J O U R N A L :::

October 3, 2000

Starts in the living room. Lights outside window, like lightening, flashing. Alex looks out and mentions all the people in the street.
I look outside, see a wave of twinkling lights flying down the street and up into the air. I tell her to stay inside, and go out. Over the base behind our house, the sky is lit up with, things.

These things were spaceships, everywhere. They were doing something, bad. Told the girls to nevermind the lights, they'd go away soon. Lots of shouting outside and I go back out. They're still there, so are the people watching. I've left the door open.
Flaming rocks start raining down and I rush inside. I tell others they can come in, too. People rush in and crowd to escape. I grab the girls and push them into the bathroom telling them to beware the rocks. Into the tub for safety.

It's too crowded, most of the people leave. I'm going back and see the twinkling lights have entered the house. They're like tinkerbell lights, profuse and glimmering in and out.
I hate them, and want them out. I push and smack them toward the door yelling at them, "You can't come in here! Out! Get out of my house!" The whole air around them is very solid and hard to push, but then suddenly they zip out the door.

I slam the door just as a woman rushes up to it. She comes right through the door, and at that moment the lights disappear completely, and the woman is left stuck partially inside the door.
She's blonde, slightly heavy, her upper body, arms, and parts of her knees show through the door, the rest is stuck on the other side. She apologizes for the dilemma.
This is bad. I turn around to think and see the girls sitting on the couch, and tell them to go back to the bathtub. They are limp and catatonic, staring straight ahead, so I grab them and put them back in the bathtub and tell them they'll be safe there even though I'm worried.

There is one other woman, dark haired, still in the living room, who sits crosslegged on the floor. I realize and tell her there is only one way to get the blonde woman unstuck, and that is to let the things back in the house, that their different energies will make things malleable so that she can escape the door.
I tell her to put her head down and think protective thoughts so that the beings won't get her, and, don't look at them and they won't see you.

My hand on the doorknob, I pause and see three beings standing right outside the picture window. They seem very shiny, mercurial, big eyes, oblong heads that remind me of the hats of Catholic priests, and they wear robes? They're rising up taller, and waiting.

I don't want to, but know there's no choice, and take a deep breath and yank the door open.
Many things happen at once.
The woman falls out of the door. The house goes dark except for a blue tinted light. The twinkling lights rush inward, and I run to sit next to the other woman to hide my head.
Either she disappears beside me, or she changes, and the blonde woman is gone.

I'm thrown to the floor and there are several humans crowding around and over me. It's the same ones from the April 96 event. Not the same exact people, but I know without seeing it's the same ship in the front yard, the same band of beings, human or not.
They've rushed me, and tricked me into letting them in the house? Each person holds an arm or leg immobile, and there are two or three others at my feet holding a machine. My clothing is yanked off.

An Asian woman, neat and shortish black hair holds my left arm tightly in a nurses' grip. She's thumping my veins while others are doing things unclear. My attention is focused solely on her and I try to distract her from sticking a needle in my arm. "What's your name? Aren't you human? What country are you from?"
She laughs, full of good humour. "Now, you know I can't tell that." Then shoves the needle in my arm.
"Stop! Wait!" I start yelling. "It hurts more if you do this all at once. I can't handle it!"
She just smiles, removes the needle and sticks in another one.

While this is going on, I can feel the others doing things to my arms and legs, and suddenly there's a loud grinding, and a man holds a rotary saw. Two others hold my left leg and the man starts to saw off my leg at the thigh.
I'd screamed, but then all I could do was convulse and then fall into shock. I also realized that during all this, they'd used the machine. It had a long hose on it with a round end, and they'd violated my lower parts and were now extracting it and putting it away.
A heavy weight fell off and they were holding my leg and taking it away. Someone said something about making good use of it while they cauterized my thigh.
I remember thinking how horrible this was, but I'd have the best damn proof ever when I woke with my leg gone.

They were getting ready to leave, and twinkling lights came from down the hall and out the door, and I'd hoped they hadn't found the kids.
Woke up.

The human aspect really bothers me about this event. They rushed in like a race car pit stop, did their whir and bang in a few moments, and were gone. Speedy and efficient. And obviously my leg wasn't cut off.
I've never had memories or dreams of being probed either, which was beyond disturbing.
Some have said there could be screen memories involved. That's possible.

They're getting sneaky for whatever reason, about getting access to my home. Assumptions would be that otherworld beings can gain access anytime from anywhere... but maybe that's not completely true in some cases, or some types.
I don't know what the hell's going on.