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21 lying only a few yards from prowlers. We awoke in the morning, remembered the stomping and shadowy figures, and went outside to hunt for footprints but found none.” In early 1987, however, Polly had a conscious look at her mysterious intruders. While sick in bed, she said, “| had a couple of bedroom visitations by two black-robed figures. They had large slanted, glowing, lemon-yellow eyes with no pupils, just like lights. The black-robed figures were about four feet tall. They were identical except that one was a little lighter, like charcoal gray instead of black. When they moved they did everything simultaneously to each other. They glided through my son’s toy box when they left-the lower parts of their robes just went right through it.” Polly noted that this event occurred before she had ever seen the cover of Whitley Strieber’s COMMUNION or any other representation of the typical Gray alien figures. “Someone asked me if | had asked the figures what they wanted. My response was NO! | didn’t want to give them any openers! My feeling was that they had come to take me permanently, and | devoted all my energy to rebuking them.” An extremely unusual series of events commenced in late 1987. “The whole thing started with a dream,” Polly explained. “I dreamed | was flying over the Atlantic toward the Mediterranean. A white plane with red markings shaped like a small Concorde was approaching me from the opposite direction, the east. “Shortly after this dream,” Polly continued, “I noticed that | was having conversations in my head in French. This was most apt to happen around 4 p.m. My communicator identified himself as a professor in a Russian university. | had a sense of it being near Kiev. At night he would privately beam out psychic messages toward the West in an effort to expose a situation of psychic warfare which he claimed was being waged between political powers worldwide, and in an effort to help bring about peace between the then-USSR and the West. “One thing | remember him saying very strongly was maintenant c’est la guerre, maintenant c’est la guerre, and he emphasized maintenant, telling me that psychic warfare was now being waged, directed to influence people in high positions and others who could serve the purposes of the perpetrators-perhaps obscure people who could nevertheless influence events and public opinion.” Her last contact with Evec was in December 1987 as she drove her son, through a snowstorm, to another town. The driving conditions took all her concentration, so she was startled when the French communication began. “Evec was saying that he wanted me to join with him in prayer for world peace. So | tried praying in French, and that was a total disaster. | don’t remember whose idea it was, but we decided to pray in Latin, and that went much better. | was saying things from the Mass in Latin, clearly seeing the snowy surroundings and driving competently, but just as clearly | began to see, like in some sort of parallel vision, the inside of a (probably Russian Orthodox) cathedral. There was a priest in a dark red robe with some kind of tall, funny hat. The interior was not ornate, but the ceiling was high and there was a lot of rich, polished wood. There was a choir consisting of both men and women. “I wish | had had a tape recorder in my head. The choir was singing the most magnificent mass | had ever heard. | could clearly distinguish that it was sometimes in eight-part harmony. It was all in Latin, and it was definitely not any mass that | have sung or heard. This went on for a long time, the whole rest of the ride. | don’t recollect it ending, but we did arrive at our destination. This was the last time | ever heard from Evec. | had the feeling we had accomplished all we could together. He had not been seek These two events in 1987, Polly’s visitations by the black-robed beings and the recurrent telepathic conversations with Evec, marked the onset of what would prove to be frequent UFO and alien-related activities in her family’s lives. It seemed to focus on Polly and her youngest child, Sam.