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The Siege - Three The Siege - Three may even be genetically engineering a new cattle breed to withstand the coming earth changes, so that the human race can be assured of survival.” “We can’t prove it’s ETs,” the first woman added, “but it must be them. Common sense tells you that our government would stop it if it were only thieves. Besides, tustlers would want the whole cow, not just a cored-out rectum.” Everyone laughed, including Ted, and she continued. “TI think the ETs do their experiments to help mankind,” she said. “Word has gotten around the universe about how wicked the human race is, and how self-destructive, and they want to help us clean it all up.” “T hope you’re right,” Ted replied, “but I don’t under- stand why the ETs don’t just land outright and tell us what they want. Why all the secrecy?” “Look, Ted,” a young man explained, “you know how humans are. If the ETs land, the first thing humans would do is get their guns and start shooting. We’re just not spiritually evolved enough to handle a massive close encounter. The whole world would panic, and the ETs know it. That’s why they behave in the manner they do. They’re here to teach us, not scare us. They know better than to just land.” “Well, they sure as hell scared me,” he replied, pouring out the story of his abduction with the neighbors. His friends reacted with excitement and elation. “T’m not surprised,” one of them remarked. “Some of the things you’ ve told us made me wonder if you weren’t having alien contacts. How marvelous! You’re obviously a special person, a chosen person.” “T don’t know why this happened to me,” Ted said. “I don’t know anything about ETs, and to tell you the truth, the whole thing scared the living shit out of me. I don’t want them coming back to my house, or kidnapping me and my neighbors again. Why did they pick me?” “You’re trying to make it too complicated, Ted,” the first woman said, “but it’s really quite simple. You weren’t kid- napped, nor were your neighbors. ETs don’t kidnap people, they make contact with them. They’ ve probably been helping you a long time, and you just didn’t know it. I’m sure your Masquerade of Angels 18 spirit guides allowed the ETs to make contact. They would have warned you if it weren’t okay.” “The ETs know you are here in this incarnation on a psy- chic mission to help humanity,” her friend agreed, “and they’re assisting you. I think it’s very beautiful. Who knows what they may be teaching you?” “You think that it’s my psychic abilities that attracted them to me?” Ted asked. “You think they’re going to lead me and teach me things like in the Close Encounters movie? Well, you can think again! I don’t care if my abilities do interest them, I don’t remember inviting them into my bedroom in the middle of the night to scare the hell out of me. Where are their manners? “With their technology,” he continued, “I do believe they could call before dropping in. You can say whatever you want, but I’m telling you right now that there is something about this whole thing that stinks to high heaven. I don’t like it, and I don’t want any part of it.” “You’re overreacting,” she said, “and besides, you can’t do anything about it. Your higher self gave permission for it on some level, probably before you were reincarnated. It’s all been planned, so you may as well kick back and enjoy it.” “Maybe so,” Ted hedged, “but I know one thing. They better start knocking before entering if they want my help. If it was all that wonderful, like you say, why couldn’t I sleep at night? I want to know what happened to me from the time we left the field until the time I was brought back home, too, because I don’t remember any part of that.” “T’m sure they were just teaching you,” the man assured him, “and when the time is right you’ Il remember.” However, Ted wasn’t satisfied by their explanations. Inevitably, whenever they got into further discussions about the aliens and their actions, the talk usually turned argumen- tative. The others were firm in their belief that the ETs were wonderful and benevolent, but Ted had reservations about any sort of beings whose actions were so intrusive. It was during this time, not long after the neighborhood incident, that Ted received a surprisingly clear communica- tion from a source he couldn’t identify. He’d always assumed Masquerade of Angels 19