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129 given single case, are too striking to dismiss. One good example not listed on the Chart involves Pat and Angie, whose conscious memories and responses are very different. During Pat’s childhood abduction, she asked for and was given a “green healer rock” as a keepsake, but when the military interrogated the family, they persuaded Pat's sister to give them the rock. In Angie’s case, a green rock was also confiscated. She didn’t consciously connect the beautiful green rock with alien experiences, nor could she remember precisely when and where she first got it. But Angie does remember, as a child, being approached on the playground one day by an unknown woman. The woman knew Angie’s name and a few things about her, claiming to be a friend of the girl’s teacher. After a brief initial chat, the woman told Angie that she knew about the green rock and asked if she could have it. Angie recalls giving her the rock during a second encounter, although the details are cloudy. There are other such minute similarities in just these eight accounts, and the details on the Chart generally are true not only for the eight women but also for thousands of others. There is one more set of parallels, however, which was not on the Chart because it pertained exclusively to the women in this project rather than to the typical abduction situation. | was in contact with all of them separately for months before deciding to compile a book-length report about the cases, and during that time, although strange things still occurred, they did not seem any different from past activities. Things changed, however, after Jane and Amy were given messages telling them to work with me specifically. | began the book project, and in the course of taking care of necessary business through the mail, it soon became clear that many of my letters to the women were being diverted. It was an annoyance, but a minor one. But then the women began having serious problems, physical afflictions of a suspiciously similar nature. Beth was first. On the night she decided to participate in the project, she phoned a friend to discuss the decision, but in the midst of the conversation the line went dead. That night, she had disturbing but cloudy dreams, and the next morning both her legs from knees to ankles were in excruciating pain for no apparent reason. And then she had a sudden, frightening flashback that linked the mysterious pain with military personnel warning her not to be a part of the book. That was in early October 1993. Three weeks later, after discussing my determination to do the project with one of the women, | went to bed in fine shape and woke up at 6 a.m. with wracking, spasmodic pains in both legs, from my knees to my ankles. It was unbelievably bad, unlike any pain I’ve had before, and after swallowing ibuprofin | hobbled back to bed and tried to sleep. | must have, for | dreamed after that, seeing myself surrounded by military personnel who were injecting something into my knees. They taunted me, saying, “Don’t think you can do anything you want. This is just a little demonstration that we can bring you, literally, to your knees any time we choose.” For Beth and me, these may have been mere dreams, reflecting our fears about the project. In Angie’s case, a green rock was also confiscated. She didn’t consciously connect the beautiful green rock with alien experiences, nor could she remember precisely when and where she first got it. But Angie does remember, as a child, being approached on the playground one day by an unknown woman. The woman knew Angie’s name and a few things about her, claiming to be a friend of the girl’s teacher. After a brief initial chat, the woman told Angie that she knew about the green rock and asked if she could have it. Angie recalls giving her the rock during a second encounter, although the details are cloudy. There are other such minute similarities in just these eight accounts, and the details on the Chart generally are true not only for the eight women but also for thousands of others. There is one more set of parallels, however, which was not on the Chart because it pertained exclusively to the women in this project rather than to the typical abduction situation. | was in contact with all of them separately for months before deciding to compile a book-length report about the cases, and during that time, although strange things still occurred, they did not seem any different from past activities. Things changed, however, after Jane and Amy were given messages telling them to work with me specifically. | began the book project, and in the course of taking care of necessary business through the mail, it soon became clear that many of my letters to the women were being diverted. It was an annoyance, but a minor one. But then the women began having serious problems, physical afflictions of a suspiciously similar nature. Beth was first. On the night she decided to participate in the project, she phoned a friend to discuss the decision, but in the midst of the conversation the line went dead. That night, she had disturbing but cloudy dreams, and the next morning both her legs from knees to ankles were in excruciating pain for no apparent reason. And then she had a sudden, frightening flashback that linked the mysterious pain with military personnel warning her not to be a part of the book. That was in early October 1993. Three weeks later, after discussing my determination to do the project with one of the women, | went to bed in fine shape and woke up at 6 a.m. with wracking, spasmodic pains in both legs, from my knees to my ankles. It was unbelievably bad, unlike any pain I’ve had before, and after swallowing ibuprofin | hobbled back to bed and tried to sleep. | must have, for | dreamed after that, seeing myself surrounded by military personnel who were injecting something into my knees. They taunted me, saying, “Don’t think you can do anything you want. This is just a little demonstration that we can bring you, literally, to your knees any time we choose.” For Beth and me, these may have been mere dreams, reflecting our fears about the project.