was in 1988. For the first time I was truly