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62 they were demons. “Not all of the aliens are bad,” she believes, which is a reasonable point of view given the cumulative experiences she has had. Still, when they physically intrude into her normal reality, Anita is not happy about it, as her description of two typical episodes show. “When | went to bed,” she said, “I started feeling apprehensive. | couldn’t go to sleep. It got worse as the hours passed. Finally, | turned on the bedside lamp to read. | had not been reading long when | saw a flash of light in the den. | started thinking, Oh, geez, no. | told myself that maybe it was the light in one of my aquariums and tried to read some more. “| started hearing a clicking noise,” she continued, “and tried to figure out what it was. Then | saw, in my peripheral vision, a flash of brown go past my door toward the bathroom.” The “flash of brown” was recognizable to Anita, and she realized that at least one of the aliens was in the house. She fought to stay alert, hoping to fend off another abduction, but she couldn't do it. “Finally,” she concluded, “in sheer fatigue | gave up and fell asleep. They really are patient little critters.” If anything occurred after that, Anita couldn’t recall it. But she awoke with a possible sign that she had indeed been paid a visit. “On Saturday morning,” she said, “my knees and legs were in terrible pain. | have been checked for arthritis and don’t have it.” Four months later, in December 1993, a similar incident occurred, as fleeting and consciously elusive as the first one. “| woke up around 3:30 a.m.,” she told me, “and turned on the television set in the bedroom. This is usually the time | wake up and scan the bedroom for whatever. | turned on Channel Four because they are on all night. | wanted to catch a weather report because we were expecting sleet. Everything was normal until an insurance commercial came on. | was lying on my side and just happened to glance up at the TV. “At that moment, a black object moved in front of the screen, left to right, and then moved back off, right to left. It had a face, after a fashion, but appeared to be one-dimensional. It was almost as though you could stick your hand through it, but you could not see the TV screen through the blackness. It must have had intelligence, because as soon as | thought, What the hell is that? it moved back off the screen. | was fighting to stay awake, as if it wouldn't bother me if | were awake. Shortly thereafter, | felt the old familiar ‘zap’ through my body, and | was out of it. “Since that time | have had a sore spot on my spine eight to twelve inches up from my coccyx. l’ve had everyone check my spine, and they tell me there isn’t even a red spot there. However, it [remained] very sore for the past three weeks.” A conscious sight of a strange creature, an unexplained physical effect, and nothing in her memory to connect the two: such events have punctuated her life as they have countless others with alien contact. The alien abductions are something she lives with very quietly, rarely discussing them with others, coping with her fears and uncertainties as best she can on her own. The experiences have changed her views, her habits, and her desires and fears. The whole texture of her life is interwoven with the pattern of an unknown agenda. Back to Contents VI - Beth