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90 The next anomalous message occurred after moving to Florida, in about April of 2002. It was strange, like a whooshing wind noise, and these random, weird, far away sounding blips, and finally the distorted, possibly electronic voice of a little girl saying “Bye!” and hitting one of the number buttons on the phone. Tom figured out it was the 9 button. What it all meant, I had no idea, but it was bizarre, and I’d never heard anything like that before. I had loads of “stuff” going on during this time, so it fits right in. I still have a copy of this message, and Tom has run it through all sorts of filter programs to see what he could find. A third really odd one was a sentence fragment featuring a man with a southern drawl saying, “...manufactured hearts and kidneys Pheees and limbs and things.” That’s it, message ends. Still have a copy of that one as well. Some people may be dismissive of these messages as being wrong numbers or crank calls, but the interesting thing is they only ever happened during those crazy times when I had a lot of negative abduction activity occurring, and when I was in a vulnerable position in life. So, that’s an important factor in determining whether or not it as a sidetrack circus diversion/fear and paranoia generator event. Then there’s phone call interference, which has happened to me on four separate occasions that I can remember, with only two people in my life - once while talking to Joe back in 1999, and three times with Tom. Phone interference as I’ve experienced it wasn’t for the purpose of wrecking the phone call to get us to hang up, but rather to announce their presence, let us know we were being listened to, and possibly instill fear too, I’m sure. When it happened to me and Joe, the noise scared the crap out of me. One second we were taking, the next there was a very sudden and loud blaring crazy noise that caused me to jump and pull the phone away from my ear, heart racing, nerves standing on end. It went on for a good ten seconds too. It’s actually very similar to what happens in the movie “Mothman Prophesies,” where Indrid Cold creates a blasting noise that causes Richard Gere to jump and pull the phone away from his ear. My incident happened in ’99 though, two years before the movie. With Tom, it’s always been like distorted electronic beeping. The three times with Tom were during times when he was back in Iowa for family stuff while I was by myself at home. One of those phone calls was a very big deal, the Chasing Phantoms i