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middle. If I didn’t love my family, I might have already gone with her. A lot of times I am tempted to give in... She’s also trying to convince me that I can’t help anybody else who has a problem like mine. She says mine is not a mental illness... It’s a reality conflict... In the beginning I was really terrified. I would turn around and she would be there. I was afraid to go to sleep ant night, because she would come mostly at night, when everything was quiet, or in the daytime when I was at home alone. But usually she appears at night, when I settle down. She comes, and we go away together. She puts the cape around me and it seems like I go off into a dream world. The Lady takes me to beautiful places here on this planet or to other planets, and sometimes into the far, far past. Occasionally we even visit the future, but I don’t understand any of it... I still can’t get used to the way she looks... she’s not like we are. Not at all. She doesn’t even seem to have the same body composition as humans. When she touches me with her hands, it’s like touching dry ice... her hands just stick to my skin, and they leave red marks wherever she touches... The physical contact stings from the coldness and also burns a little... When she wants to she can control my thoughts. If she wants me to say something about her while she listens to a conversation, she’ll let me remember things. But if she doesn’t like a person, all information about her is erased from my mind as if she doesn’t exist. She says it’s time for me to talk about her. Also, she says that soon the whole world will know about her kind... she told me I was chosen... she needs people... she needs my breath. The lady needs that in order to survive in the human world. She has to have it on a daily basis in order to exist on our plane. I supply her with the breath of life every day, sometimes as often as three or four times a day. More energy output on her part and mine requires more feedings of breath... its the same sensation as you get when you hyperventilate... the Lady has to have breath in order to stay down here... I know that I’m going to have to give up my family because they’re Christian. I was saved at one time until the Lady came into my life. She says ‘I don’t know why you believe in old books that tell about a God that you must worship. That God belongs to other people and not to you. Have you ever seen God? You see me and you know that I am real, that I exist.’...it seems as if there’s something like an army buildup. A forceful thing on both sides... she said that she will convince me sooner or later that there is no God. Considering the matter in depth, I could see a tradition stretching back thousands of years, of otherworldly beings abducting humans and their children. 101 High Strangeness — Part One ..She thrives on wickedness. (Osborn, 1982)