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Chapter Five Nevertheless, here I was, talking to a “long lost cousin” because I had seen a purported UFO! We decided to have lunch. It was completely strange to meet this man who had so strong a family resemblance to me, and who was intelligent, articulate, informed, and clearly a scholar of some intelligent, articulate, ‘informed, and cl considerable prowess. Let’s call him Sam. articulate, and clearly of some I told Sam about our channeling experiment and joked about the “lotto number test” that clearly wasn’t working, though we had won a decent prize completely without a prediction from the board. This item seemed to interest Sam a great deal, and I ended up inviting him to join Meanwhile, two most disturbing things were taking place that are mirrored in the report about the Clapham Wood Black Boomerang and it’s effect upon animals. My collie, Danny-boy, went into a decline that nothing could reverse. The vet was completely baffled, and everything we tried, failed. In the end, he could only suggest a congenital heart defect leading to cardiac insufficiency. Within three months of the Black Boomerang, he died with his head in my lap on the kitchen floor. Danny was only 3 years old, a gentle and wonderful dog. I was heartbroken. (Yes, it was quite startling when I discovered the article quoted above some years after this event and noted the effects on animals described therein. But, at this point in time, I was making absolutely no connection between the Black Boomerang and Danny- boy’s death.) At the same time, my own physical condition, instead of getting better, had gotten worse from that first night in the pool. I was constantly sick. I had a terrible rashes, hives and welts. All the mucous membranes of my body kept swelling to the point that my throat and nose would almost shut completely. The undersides of my eyelids were so irritated they oozed yellowish, sticky fluids constantly. My ears itched deep inside which nearly drove me crazy. These symptoms were always the precursor to a sort of “attack”. This began with severe nausea. | felt as though a fence post had been driven through my chest. My breathing was labored and painful; I broke out in a cold sweat. My doctor finally suggested that I was suffering allergies which exacerbated my already compromised cardio-pulmonary system. It was decided that I must have reached a sort of “critical mass” of allergen exposure at some recent time. I had some relief from benadryl and other allergy medications, but that was not a long-term solution. My body simply did not seem to be able to handle the toxins anymore. The doctor wanted to run extensive allergy tests and begin a course of Frank and me for our next session.