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109 “Whoever responds to fear, in any degree,” Amy replied. “They test you. She says they tested me for the fear, nuclear holocaust fear [referring to numerous nightmares]. | did good, became afraid. | was wondering how they found me. Oh, follow the signal. The old ones they can follow easily. They changed to new ones, changed the signals, those buggers. They [the abducting and implanting aliens] know they’re [the ‘apologetic’ alien- human group] out there taking them out, and they don’t like it. That’s why they change them sometimes, put in a different signal.” “Who does this changing?” Barbara asked. “The others... other tribes?” Amy tried to explain. Barbara asked her to describe these others, but Amy was focused on something else. “She says it’s here in a year,” she said, pointing to her forehead. “What is there in a year?” Barbara asked. “What I'll need, tools,” Amy answered. “Focus, very important. She say’s I’m not ready yet, to know. In a year. She said I’ll remember the three guys standing over there. They’re watching. They’re not regular. They can talk with their eyes. Don’t know if they learned it or what. The silver-haired one, [and] one with glasses.” “Are they alien?” “Some. Their eyes, they wear contact covers. Without them,” Amy explained, “they’re slit, but they look like people. Not cat’s eyes, too big. A line. He says he’s a lot like me anyway. Gray-silver hair, he’s the main one. He’s telling me to forget them. Six feet tall, average build, regular shirt.” “How about his face?” “Kind of not thin, not fat, right size for the body,” she said. “The eyes don’t fit.” She indicated that the man had a widow's peak hairline. “Coarse hair,” she said, “average length, like an average businessman. He could be one, with those contact lenses. He’s nice.” “What about the other two men?” Barbara asked. “He said, Don’t look. He let me look at him but not at them. One has on contacts, though, | saw that. Brown, dark eyes but no pupil or iris or center spot, if people look closely. That's why they sometimes wear tinted glasses.” “How do you feel about these guys?” Barbara wanted to know. “Sad,” Amy told her. ‘They used to be where | was, manipulated by them. They don’t want to tell me too much because it was more than | can take. That’s why he says to look away.” “Are all humans manipulated?” “Not all.” As difficult as it was for Amy to speak freely in a trance state, out of hypnosis later she described the things she’d been unable to articulate. She gave detailed descriptions of the scene in the dining room, where she saw the probe accompanying the three men. After being introduced to the masked alien, she was next aware of being taken into a large,