Encounters With the Unknown

Compiled by Brent Raynes

Exclusive personal narratives of men and women from all walks of life detailing their first-hand experiences with unexplained phenomena (i.e., extrasensory perception, UFO encounters, contacts, ghosts, hauntings, Bigfoot sightings, angels, demons, etc.). These detailed accounts are taken from our own case files and correspondences, as well as those collected by the UFO Contact Center International.

Note: Unless express permission is given to do so, identities of those sharing these personal experiences is not provided in order to protect their privacy.

Alien Abductions?

In an email communication back in December 2002, the following personal story was shared with me by a woman who seemed disturbed by something that had happened to her. She wrote :

“I will share with you what I have shared with only a couple of select friends. First, let me tell you that I am a rational woman. I do not drink alcohol nor take any mind altering drugs or prescription drugs. Although I have always had an interest in the study of science, as well as science fiction for entertainment, I have never felt the urge to pursue the study of UFOs, and, certainly, never had an interest in anything remotely associated with ‘alien abductions.’ I will try to keep this as short as I can, and I would very much appreciate any comments you might have to offer.

“Born in Michigan in 1952, I relocated to Los Angeles in 1980, and worked in the legal field until early 1991. About that time, began to have strange dreams in which an alien being (muscular and whitish skin) would come to see me at the home of my childhood. In these dreams, this being would be strangely dressed in a tee shirt, and I would notice that my family would be in the house and strangely in a trance. In one dream, he placed his mouth to my right wrist and somehow seemed to actually ‘enter’ my mind with me. In doing so, I experienced all of the emotional pain I carried coming sharply into focus, then slowly it depleted itself. This being took his mouth from my wrist, and the dream ended. These experiences were definitely just DREAMS. I became interested in relocating to New Mexico. Then, in June of 1991, I decided to go to Sedona, Arizona with a long time friend of mine, _____. We traveled in a van with the intention of camping for four or five days. The first night out we set up camp in a fairly remote area, enjoying a dinner by a campfire and retired to sleep in the back of the van. Because the area was so remote and seemed safe, we left all of our camping gear (expensive) as well as personal items outside in the camp area. Somewhere between 3:30 and 4:00 a.m., I awoke in complete terror, my heart pounding and I was drenched in sweat. I was struggling with my rational mind and my ‘gut’ instinct which was telling me that I had just been returned to the van after having been taken onto a craft. Although I am prone to particularly graphic and detailed dreams at times, on this occasion, this DID NOT in any way seem like a dream. My initial memory was thus: I recalled the back door of the van swinging up, a hand with three fingers and a thumb (very long fingers) reaching out for me, my being pulled from the van and sort of ‘gliding’ along the ground between two of them without my moving my feet. On each side they held their hand under mine as though they were creating an energy which was lifting me. I also initially remembered that there were also other faces staring at me from around in the bushes, and, finally, I remembered feeling as though something was brushing across my face as I moved along. Then I was back in the van in the shaken state. From that point, I kept trying to reassure myself that it had just been a dream, yet I would have staked my life on it that it had not been. I felt they would be back so I stayed awake until it got light outside. My friend slept through the experience. At dawn, she and I went outside and I found something else disturbing. We had left food, much expensive camping equipment and our personal belongings outside in the camp area. I was very disturbed to find that everything that had belonged to me was gone; everything else, including all of my friend’s belongings were still in the camp. I related to her my experience for we have been friends for 30 years and I trust her. We then searched diligently all about the area and into the surrounding woods for my things. We found nothing. We stayed in a motel for the remainder of our trip, but I remained distressed for days.

“For months after this incident, I awoke many, many nights at approximately 3:30 a.m., usually filled with great fear, feeling that someone was in the room and I was being watched. ...I bought a canister of tear gas for my night stand and put a lock on my bedroom door. I kept these uncomfortable feelings and what seemed to me to be ‘irrational’ behavior on my part, to myself. Five months after the Sedona incident, I bought an airline ticket and flew to New Mexico for a weekend by myself. I knew no one there, but I came back from that weekend, quit my job, sold most of my belongings, and within 6 weeks drove to Santa Fe, New Mexico to live. My friends were fairly surprised at my quick departure. Once in Santa Fe, I readily acquired employment at _____, rented a house, made new friends, and overall enjoyed the creative environment. Still, I awoke most nights at the same time in a sweat, nightmares became much more prevalent, and I increasingly felt as though I were being watched and followed. Up to this point, the only person I had ever shared with regarding my experience was the long time friend I had gone to Sedona with. Finally, because I had become so anxious, I sought a therapist who practices hypnosis. Without giving her any details, other than to tell her that ‘something’ had happened to me in Sedona and I was having trouble with nightmares. On the occasion that I saw this therapist she hypnotized me, taking me back to the night in Sedona. She recorded our session on tape and had me draw pictures while under hypnosis (both the tape and pictures were lost shortly thereafter). This is what came from our session: (Please understand that I am not stating this event ‘actually happened’; I am just saying that I ‘recall’ it as if it really happened. Perhaps it was some sort of hallucination or other psychic mental experience.)

I recalled under hypnosis that the back door of the van swung up and a being with long slender arms and legs reaches into the van and pulls me outside. (On the taped recording I was literally yelling out loud, ‘three fingers! three fingers!’) I feel very foggy mentally and I see that there is one of these beings on each side of me. They do have large heads and eyes, seem dark or greenish in color and somewhat taller than what may have been ten plus other beings which were around the camp area and who followed us as we began to go through the woods. Again, I see that my feet are gliding over the ground without my intentionally moving them. As we go through the woods, branches hit across my face, but they seem to clear them because they are shorter than me. Ahead is a very bright white light and I am very anxious as we approach it. We move through this light and to a large metallic object and an opening appears. We go into this metal sphere and I see ahead a very tall white being, who seems devoid of all feeling and very threatening to me. He has turned to look at me and behind him is a panel of sort where many controls or lights appear to be. It seems like this room is round and there is a seam at the middle, from top to bottom, where there are control panels. We move inside and I see other beings and other ‘people’ in this room. There is much activity that I cannot recall. I am set down on a chair of sort and one being takes my right wrist with his hand and seems to hold it, trying to comfort me. They seem to communicate directly into my mind. As the therapist began to move me forward from this point, I began to recall an examining table and I became very hysterical, crying. She moved me past this moment to a later event where I am looking down a corridor where I see other ‘people’ lying as if asleep. She moved me past this point to where I woke up in the van.

“Brent, I can tell you that since that time, there have been several other very graphic ‘episodes,’ several seeming like a dream and others seeming very awake and real. One, in particular, happened several days after my father’s death, on February 23, 2000, when I was shutting down my parents house and sleeping there alone one night. This event was extremely vivid and in no way seemed like a dream. I was determined to ‘stay awake’ through this and I recorded everything that I could in a journal. I was able to draw pictures and remember very strange things, including a series of symbols that they showed me and very strangely shaped crafts.

“What I have related here is not pleasant and in no way enjoyable. I am not into sensational, exploited scenarios, nor am I anxious to be ridiculed or considered irrational. Yet, it has been difficult and lonely, to live with this strange phenomenon. My friend asked me why I have not sought out a group earlier and I’m not sure. Perhaps, I have been afraid there might be more to it after all, and I just want to live my life in peace. Thanks for your time and attention. Again, if you have any thoughts on what I have shared here, or any ‘solutions’ to arresting this phenomenon, I would appreciate hearing from you.”

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