Chasing Phantoms - Carissa Conti-pages

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Chasing Phantoms - Carissa Conti-pages

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55 Residual arm rash. Sitting on a chair in a room with that same yellow hue to everything, although here the yellow tint was even more pronounced. Again, I seem to be in a passive, drugged state. I’m slowly scratching at a spot on my lower left arm with my right index finger. That spot is irritated, and as I scratch at it in a daze, a spotty rash appears. I had this flash while sitting at Einstein Brothers Bagels (Fort Lauderdale) on March 22, 2003. This was the afternoon following an abduction, and I had been receiving indicators that something had definitely happened. And as I sat at my table spacing out, boom, this memory just flashed into my mind. Without even thinking about it I immediately grabbed at my left arm and turned it, looking for the rash, fully expecting to see it...and it was there. It was fading, but it was there, in that exact spot, and it was real. I was stunned, like, “Holy shit...” Flashback. A flash one morning back in early 2004 maybe, while lying in bed. I saw myself laying down, possibly on a table or something, in a brightly lit room, and there are several guys standing over me, leering and jeering at me. One leans in, he’s white, with brunette hair, and he’s right up in my face, laughing and mocking, and then scratches under my chin. [In the writing of Fritz Springmeier he mentions the “sex kitten programming” trigger of scratching under the female’s chin. Whether that’s what was going on here, I don’t know.] I just lay there in a daze, although I feel that even in my muted state I’m scared. But I don’t seem to be able to do anything about it, like maybe I can’t move. Their faces are blurred, and I seem to be drugged in general. The flash was intense and sudden, very unexpected, and jarred me out of my relaxed state. I didn’t like it at all, and my first thought was “WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!?” Although I did know what it was, even if I didn’t consciously remember the incident. Part II - My Own Experiences —_—_—_—_—— ee *e better in one of the dreams, and she seems to have thin lips, big eyes, and a fixed expression.