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14 me.” Pat remembered almost nothing else after the interrogation, although the military people were present for several days. “After the army men left,” she recalled, “my whole family seemed sad, kind of in a daze, and | had no memory of anything after that. We moved to town before my twelfth birthday in August 1955.” It wasn’t until 1986 that the memories of the aliens and the military came back. Pat does not want any personal publicity because of these events, but she has asked me to include the actual location and date of this event-Floyd’s Knob, Indiana, in 1954 - in the hope that there may be readers from that area who remember seeing the military vehicles that came into the town and who can thus provide some outside verification of the things she and her brother and sister have recalled. | asked if any other unusual events had occurred since then, knowing from my research that most abductees have reported multiple experiences in their lives. Pat, it turns out, was no exception. In the fall of 1962, making a trip to Kentucky with a friend, Pat got lost for a while before spotting a sign for Ft. Knox. Laughing about the confusion, they retraced the route in search of their destination. But instead, they ended up in a deserted train yard, sitting in the car with the engine off. Pat said they felt as if they’d just “come out” of some unremembered experience, with no idea why the car was stopped. They never found their destination and finally gave up, returning home at dark. But later in a dream Pat recalled being out of the car with her friend beside her. She saw a ripple of golden light like an “elevator” moving up at an angle and “angels” on each side. She said they were “respectful” of a blond man who seemed to her like Jesus. Her friend was screaming hysterically, “They want you!” Pat replied, “Don’t be afraid, it’s okay.” She went up to the blond man who was surrounded by a beautiful light. He talked to her about becoming a mother and about a “seed of life.” He said he had the power of all seed in his hand. At the end of the experience, he held out his hand to her and showed her a seed, telling her it was for her benefit and to have no fear. A few months later, Pat, who was now pregnant, moved to Florida. She remembers telling her husband that the baby would be a boy, but that it wouldn’t be viable. “I’m going to have it but not keep it,” she told him, unable to explain how she knew this. For the next several months she and her two children lived in a garage apartment. One night, Pat came to consciousness just as she was walking into the apartment as if she had been outside, although she didn’t recall being there. She felt an odd, pleasant vibratory sensation and remembered thinking, "They came and got me." Nothing more seems to have happened at this time, and Pat continued to have her prenatal checkups which showed that everything was progressing fine with the baby. But then in the eighth month, the doctor could not find a fetal heartbeat. And when she delivered at full-term in May, the baby boy was stillborn. The foreknowledge proved true. Later that same year, Pat remembers finding herself in a quiet room, surrounded by Grays and waiting for something. The Gray she thought of as her “friend” appeared in the doorway, showing her a baby. He told her that she had a choice to see the baby. “No,” Pat replied, “it’s okay, it’s fine. You'll take better care of it than | could.” But in that brief glimpse, she saw a tiny, skinny baby with blue, slanted eyes. She felt that somehow this baby was a repository for the soul of the child who had died at birth, and