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116 In 1991, however, at least in the beginning, that was not the case. Both Casey and | felt a great, undirected stress, as we'd done back in 1988, and that experience told us that activity might be recurring which was kept repressed from our consciousness. In January, our son’s friend James reported encounters with unusual entities, one of which once masked itself with the illusion of a beautiful blonde woman before revealing a very different physiology. Casey also recalled a possible encounter with the blond group that month, which had seemed like a VRS dream event (as recounted in INTO THE FRINGE). For Casey, the event was disturbing and puzzling, and we both wondered if anything further could occur. But nothing similar happened, nothing but a few unexplained marks, until April. Shortly before leaving for the Ozark UFO Conference early that month, we had a “phantom sedan’ incident, reminiscent of “Men in Black” reports. In this event, a very real- looking black car rolled down the street, came to a near stop as it reached our yard boundary, and a human-looking man in a white shirt and dark suit, wearing sunglasses, peered through the car’s deeply tinted windows into the front of our house-where | was standing staring back out. | turned around to shout for Casey to come see it, and when | looked back the car had vanished. In June, the mysterious helicopters returned, appearing on three different days. By the end of the month we made a permanent move to Arkansas, and thereafter, in an area with heavy, normal helicopter traffic, it was impossible to tell if any of it was unusual. We found a few questionable marks on our bodies in August, but it wasn’t until October that a memory of anything specific turned up. During the night of the fourteenth, | physically got out of bed at some point, and | also had a dream that aliens were about to come into a long, narrow room where | was waiting. My only thought was, Don’t scare me! But nothing more remained in my consciousness, in spite of the bruise on my arm and scratch on my abdomen in the morning. One other incident, in January 1992, involved another almost-conscious realization that an intrusion was occurring. | woke at 1:34 a.m., opened my eyes, and wondered why the room was so foggy. My immediate rationalization was that my eyes just hadn't yet focused, and | got out of bed to go to the bathroom. When | started walking, a sudden rush of thick, clear liquid with tiny black specks suspended in it flooded from me, much more than can be produced naturally by the body, but | had no idea where it had come from. Neither could | account for the new scratch and bruise | found the next day. These things were physically real, yet something within me didn’t really “come to grips” with what might be happening to us. | wouldn’t let these events obsess me or throw me off track from researching other people’s situations. If the aliens wanted to get my attention again, they were going to have to do a lot better than this, | decided. A strange snippet of a dream now and then, a few marks, even the liquid-the significance of which | certainly knew from other women’s accounts-weren’t enough to frighten me or move me in any serious way. | refused to feel under attack, even granting that some activity was occurring. But | was only able to keep this frame of mind because | wasn’t perceiving them consciously. For months thereafter, neither Casey nor | noticed anything inexplicable or suspicious. Throughout most of 1992 | was busy with radio and newspaper interviews, the result of INTO THE FRINGE being released, and | also worked on a research project involving Ted Rice, the well-known psychic in Shreveport, Louisiana, whose lifelong experiences with alien forces shed extraordinary light on some of the abduction activities which have been