You'll be away five seventeen. Do you want to report a UFO hanging in?
We don't want to report every thirty one. Do you wish to report
a UFO over hey, we want to one of those areas thirty one?
Do you wish to find a report of any kind of it? I wouldn't
know what kind of reports clouds, time areas thirty one me neither there.
See if it was anybody a U above us to pass us, like thirty
seconds ago, we were sending one of golf negative, okay, OFFI the
UFO. Yeah, it's murder two nine o'clock. Yes, I'll passed over
God. I don't know what it was, but it's from at least to
three thousand feet above us. See, I passed right over the top of
us ninety one one. Guy, you just called both to be be four
RESU the're after staying the airplanes? He I she to God. More calm
on an unidentified object every liberty or call or calm on an unidentified flying object.
A Welcome to UFO Chronicles a place where people share their experiences of the
strange and unexplained. If you've had an encounter, I would like to be
on the show. You can email me at UFO Chronicles at gmail dot com.
Hello everyone, and welcome to the show. I hope you've all had
a good week. I'm Nick Hunter and you are listening to the UFO Chronicles
podcast. This episode we meet Bridget from Ohio, and Bridgidt is a lifelong
high level experiencer and many of these strange encounters she will be sharing with us
Tonight, she's going to be taking us on a journey, a journey into
the unknown. Bridget is up next. But first, if you enjoyed a
show and you would like to help support the podcast on Patreon, you can
do this for as little as one dollar a month. Head on over to
patreon dot com forward slash UFO Chronicles podcast. You can also find a link
in the description of this episode. Any help is very much appreciated. Now
on with the show. Hello Bridget, Welcome to the podcast. Hi,
thanks for having me invited to be here. It is wonderful to have you
join us today and you're calling from the state of Ohio. Yes, now,
Bridge, you have a lifetime of experiences to share with us. Would
you like to start at the beginning please, ma'am? Sure? Yeah,
so Yeah. My name is Bridget Anderson. I am almost fifty years old,
and I am a lifelong high level experiencer. I don't even really consider
it anomalists at this point. It's just what my life has been. I
have had experiences my entire life with conscious recall of those experiences, going back
to even when I was two and three years old, with the small robotic
grades in my room, and I can remember I was so afraid of my
closet and I never wanted to go near the closet after dark, and these
beings would come out of my closet, and a couple of times they came
out from under my bed, and I could never remember what their face looked
like, but I always remembered that fear and that feeling of dread that it
caused in me. And as I got older, I questioned it was it
maybe just a kid's imagination, a boogey monster, but something inside me there
was always this nagging feeling that, no, this has been going on your
whole life, ever since you got here, and you remember the monsters in
the room when you were younger. And so after we moved out of that
house, we'd only lived there the first few years of my life after we
had moved out of that house, I didn't see the small grades in my
room anymore. At that point, I would say my life was pretty much
normal as a child, but I would have these strange flashbacks or little memory
bits, but memories to something that I had no conscious recall of, and
I would not understand what they were. Was this a dream? Was this
something I saw on TV? And it was just a flash, almost like
if somebody just showed you a slide real quick, and so I could never
latch onto it and figure out what it was, but they happened, and
so I'd always had those flashbacks, and then probably when I was around twelve
years of age, I'd had one of these flashbacks that was continual and persistent.
And in this flashback, I was looking down at a woman who was
laying on white silk, and I can picture it now just as if I
did when I was a child. She had short, crop blonde hair,
she was wearing a navy blue dress with white polka dots, and she had
a pearl necklace on, and she was sleeping on this bed of white silk.
But something didn't look right, something didn't feel right, and I was
looking down at this woman, and I had this flashback, this vision so
often that finally, when I was about twelve years old, I confronted my
mom and I said, I've had this vision, this memory in my head
since I was a young child, as long as I can remember, and
my mom asked me to tell her about it. So I proceeded to describe
this woman to her and what I was seeing. And I looked up and
could see the look on her face. She was horrified, and I knew
there was something there. And she said, that was your great aunt's funeral.
We took you there when you were two or three years old, but
I never took you up to the casket. You stayed with me at the
back of the room, and I always made sure that you were facing the
other way. There's no way that you saw that woman in her casket,
let alone to that kind of detail. And she said, how could you
know that? And I couldn't explain it either. I didn't know what it
was. I just had this vision that just haunted me on a regular basis,
and so I kind of let that go. I didn't know what to
make of it. Obviously, it freaked my mom out a little bit,
but you know what could we do? It was what it was, so
I kind of let that go for the time being. Then, when I
was about twelve thirteen years old, I had picked out my dream bed.
This was a king sized waterbed with peach satin and lace sheets. It was
my dream bed. I picked it out. Shortly after getting this bed,
I for some reason chose every single night to sleep on the floor over the
register vent with a blanket over my head and over the register vent. I
knew by that time that something was happening to me at night, that someone
was taking me, and in my twelve to fourteen year old mind, I
thought that if I laid over the register event, the next time they came
for me, I could scream and my mom would hear me through the register
vents and she would come save me and keep them from taking me. Of
course, no one ever came to save me, and those episodes continued.
Eventually, when I was sixteen seventeen years old, I realized this isn't working.
I'm not able to scream. They're somehow still getting me, so I
might as well go back to sleeping in my bed. And so after getting
that bed, it was years before I ever slept in it, and no
one understood why I chose to sleep on the floor over a register event with
a blanket over top of me. And I didn't fully understand it either.
I just felt like that was the only thing I could do to try and
protect myself, and it didn't work. So I knew from a very early
age that things were happening to me, and I could feel it as well.
I was always tired, and I slept all the time, and the
back of my head was always fuzzy. I complained about it so much that
my mom actually took me in for a cat scan. She thought there must
be something wrong. They did the cat scan and nothing was found, but
I always had just this weird, fuzzy feeling on the back of my head.
And I wake up after a full night's sleep, and I had felt
fine the night before when I went to sleep, but I would wake up
feeling like I had been worked over physically and mentally. And I knew that
this wasn't a dream. I'd had dreams before, but this was tangible.
You could feel it. My muscles felt exhausted. I had this feeling of
anxiety and trauma that was left over, and it was much more real than
a dream. But I never had any logical reason or explanation for why I
always felt that way and why I was always so tired no matter how much
sleep that I got. But I knew that things were happening to me.
So flash forward then to nineteen years of age. I was at my first
year of university at Syracuse University in Syracuse, New York, and I became
pregnant. So after the first semester, I came back home during Christmas break,
and I was about two months pregnant at that point, and the clinic
had told me that I would have the first three months to decide what I
wanted to do, whether I wanted to have an abortion or have this child
or give it up for adoption. So I hadn't told anyone that I was
pregnant, and I came home on Christmas break Withdrew from school and just cried
myself to sleep every night. I didn't feel like I could live with any
of those options. I just didn't know what to do. So on Christmas
Eve, I was once again about ready to go to sleep, and I
was laying in my bed crying and sobbing, into my pillow, and I
found myself praying for the first time in my life. I was never a
religious person. I was not brought up in a religious household. I had
never been to church. I once asked my mom why she had never taken
us to church, and she said that religion was a very personal thing that
she did not want forced on us, and that when we were old enough,
we could seek out religion for ourselves if we wanted. So. For
the first time in my life, at nineteen years old, I'm laying there
two months pregnant, two and a half months pregnant, not knowing what to
do, and I'm praying to God to please take this back and give me
a second chance. The last thing I remember is sobbing in my pillow and
praying, asking for a second chance. And then there was this bright light,
I mean brighter than any light that I've ever seen, and it was
coming through my window. And I was on the second story of our house,
and there was a huge tree right in front of that window. And
typically when the sun would shine in, you would see the shadows from the
branches of the trees and the leaves moving. And here it is the middle
of the night, and this light that's, you know, one hundred times
brighter than any sunlight had ever been is shining through this second story window.
And the first thing I thought was where is the shadow from the branches on
the tree. There was no shadow, it was just bright light. So
then the next thing that I remember is I sit up in my bed and
I take this huge, deep breath, like I had been holding my breath
or something, and all of a sudden, I am hit with this pain
that I had never felt before, a pain in my abdomence. And I'm
thinking that something's wrong, and I'm going to have to come clean with my
mom right now about being pregnant, because clearly I'm going to have to go
to the hospital. Something's wrong. So I, and this is Christmas Eve,
I get out of my bed and I'm trying to make it to my
door to go downstairs and wake my parents up. And as I walk around
my bed, the pain just intensifies and literally knocked me onto the floor,
and I felt this wetness gush all down my pajama pants, and I thought
it first that I had peed my pants, and then I turned the light
on and see that it's flood and there's blood all over me, and it's
dripping onto the carpet, and I'm in so much pain I can't even move.
I'm just doubled over on the floor. I grabbed some laundry and crawled
onto the laundry so I would quit bleeding all over my pastel carpet. And
I just laid there for hours, just immobile with pain. And this bleeding
was heavy, and it continued for hours, and I could hear my parents
downstairs laughing and wrapping Christmas presents. So after a few hours, the bleeding
slowed down, and I was able to clean myself up and hide all the
bloody clothes and put something over the stain in the carpet that I had made,
and I crawled back into bed. And the next thing that I remember
is my parents waking me up to open Christmas presents for Christmas morning. And
I knew when they woke me up that I was no longer pregnant. I
know now that those pains that I felt were contractions, but at nineteen years
old and never having been pregnant, I didn't know what was happening to me.
But when I was woken up that morning Christmas morning, I knew that
I was no longer pregnant, and I felt that God had answered my prayer
that he had given me that second chance. So after that incident, I
ended up going back to my private university the next year at Syracuse University.
And this was nineteen ninety four that I went back, and I was studying
Japanese foreign policy, and so I was taking intensive Japanese language courses. And
it was finals week. I had my big Japanese final the next morning at
eight am. I was going to set the alarm for seven o three am.
I have this thing with threes. It's always three with me, never
seven o'clock. It would have to be seven oh three that I would set
my alarm. So I was going to set my alarm for seven oh three
so that I could make it to my Japanese final at eight am. But
I was so I was struggling in the course. My grade was low.
If I didn't get a good enough grade on this exam, I was not
going to pass the course and be progressed to the next level of the language
studies. I would have to repeat that course again. So I was freaking
out. I didn't think that I was going to do well on this exam.
I studied as much as I could day and night, but I just
couldn't pound it all into my head. And I just knew that I was
not going to do well on this exam. So the night before the exam,
I had realized that I'm going to have to pull it all night or
I'm going to have to stay up all night and take every minute until this
test to cram as much of this in my head as I can. So
i'd never set the alarm because I never went to sleep. So I'm drinking
coffee, I'm taking caffeine pills. I'm sitting at my desk, and I've
got my headphones on because my roommate was being loud and had some friends over,
so I had some music on with my headphones and I was listening to
music while I was studying for my exam. So one moment, I'm sitting
there studying for my exam and I decide I'm gonna take a break and have
a cigarette. So I go over and sit on my bed, and before
I can even grab a cigarette or do anything, the next thing i know,
I'm floating up in the corner of my room and I'm looking at my
body sitting on the bed, and I don't know what's happening. I don't
know what this is. And I will my body to look up at me
in the corner of the room, and I my body looked up and I
looked into my own eyes and it was like this glass was shattering inside my
mind. I don't even know how to put that into words, what that
did to me, to look into my own eyes. And I didn't understand
how am I able to control my body? If I'm not in my body?
Am I dead? Am I dying? How can I wrap my head
around this? How can I prove that this actually happened to myself? So
I had a plan that I was going to smoke a cigarette. That's what
I had wanted to do. That's why I went to the bed. So
I'm going to smoke this cigarette. And I actually had only had one cigarette
left, so it was my last cigarette, and I was going to go
ahead and smoke that. And I figured if I wake up in the morning
and I still have that cigarette, then I'll know that this was just some
crazy dream or something. And if I wake up and the cigarette is smoked,
then I'll know that this actually happened. But then I started second guessing
myself, and I'm like, no, that's not going to work because I
could have woken up half asleep in the middle of the night and decided to
smoke that cigarette and not even remember it. What can I do to know
sure that this is really happening. So then I had a plan. I
was going to smoke the cigarette halfway and I was going to put the half
cigarette out. And I thought, if I wake up in the morning and
I have an unsmoked cigarette, or even a smoked cigarette in the ash tray,
then I'll know that this was all just crazy, something my mind created
or a dream. But if I wake up and there's a half smoked cigarette,
I'll know that this really happened. So I lit the cigarette. I
watched myself light the cigarette, and it was very strange, being able to
control my body like I was in it, but I wasn't in it.
And I watched myself light this cigarette. I watched myself sit and smoke it
to halfway, and then I put it out in the ash tray. I
have no memory after that of going to sleep or laying down or anything.
The last memory I have is putting that cigarette out at halfway. So the
next memory I have is waking up. No alarm was set, alarm went
off, but sure enough I woke up at seven oh three am, and
I had no memory of anything. I woke up completely naked, which was
strange because I had had my pajamas on the night before. But I woke
up completely naked, feeling absolutely refreshed, and nothing was in my mind.
I jumped up, I took a shower, I got dressed, and I
left for my exam. I don't know how, but I knew all the
answers at the exam, and I knew that I didn't know all the answers
the day before. I don't know how I knew the answers, but they
were there. And I knew without a doubt that I had scored an A
on the test. I just knew it. So I left the exam feeling
on top of the world, like I cannot believe I just aced that exam
as much as I've been stressing about it and as much as I've been struggling
about it, And so I then remembered, oh, I need to get
figurette. So I stopped and got a pack of cigarettes and then I went
back home for lunch and I upstairs to my bedroom and I was going to
sit down on the bed and have a cigarette. And when I walked in,
my roommate said, oh, how did test go? And I said
great, you know, and I walked up to my bedroom and when I
got to my bed, I saw my nightgown bunched up in a pile on
the ground right next to my bed. So I went to grab my nightgown
to throw it into the dirty clothes, and just as I grabbed the nightgown,
my roommate came to my bedroom door to talk with me. And as
I grabbed the nightgown, I had this electric It was like being electrocuted,
I had, but not that intense. I had this electric feeling run through
my body. And at that moment, I remembered everything that had happened the
night before, the out of body experience, and I just immediately thought of
the cigarette in that plan, and I turned and looked at my ashtray,
and there laying in the ashtray was the half smoked cigarette in exactly the positions
that I watched myself put it in. And at that point the rug was
completely pulled out from under me. Everything started spinning. I couldn't breathe.
I felt like I was going to pass out. I slid down onto my
bed, and later my roommate would say that when I grabbed the night down,
she watched me go into some sort of a trance. She said,
my eyes just went blank and my face went completely white, and she thought
I was going to pass out or die. And the next thing I know,
my roommate is standing there in my doorway crying, and she's telling me
that I'm scaring her and that I need to go and talk to someone.
I didn't go and talk to anyone, but I did start looking into out
of body experiences at that point because I didn't know anything about that. So
that was an out of body experience that I had in nineteen ninety four.
Didn't really know what to make of it. Sit up as yet another one
of these weird events that's been happening to me my whole life, and I
don't understand why these things are happening, but they continue to happen. So
in nineteen ninety five, I had participated in Semester at Sea. It was
a program that was hosted by a different university every year, they chose five
hundred college students from universities around the world, and they put us on a
ship and cruised us around the globe, and we stopped at ten different countries,
and we would spend a few days to a week in each one of
those countries. There were many different experiences of high strangeness that happened while I
was on that ship, but the one in particular, the night before I
boarded the ship, I had flown to Seattle. I live in Ohio.
I had flown to Seattle and met a fellow college student from Syracuse. It
was only the two of us that actually there were three of us from Syracuse
University that were selected for this program. So me and the other student,
one of the other students from Syracuse, both flew into Seattle, Washington,
where we met and we rented a van, and the ship was leaving from
Vancouver, British Columbia, So we drove our rental van up to Vancouver,
and we had got there a couple days before the ship left and checked into
a hotel and we were just so excited, I mean, on top of
the world. We're about to go on this once in a lifetime trip.
Around the world. We were going out at night to the bars and having
drinks and telling everybody about this trip we were about to embark on. So
the night before we were supposed to board the ship, we had been out
at the dance clubs and we had been drinking. We then went to a
pub. It was towards the end of the night and we were on our
way home and we passed this pub that looked pretty crowded and like it was
a happening place. So we decided to stop in there for a few final
before we went back to the hotel. And so as soon as we walked
into the pub, I had a strange feeling. I didn't know what it
was. I couldn't put my finger on it. I just had a strange
feeling. And we go into the pub and up to the bar, and
we ordered some drinks. And as I'm scanning the room trying to figure out
why am I having this strange feeling in here, I immediately land on these
two men who were over in the corner of this pub, and they're staring
at me, and I knew instantly as soon as I laid eyes on them
that this was what was causing this strange feeling in me and these two men,
they were all really pale, like beyond albino. It was almost like
they had no coloring to them. They were dressed in all black, no
insignia or markings or anything. And these two men were just sitting in the
corner of this pub, staring at me in a strange way. And I
could tell that this wasn't just a random these guys checking me out or they
thought I was cute, like there was intent behind this. They were there
for me. I knew that I had a strange feeling like who is this
and what do they want? And how would they even know that I was
here? And so I got this bad feeling like I don't want anything to
do with these people, and so I turned away and started talking with my
friends and the bartender the people we had been talking with at the bar,
And then a table opened up at the bar, so we decided to move
from the bar to this table. And when we got to the table,
the bartender came over with a round of shots that we hadn't ordered, and
he said, these drinks were bought for you by a couple of gentlemen.
And I knew as soon as he said it that it was those two men
that had purchased the drinks, and I turned to where they had been sitting,
and they weren't there anymore. And so the bartender set the drinks down
on the table, and as the bartender walked the way, there were those
two men standing right before our table, right there. I don't know where
they came from. I didn't see them walk over. I didn't see them
in the bar when I had looked just moments before, as the bartender was
bringing us these shots that I knew they had bought for us. But such
of these two men standing right at our table, and they asked if they
could join us, and they didn't wait for a response, They just kind
of said, can we join you? And they sat down at our table.
And so we started telling them about the ship that we were about to
embark on the next morning and this trip that we were going on. And
they had like an Eastern European accent, but I couldn't really put my finger
on at what the accent was. But they had some sort of an accent
that I couldn't identify, and it founded European. But their English was pretty
good, and they had like a military air about them. I felt almost
like they were in the military of some sort, but again, they were
wearing all there was no insignia. So the last thing that I remember is
having shots with them, doing a toast and drinking this shot with them,
and then the next memory that I have is myself and the person from my
university that I was traveling with. We wake up and we're laying on our
bed in the hotel room, but it looks like somebody carried us into the
room and just tossed us onto the bed. We're fully closed, our shoes
are still on, my purse is stole around my shoulder, and the way
we were laying it's like our bodies had kind of shifted when we were thrown
and was sort of like overlapping each other, and one of my arms was
bent in a really awkward way. It literally looked like somebody had carried us
both in and just tossed us onto the bed. So we woke up feeling
very out of it and obviously hung over from the drinking, but there was
something else. There was just this clouded, thick feeling like some thing wasn't
right, And we looked at the clock and realized that we were late,
the boarding was about to start for this ship, and that we needed to
get out of that hotel and get to the dock immediately or we were going
to miss this ship. So of course we're freaking out. I mean,
we had been planning for this expedition for over a year and here we are
about to miss the ship. So we're running around the hotel room, throwing
all of our stuff into our bags, trying to get out of there.
We go down to check out at the desk and the man working the desk
tells us that our rental van had been towed. And I was very confused,
and I'm asking him, what do you mean it's been Toad? Who
had it towed and why? And he said he didn't know. And at
the time, there was this quick little thought that went through my head,
and the thought was, how do you even know it was Toad if you
don't know who toed it or why it was towed. But we were so
upset and concerned and needed to get to this ship that I just had to
kind of put it out of my head and we said, well, where
was it toad to And he said, I don't know. You know,
you're going to have to call the toe lots and see who who has this
van of yours. So we're freaking out at this point because the rest of
our luggage was still in this van, and so we're calling all these different
toelts trying to figure out where this van ended up. And we finally did
find the one that said, yeah, they had our rental van there.
So we got a cab and had them take us to this towyard, which
was this really run down junkie on the outskirts of town towyard, and we're
thinking something is really wrong here, like why would our car have even been
towed? And I had this like flash, this little flashback or memory,
and in the flash, I'm sitting in the driver's seat of this rental van
and it's parked up on the sidewalk right in front of the hotel. Like
I had driven up onto the sidewalk and almost ran into the building and stopped
right in front of the building, and my hands were on the ten and
two position of the wheel. That's what gave it away, because I would
never I have never put my hands on the ten and two position of the
steering wheel. That's not how I drive, and I could feel in this
flashback that this wasn't on an organic memory. I knew that this memory had
been planted there, and in the memory I said, oh fuck it,
we'll just part here and we'll sort it all out tomorrow. And it was
just a quick flash and then that memory was gone, and here we are.
We're standing at this junky tow yard on the outskirts of town, and
I in my head, I'm thinking something happened. What happened? And then
those two men popped back into my head. But at this point, we
don't have time for any of that. This ship is about ready to leave.
The boarding's already been going on. So we go in to talk to
these people to try to convince them to give us our rental car back,
and they're telling us that they can't, that there's paperwork and process and that
it's going to be a couple of days, and we're telling them absolutely not.
This ship leads in like an hour and we have to be on it.
So we end up bribing them. We ended up paying them a bunch
of money to let us get our luggage out of the van, and we
told them, look, you can keep the van. We'll call the rental
agency and explain what happened and tell them they're going to have to send somebody
to come get this van, but we need our luggage so this cab can
take us to the docks and we don't miss this ship. So after giving
them most of the cash that we had on us, they finally agreed to
let us get our luggage out of the van. So we get all of
our luggage. We're piling it up inside this cab, the trunks filled.
I mean, I don't know how we got it all in there, and
the cab driver was not real happy with us. So he takes us to
the dock and drops us off, and there was this progression that you had
to go through this boarding line, and there was like twelve different stations to
this boarding line on the docks before you enter the ship. And one of
them was checking in, and the next one was showing your passport and your
vaccinations and all of that, and then the next one is getting your ship
identification made. So there's all these little stations that you have to go through
before they actually let you onto the ship. So the person and I that
we were traveling together, we start going through these stations and as we're waiting
in line for one of the stations, he says to me randomly, I
think we were drugs last night, And that sat really weirdly with me.
And I turned to him and I said, what are you talking about?
Why would we have been drugged? People drug you to rape you, to
rob you, to murder you. None of those things happened to us.
We weren't robbed, we weren't raped, and we're still here, So why
would somebody drug us? And he just shook his head and he said,
I don't feel right. I'm sick. And I too felt very sick,
and I'd been hung over many times. This was not a hangover sick.
This was thick, thick, like your head's all foggy and you're just you're
having trouble keeping it together. And so again we just kind of put it
out of our heads. I said, well, you know, I don't
know why anybody would drug us, or you know what the purpose would have
been, but we're here now, we made it through all this craziness,
and thank goodness, this didn't cost us this trip all because of our night
out drinking last night. Let's just get through this boarding process and get on
this ship. So we make it through the rest of the little doc area
boarding process and we get onto the ship and we kind of just let out
a sire relief, like, Wow, that was close. You know,
we almost blew the whole experience, but we made it, and so we
were assigned to different cabins. We kind of parted ways once we got onto
the ship, and we never talked about that experience again. Are you intrigued
by paranormal talk radio. You love the new Paranormal Radio app from talkstream Live.
You'll find a great selection of talk shows covering UFOs, ghosts, strange
phenomena, and much more. Download the Paranormal Radio app now and start listening
to the very best in paranormal talk entertainment, including the network you're listening to
right now. The Paranormal Radio app free in Google Play and the iOS app
Store. So while I was on the ship, there were many strange events
that happened, and so many that I won't even go into all of them,
but probably one of the more significant ones was while we were cruising from
one country to another in the middle of the ocean. Oftentimes at night I
would go up to one of the top decks when everybody was asleep, and
I would just lay up there on the ground looking up at the stars.
It was so amazing, as dark as it was out in the ocean,
and the stars were just so bright and so vibrant. So a lot of
times I would go up there at night just to lay around look at the
stars, collect my thoughts, reflect on what I had done in the country
we were just at. So usually I would go to the top deck so
that I could look at the stars. But this particular night, for whatever
reason, I went to the lowest deck and I just walked over to the
edge of the ship and was just leaning on the railing, kind of looking
out into the ocean, looking at the moon and the stars, and all
of a sudden, I see these lights, and for a second I forget
that I'm on the lowest deck. And when I see these lights, I'm
thinking, Okay, somebody must be shining a light out of their portal or
playing some silly prank. But then I realized the portals are above me.
I'm on the lowest decks. So I look down into the water and I
see these yellow, red, and green lights under the water, and they're
getting bigger and bigger, and as the lights got closer, I could see
that there was a ship under the water. And immediately I'm thinking, Okay,
this must be some sort of high tech sub or something, and they're
just checking out our ship. And as this craft got right below the water's
edge, I had a telepathic communication in my mind. There was a man's
voice, and it said to me, you can run to the ends of
the earth, you can strand yourself in the middle of the sea. We'll
always be able to find you. And at that point, I was overwhelmed
with this feeling of fear and dread, and I just turned and ran back
to my cabin. And I'm actually shaking right now even recounting this experience.
So I turned and I ran back to my cabin and I crawled up into
my top bunk and I just laid there and cried and just thought, what
is wrong with me? Why is all of this stuff happening to me?
Is there something wrong with my head? Do I need help? Or is
there something to this? This has been going on my whole life, all
these strange events, and nobody else seems to experience these things. Why me?
Why is all this stuff happening to me, so I went to sleep.
I mean, what could I do? You know? I went to
sleep and got up the next day and just tried to put it out of
my head. Really finished that ship. It was an amazing experience. It
was hands down the best time of my life. That those three months of
my life were the cream of the crop. It doesn't get any better than
that, just being whisked off like a tourist, just to one amazing experience
after another. And some of the high strangeness events were good events. They
were really amazing events that didn't scare me. They weren't traumatic. But after
seeing that ship in the water, it's like things took a turn at that
point. That was the first time that I'd really felt that overwhelming sense of
fear and dread, and I knew something inside me. Knew this experience is
different than the others that I've had. And it doesn't even feel like this
experience is coming from the same source that all the others were coming from.
I kind of can just sense that there's something dark. I don't want to
use the word evil, but that's the word that comes to mind. There's
something dark or evil about this and this fear and this dread feeling that it's
caused in me. I was never given that feeling from these other experiences that
I've had prior to that. So the ship ended in Christmas. Eves dropped
us off on the dock in New Orleans, and I ended up staying in
New Orleans for a few days and having an amazing time. Eventually, I
did make it back home, and I had decided to take the next semester
off of college. So much had happened to me on that ship. Not
only did I have so much to process just from all of the countries that
we had visited and all of the experiences of the tourism and the different things
that we had done, but then on top of that, all of these
experiences of high strangeness that it happened to me. And so I just came
to the conclusion that there's no way I can just start a new semester college
in two weeks and just put all of this away and keep going. I
need some time to process all of this. So I took the semester off,
and I spent most of that semester just hanging out in my parents' basement,
sleeping a lot. I had all of my photos developed, and I
was reading back through my journals that I had kept while I was on this
ship, and I never wrote anything about the high strangeness events in my journals.
I would kind of leave myself some clues, some like coding type things
that I would do in the way that I wrote in certain words that I
would use, and a couple images that I drew, but I never flat
out wrote out those experiences in my journal. Something told me, and I'd
always known that I needed to keep all of this in my head or people
were going to think I was crazy and then I wouldn't be able to lead
any kind of normal life. So I spent that semester that I had taken
off just kind of trying to regroup and recharge myself and wrap my head around
everything that I had just experienced. And I spent most of my time sleeping,
or I would play games on the computer down in the basement of my
parents' home. And so one night I was sitting in the basement playing game
on the computer, blazing the Oregon Trail, and I would sit and play
that game for hours and hours. And so back then the computers had the
physical mouth that you had to put your hand on and move it around to
move the cursor. And so I had my hand on the mouth, and
I was playing this video game when our house was struck by lightning, and
my hand was on the mouth. When the lightning struck our house and my
hand was stuck to the mouth, I could not pull my hand off of
the mouth, and I felt like this electrocuting hot pain start moving from my
hand in the mouth up my arm. And as that pain is moving up
my arm, I'm looking at the computer screen. And the computer screen went
completely blank, completely black, and then the computer screen went completely white.
And then at that point, a little cartoon character of a mouth came out
from the side of the computer screen and crawled to the middle of the screen
and turned and stood up on its two hind legs, and I kind of
gave this look of just shock and disbelief. I couldn't believe what was happening.
I didn't know what was happening. And I guess upon seeing my reaction
of shock, this little cartoon mouth threw its head back and gave this laugh
that was such an evil like maniacal laugh. It was just I don't even
know how to explain it, and the voice that I was hearing, the
laugh, and the tone of this voice did not match what I was looking
at, the cartoon character of this little mouth. And I'm feeling this hot
pain shooting up my arm, and at this point it's getting up to the
top of my arm, about to go into my shoulder, and my hand
is still stuck to the mouth. And again a man's voice. The mouse
is speaking. The mouth of the mouth is moving on the screen, but
I'm hearing this man's voice in my head. The man's voice said to me,
and I try to remember its exact words, but I can never remember
exactly what it said. It said something to the effect of, it doesn't
matter what you do, We'll always be able to find you. Haven't you
figured that out by now? You're just wasting time. And at that point,
right before that hot pain, it was in my shoulder, and I
felt like it was about to go to my heart, and that when it
went to my heart that I would die. And right as that pain was
up in my shoulder and I felt it was about the head to my heart,
I was just suddenly thrown back from the computer. My hand was thrown
off of the mouth, and I was sitting. Our basement was a concrete
floor, and I was sitting in an office chair with wheels on it,
and I was thrown back with such a force that this chair went flying across
our basement, all the way across our basement, and I slammed into the
back wall that my dad had a weight rack set up on and some of
the weights had fallen off the rack, some of the smaller ones, and
I this chair just slammed into this weight rack and I jumped up out of
the chair and my heart was beating like a million miles a minute. I
thought it was going to explode at any second. And I was shaking like
a leaf and I couldn't catch my breast. And at that point, my
parents came running down the stairs and they're like, are you okay? Are
you okay? And they could see that I wasn't breathing, that something had
happened to me, and they were telling me just calm down, just breathe,
just breathe, and I finally did take a breath, and my parents
looked me over physically, I guess, for signs of a burner or something,
and they said, just calm down, You're okay. Just take a
deep breath, and that lightning strike had blown every electronic that had been plugged
in and house. Every one of them are microwave, oven, OURPV,
everything that was plugged into the wall. It just fried them and me.
So that was in nineteen ninety six, and yet another strange event that I
couldn't explain. And I never told my parents about the mouth on the computer
screen. I knew they would think I was crazy and so and at this
point I was scared. I felt like, these are these experiences are different,
these are bad. I feel a darkness. I feel a lack of
something coming from the source that's causing these last few episodes that I've had.
But I still didn't know how to wrap my mind around what is all this?
What's happening to me? And what does it all mean? What do
they want from me? What am I supposed to do? Like, I
just could not figure out what the purpose of all this was, let alone
what it even meant. So flash forward, you know, over the years
I had said that, you know, I would always feel like the back
of my head felt really fuzzy, and even after the cat scan, nothing
was found physically to account for that. But I continued to wake up with
that like hangover feeling all the time. I mean several times a week,
just this strange hangover feeling where I would feel like my muscles are exhausted and
I have this trauma and this anxiety and the back of my head feels all
fuzzy and all I want to do is sleep all the time. And I
never could figure out why that is. But I knew that something was being
done to me, but there was nothing in my mind that I could point
to. I couldn't remember anything, but you know, you just know it
on a gut level that someone's getting me at night and doing something to me,
and it's leaving physical traces. And so I started to kind of realize
the symptoms of what it felt like after these events would happen. So I
had a pretty good idea, yeah, that it was happening on a regular
basis, because of these physical symptoms that I actually have. So probably in
the year two thousand, almost two thousand and one, I was out of
college by this point, and I was living back in Ohio, and the
electric company had sent out a calendar and each month they had some scenic picture
on the calendar. They sent it out to everyone, and I was flipping
through that calendar one day in two thousand and two of the pictures were of
mountains, and I got that strange, little electric feel run through me again,
like there's something to this. And one of the pictures was Mount Rainier
in Washington and the other picture was from Danali National Park in Alaska, and
I just had this overwhelming sense that I have to go there. There's something
there for me. And I didn't understand what it would be there for me,
or why I would need to go there, or what mountain it even
was. Was it one of these two mountains? Was it just a mountain?
And what would be there for me? What would I need to go
there to get? I didn't know. But I just had this strange pool
this feeling like there's something there for you, not an answer, but something
physically there for you that you have to go and get. So I realized
at this point all of these things have been happening to me for a reason.
Obviously I'm supposed to do something with it, and maybe this is it.
Maybe this is the end. Maybe maybe I'm going to go to this
mountain. I'm gonna find whatever this is and that'll explain all of this or
be the end of all of this or something. But I can't keep running
from these dark things that have been happening to me. I can't keep living
with trauma and fear all the time. So I'm done being afraid. That
emotion is not serving me here, it's just making me less prepared to deal
with these things. So whatever happens, better or worse. At this point,
I didn't even care if I died, because quite frankly, it would
be better than living under the anxiety and stress and trauma that I was living
under. I needed this to stop. I couldn't do this anymore, so
I just said, that's it. I'm going to lean into this head first.
I'm going to go find this mountain and I'm not going to stop until
I do find it, and I'm going to bring this to an end one
way or another. And something inside me just told me, like this is
the big one, that this is what all of this was preparing you for,
that this is what you're supposed to do with all of this. But
I still didn't know which mountain it was, or if it was even one
of these two mountains in these pictures that I that I had seen. So
I realized, I'm going to have to go to boat and I live in
Ohio, so I thought, well, I'll go to Mount Rainier first in
Washington State. That's obviously a lot closer than Alaska, and I'll see what
happened, and i'll see if I have a feeling that this is where I'm
supposed to be, and if not, then I'll know that it's Alaska that
I need to go to. So my first trip, I'm trying to make
it out to Mount Rainier and I'm driving down the highway and it was nighttime,
and it was late. There wasn't a whole lot of traffic on the
road, and I don't remember exactly what state I was in. I want
to say it was maybe North Dakota. And so I'm cruising down this highway
pretty late at night, and all of a sudden, I have this strange
feeling. It's almost like a feeling like I'm being watched or I'm not alone
all of a sudden, but I was alone. And then up ahead there's
an overpass in front of me coming up, and I can see a bright
light on the other side of the overpass, and at first I'm thinking,
well, it must be a vehicle coming the opposite direct and I can see
their lights coming towards this overpass. But as I got closer to the overpass,
I realized that that this wasn't two headlights that I was seeing. This
was one really bright light coming from the underneath of this overpass, and it
was so bright that I couldn't see anything beyond it. It took up the
whole underpaths, and so then I started thinking, well, maybe it's a
work crew. And you know, they usually set up in the middle of
the highway with the if they're going to work at night, they have those
bright lights. Maybe that's what this is, is just the light coming through
the underpaths from a work crew. And so as I get to this underpass,
right as I'm literally entering the underpath, I realized that this isn't a
work crew. I don't know what it is at that moment, but I
know that it's bad and it's too late to stop. My vehicle's already going
under the underpass. So the next thing I know, I'm driving down the
highway at sixty five miles an hour. It's dark again, and my radio's
on, but it's like off station, and so it's mostly just fuzz,
and it's turned up so loud. This spuzz was just deafening the sound of
it. And I had my dog with me. It was just me and
my dog, and I turned to look at my dog, and I could
tell from the look on his face and in his eyes that he too was
stunned. Like we just looked at each other, like what was that.
It was almost like something happened, but we were missing that time. It
was like one moment, I'm realizing there's something wrong with this light, and
I'm heading into the overpass and then flash, just like that, I'm driving
down this highway sixty five miles an hour, and the radio's off station and
turned all the way up, and I know that something's happened, but I
can't wrap my head around it. I don't know what it is, and
my head just feels all fuzzy, and I'm confused, and I'm afraid to
stop the car. I'm afraid to keep going. I'm afraid I might pass
out because I'm starting to have trouble breathing. And I look at my dog
and when I see that confused, kind of shaken look on his face.
I know that I'm not making this up, that he feels it too.
Something happened, so it was probably like and I did not stop. I
did slow down, and I just kept driving, and I was shaking like
a leaf, and I just thought, the safest thing is for us to
just stay moving. Stay in motion. A moving target is harder to get
a hold of. I just need to breathe and keep myself from passing out,
and just keep driving. So we drove for hours until it was daylight
out, and then we pulled over at a Walmart parking lot, and I
made sure to pull into a busy area of the parking lot where there were
security cameras, and then I crawled into the back of the suv with my
dog and we laid down to get some sleep. So it was probably the
next day or two after that I was getting close to Washington State. I
may have actually even crossed over into Washington State by that point, but it
was a day or two after that strange event had happened that my car suddenly
broke down in this tiny little town, and there was only one repair shop
in this town. So I took the car to the repair shop and checked
into a hotel, and the repair shop, after looking it over for the
day, informs me that there's a part that they're going to have to order
for this car because they don't have the part, and that it's going to
take days for this part to be mailed to them shipped to them, so
and it's very expensive, I mean extremely expensive. So at that point,
I'm going to have to use the rest of the money that I have for
this trip to fix this car so that I can even get back home.
And I realized at that point, I'm not going to make it to Mount
Rainier. So we've checked into this hotel, and I kind of thought at
this point it was almost a relief, because I was kind of afraid of
what it was I was going to find at Mount Rainier, what was going
to happen to me there. And so at this point, when the car
broke down, I had to accept, Hey, that's it. We're not
going to make it out there this time, and now I can just relax
and recover for a few days here in this hotel while I'm waiting for them
to fix my car. So it turns out they had even more trouble getting
this part, and after three or four days, they still hadn't got the
part. They still couldn't tell me when the part was going to arrive,
and on like the It was probably the third or fourth night in the hotel,
the same thing happened that had been happening all my life. That night,
I had taken a bath soaked in a bubble bath. We had ordered
pizza. I was well rested because we'd been doing nothing but hanging out at
this hotel and walking around for days now, so I was well read.
I felt totally one hundred percent normal and back to my normal self. And
I didn't have to think about what was going to happen at this mountain because
that was over now. I wasn't even going to make it to the mountain,
So I was relaxed. I was comfortable, I felt good, and
I went to bed on that third or fourth night at that hotel, and
I woke up the next morning and it was that same hangover feeling. I
woke up feeling like I had been worked over physically and mentally. I could
feel the ache in my muscles, I could feel the trauma, the fear.
The back of my head was fuzzy again, and I knew that something
had happened again, But I had nothing to latch onto, no memory as
to what could be causing me to feel this way. I felt fine when
I went to bed last night. I supposedly got eight hours of sleep.
Why am I waking up feeling like this again? So that happened every night
for the next three or four nights at that hotel, and I I knew,
I could feel. I could sense that something had stopped me from making
it to Mount Raineer, that something had caused my car to break down.
And every night something was getting a hold of me and doing something to me.
Because each day that I woke up, I felt worse and worse,
and I felt this fear and panic, and so I started hounding the repair
shop, like getting nasty with them, telling them, look, this is
crazy. I've been here seven eight days. Now, you got to get
this part and get my car fixed. I need to go home now.
So finally, a few days later, they did get the part, got
my car fixed, and we did end up making it home, and there
weren't too many more incidents on the way home. But I still had this
uneasy feeling like I was being followed, like I was being watched. Something
was very interested in me, but I didn't know what and so we went
back home. And of course I'm a pretty persistent person and I was not
about to give up. So I kind of chalked that up as the trial
run as to what I was up against here and what it was going to
take for me to make it out to Mount Rainier. So I changed some
things around to make sure that it would go smoother. The next time.
I had gotten this finder that I had put together for almost a year.
I had detailed road maps, I had the mileage from one point to the
next. I had every one of my stops planned out to be stopped in
a big area with a Walmart or a large store or parking lot that was
open twenty four hours, that there would be people coming and going, that
we could sleep in the back of the car in a public setting. I
also changed up the night and day thing. Instead of driving all day and
then trying to sleep at night, I switched that because I realized that these
things are happening at night while I'm sleeping. They're getting a hold of me
while I'm sleeping. So I came and I said, Okay, we'll drive
all night because at least I'll be awake and I'll have some chance of fighting
this off. And then during the day we'll go to one of these public
places and hopefully with a security camera and lots of traffic, people, traffic
going in and out of the parking lot. And it seemed to work.
It definitely seemed to work. I felt like there were no strange events happening
that I wasn't feeling that that hungover, feeling like like something had gotten a
hold of me. So I made it all the way out to Mountaineer on
that second time with almost nothing happening, and my dog and I were hiking
around the base of the mountain and it was beautiful. It looked just like
the picture in the calendar that I had tore out and kept with me.
But I knew as soon as I got there that this was not the mountain
that I was being called to, And so we spent a few days hiking
around the mountain and taking it easy, and I knew at that point,
I'm going have to go to Alaska, and that's a much bigger ordeal than
the Mountaineer in Washington State. So I'm gonna need to go home and prepare
for a much bigger trip, much more in depth. What is HelloFresh.
With HelloFresh, you get farm fresh, pre portioned ingredients and seasonal recipes delivered
right to your door. Skip trips to the grocery store and count on HelloFresh
to make home cooking easy, fun and affordable. That's why it's America's number
one meal kit hosting this holiday, Hello Fresh Market has just what you need
to please a crowd without the hassle. From photo worthy charcuterie boards to mouth
watering desserts, the most wonderful time of the year is also the most delicious.
Enjoy every bite of the holiday season with Hello Fresh. Choose from over
forty five weekly recipes and over one hundred created picks from HelloFresh Market. We
have all suffered with the cost of living crisis, but HelloFresh has given me
better management of my food budget and more time doing the things I love,
spending time with my family and working on this podcast. So I have an
exclusive offer for all our podcast listeners. Go to HelloFresh dot com, slash
ufo free and use code UFO free for free Breakfast for life one breakfast item
per box while subscription is active. That's a free breakfast for life at HelloFresh
dot com slash ufofree with code UFO free, or click on the HelloFresh link
below in this episode's description. So get stared today with HelloFresh, America's number
one meal kit. So we're on our way back from this second trip,
and we were few states away from Ohio and my Grandma. Before I had
left done that trip, my Grandma was getting older and she was having some
health problems, and she had ended up having to have a bypass surgery on
her heart. She struggled during the recovery, and I knew that my Grandma
wasn't going to be around very much longer. I was closer to my grandma
than any person on the face of this earth. She and I were just
as tired as you could be. So we had always had this running joke.
I had always told her. I had made her promise me that she
would die when I was out of town because I couldn't handle it. I
couldn't be the one to watch it. I couldn't see that happen, that
I would never recover from it. And it was always a joke with us,
like, now, remember, you're you're not going to kick the bucket
until I'm out of town on vacation or something, and she would always laugh
and say, yeah, yeah, I promise. I promised. So on
the way back from this second trip that we had made it to Mount Rainier,
we had had a beautiful day. We stopped and spent the whole day
hiking, and I was going to be driving in the overnight hours because I
just felt safer that way. And so we're driving it's nighttime after a beautiful
day of hiking. I was physically tired because we had hiked longer than I
thought we were going to. We kind of got lost and got off trail
and it was a much longer hike and much more physically exerting than I thought
it was going to be. So as we take off driving that night,
I realized, like, I'm not going to be able to drive all night.
I'm physically exhausted from our hike, and I need to get at least
a few hours of sleep. So I decided to pull off. It was
a rest area, and I didn't pull all the way down to the rest
area. I sort of pulled off the side of the exit ramp, just
pulled under a light and there was lots of traffic. Not lots, but
there was traffic occasionally getting off of the exit ramp to go into the rest
area. And for some reason, I just felt safer on the exit ramp
because at the rest area you've heard stories about, you know, people getting
robbed, kidnapped, and I thought, Okay, well, at least up
here on the exit ramp, you know, there's not going to be people
outside of their cars walking around and walking around by our vehicle, but there's
still going to be a steady flow of traffic and people driving by. And
were underneath this light, so this was the safest area that I felt was
the safest spot for me to crawl into the back and sleep for just a
couple hours until I felt replenished enough to get behind the wheel again. So
we pulled off at this rest area and we're underneath this light. I was
asleep and my dog was asleep in the back of the suv, and something
awoke me out of a deep sleep. I don't know what it was.
I just sat straight up in the back of the suv, and when I
sat up, I could see this gold ball of light coming towards my car,
and I felt I didn't feel that evil or that darkness that I had
been feeling with the events that have been happening to me. This light was
radiating with warmth and love, and it just made me feel so good all
over my body. It's hard to explain what it did. It made me
all tingly and made me feel so loved and a part of something whole.
And so this light comes through the back window of my suv and it starts
to enter into my chest. And as the light is entering into my chest,
there's some recognition there. I recognize this, and after all the light
had entered into my body, it hit me, this is my grandma's soul.
And then that quickly in my head, I hear my grandma's voice say,
no matter what happens, it's okay. And the light starts drifting out
of my back. And as that light is drifting out of my back,
I am left with this feeling of just such a loss, in such a
sadness, and this feeling like I'm being left all alone here now you're leaving
me, and I just I was sobbing so hard, I wasn't even breathing,
and I grabbed my dog and I was just rocking and crying, and
I realized that my grandma had just died. That was my Grandma's soul,
and I turned and looked at the cloth and the twenty two am. I
don't remember going back to sleep, but apparently I did, because the next
memory I have is my cell phone ringing at seven point thirty in the morning,
and it was my dad, and he didn't want to tell me that
my grandma had died because he was worried how I would make it all those
miles that I still had to drive home knowing that my grandma had passed.
Everyone knew how close I was to her. Everyone had been worried for years
how I would handle this when she finally passed. So my phone rings at
seven point thirty in the morning, and my dad is trying to keep a
normal voice, a normal tone of voice, and he says to me,
Yeah, I need you to come on back home now, right now,
and we'll talk when you get here. He didn't want to tell me that
my grandma had died, and I said to him, Dad, I already
know Grandma died. Last night. At one twenty two am, her spirit
came and said goodbye to me, and I could feel the shock and disbelief.
I could feel it through the phone. He was just stunned, and
he said, well, the death certificate actually says one twenty six. But
yeah, that's that's pretty strange. And at the time I knew that my
time of one twenty two was the correct time, and I knew that the
reason the death certificate said one twenty six was because after the soul leaves the
body, the bioelectric activity slowly shut down and there is still some of that
activity registering until it's completely gone and you're medically declared dead no activity. So
I knew that her soul had departed this existence at one twenty two. But
this was not a time to say I told you so, or prove that
I was right, because in addition to feeling that shock and disbelief from him,
I also felt some jealousy from him that his mother had chose to do
that with me and not him her son, and I could feel his hurt.
Also. This was his mom that he had just lost. So I
didn't say anything about that. I just said, oh, yeah, you
know, a couple of minutes different. That is pretty strange. And so
I continued back and made it back and They actually postponed my grandmother's funeral until
I made it back from this trip, and they had asked me to speak
at her funeral because they knew that I was the closest person in the world
to her. But I couldn't. I could barely breathe. I just there
was no way I would be able to stand up there on my feet and
speak coherently without just completely losing it. So I told him, no,
I can't do it. I don't even know if I'm going to make it
through this funeral, but I definitely can't speak at it. So I'm sitting
in my grandma's funeral and I had dreaded it that moment. The whole trip
back. That's all I kept thinking was I can still put this out of
my mind. I know it happened, but I'm not forced to accept it
just yet. But that funeral was that moment that I was forced to accept
it, that I had to accept that that door was shut, that I
would not see her again. And it was choking me to death having to
swallow it and accept it and sit there at her funeral. And I didn't
want to go up to her casket, but I knew that I would regret
it if I didn't, So I forced myself to go up to the casket.
And when I walked up to the casket, I almost didn't recognize her.
It didn't even look like her, like there was definitely something missing,
and I realized that her soul, or that light that animates the body that
makes us who we are, is what was missing, and what was laying
there was just a shell of a body that looked and felt nothing like my
grandma when she was alive. It was her soul that was missing. And
so I sit back down at the funeral and they're reading the little sayings and
different people are getting up there talking and all of a sudden, those telltale
signs and start happening. The back of my head starts feeling fuzzy, the
rooms starts spinning, I'm having a hard time breathing, and all of a
sudden, I have this flashback, and in this flashback, I am four
or five years old, and it was one of the most cherished activities that
I would do with my grandmother. She would sit on her couch with a
pillow on her lap, and I would lay my head on the pillow and
she would either with a brush, but usually with her hands run her fingers
through my hair. And so my flashback is one of those times that she
was doing that. And I look to be somewhere between four or five,
maybe six years old top I was young, and I'm laying on the couch
and my grandmother is running her fingers through my hair. And as she's touching
my head before or she pulls her fingers down through my long hair, I'm
feeling this tangling feeling in my head. It feels like she's transferring this energy
from her fingertips to my head, and it gives me goosebumps. It gives
me tangles all over, and it feels really good, and it puts me
to sleep. Every time she does it. It puts me to sleep.
And when I wake up, she's still running her fingers through my hair,
and I wake up feeling just so snug and comfortable and just overwhelmed with love.
And so in this flashback, I'm seeing myself laying on the couch with
her and she's running her fingers through my hair, and just as I'm about
to fall asleep, she thinks I am asleep, but I actually wasn't quite
asleep yet. It was like, in that moment before you drift into unconsciousness.
She says out loud, I wonder where you are right now, baby
girl. You know we can and leave our bodies when we sleep and go
on the most magical journey. And upon hearing this, I sit straight up
and I turn and look to her, and I have the biggest, scaredest
eyes and I'm shaking my head no, and I'm trying to tell her telepathically
or with my eyes. I'm not allowed to do that. I'm not allowed
to do that. I can't do that. And she sees how scared I
am and how shaken I am, and at first she looks very confused,
and then it's like she snaps out of it and she tells me, Hey,
it's okay, don't worry about it. Just just lay back down and
go to sleep. And I lay down on the pillow, but I'm actually
shaking, and I'm really tense and rigid, and there's no way I can
get comfortable at this point. And she starts running her fingers through my hair
again, but it's different. There's no energy transfer. I don't feel good
about it. I just feel the touch of her putting her fingers through my
hair, and all of a sudden, it's like I had been pulled into
a vacuum, like time and space had just ceased to exist, and I
was somewhere else seeing this flashback of me and my grandma when I was four
or five, maybe six years old, and all of a sudden, that
quickly, it's like the vacuum is sucked out of me. And I'm sitting
back in my grandma's funeral, and at this point, I'm actually hyperventilating.
I'm overwhelmed by what I've just been shown and realizing that I've left my body
before and that my grandma is aware of this, and that coupled with the
fact that she's no longer with us and that I won't see her anymore,
it all just came crashing down on top of me. And I felt like
I was going to pass out, and I jumped up in the middle of
my grandma's funeral and I said, I got to get out of here,
and I just turned and ran out the back door, and I threw myself
into the driver's seat of my car, and I was shaking so bad,
and my legs had lost all of their strength. They felt like Jello.
I didn't even feel strong enough to turn on the car and drive, so
I just sat there in the parking lot, really weak and shaking, And
after a while some people came out to check on me, and they asked
me to come back in and I told them I can't, I don't want
to. I'm not coming back in there, and I didn't. I didn't
go back in there. I did eventually calm down, and I followed the
funeral procession to the graveyard and was there for her burial, and it was
really tough to have to accept that that she is gone and that door is
now closed for me. So that happened on the second trip, my second
road trip, where I had actually made it to Mountaineer, and it was
on the way back that my grandma had died and all of that happened.
So after my grandma died, it actually made me angry. I was mad
at God. I was mad at whatever power it was that was doing all
of this to me and why they had taken her from me. This was
the person that I was closest to in the world and all this crazy,
messed up stuff is happening to me, and they chose that time to take
her from me, and I knew it was selfish to feel that way,
but I did. I was angry, very angry, and I had this
message, this feeling is this like I don't want to say telepathic, because
I didn't actually hear a voice, but it was like suddenly, maybe you
would liken it to like a download. I suddenly had this feeling or this
knowledge inside me that said, you have to walk this dark part of the
path alone. And I didn't understand that dark part of the path. What
does that mean? What path? What is all of this? Why is
this happening? What do they want me to do? But you know,
I wasn't given any further explanation. It was just that message, you have
to work off this dark part of the past alone, and I connected that
with the fact that my grandma was gone and now I was alone and on
my own, and so all of my fear of knowing okay, you know,
I was right that these last episodes have this dark tone, this evil
tone. They're different than the things that have been happening to me all my
life. And I've always known that there is good and bad, light and
dark, good and evil, whatever you want to call it. Yin and
Yang. I've always known that my whole life, and I've always kind of
had this sense when I would meet people, I would like, I say,
I could read energy signatures. I would know if if they were of
the Light team or the Dark team. I could sense evil, and it
helps me. It kept me safe. I knew certain people to avoid,
and throughout my whole life, I'd had that ability of distinguishing the dark from
the light. And so now I'm scared to death because I have flat out
been told that, yeah, I'm on a dark path here, and my
Grandma's gone, and so I felt like I was being punished. I've done
something wrong. Why would I be having to walk a dark path. I've
always been protected by the light, and I've always felt that loving sense of
belonging and protection from them, and suddenly they're gone. I don't feel that
light or that protection or that love. I just feel scared, scared to
death of what's coming my way, and I know it's dark, and it's
not something I want to be a part of. I don't want to experience
this. I don't want to walk the dark path, but of course you
have no choice. Every day I kept waking up and I'm still here,
and so I knew that it was pointless to try and avoid it. There
was no way to make it stop. Whatever this was, it was obviously
destined to happen to me and was going to happen to me. So the
best thing that I could do was tuck away that fear, because that doesn't
serve me, it doesn't help me. That just handicaps me to deal with
this stuff and just do the best I can with it. And when it's
over, it's over. So I let all that anger and all that fear
just turn into determination for me. And I was like, that's it.
I am going to go at this with a vengeance, and so I started
planning my trip to Alaska. Once my grandma had died, I went and
bought a brand new car. While I had come into some money. Obviously,
she left me everything in the world that she had. She and I
were as close as to people could be, and it caused a little bit
of problems with other family members, but yet they expected it wholeheartedly, and
sure enough, she left everything to me. So I used that money to
prepare myself for this final trip, this final showdown to Alaska. I bought
a brand new car, so there wouldn't be any trouble with car problems or
anything like that. I researched the trip, and I had extra tires and
fix the flat, and I created an extensive first aid kit. I mean,
this thing rivaled the best of them, because I knew how desolate it
was in Alaska. I knew I was going to be out there in the
mountainous areas on my own with my dog, trying to climb some mountain to
look for something that's apparently there for me. And I knew that nobody would
be there to help me. So I had to make sure that I was
prepared and that I could help myself. This wasn't the kind of trip that
you just on a whim tape off drive in. So I had spent probably
close to a year preparing for this trip. And in my first aid kit,
I had some very powerful painkillers, and I had like a needle and
thread to give myself stitches if I needed to. I had patches that would
like steal up open gaping wounds to stop the blood loss. And I just
I was thinking of every possible worst case scenario and what I could possibly face
out there. I went and got a shotgun, and my uncle, who
was very into shooting, trained me on the gun for almost a year and
I could take apart and put together that gun like it was nothing. And
I'll never forget something that my uncle said to me. I had gotten the
shotgun and learned how to use it in case I came across a bear or
a mountain, lion or something. When I was in the wilderness looking for
this mountain, that's what I assumed that I might need that gun for.
So after training with my uncle on one of our last training sessions, I'll
never forget what he said to me. He said, don't ever point this
gun at anything you don't want to kill. But if you have to point
this gun, you better be ready and able to pull that trigger. And
that's saying just always sat in the back of my head. I don't know
why, but it was always there. It was in my head when I
was on this trip, like, Okay, that gun is a last sort,
but if I have to reach for that gun, don't hesitate, don't
even think about it. Pull the trigger. So I had my gun,
and I had my first aid kid. I had any and all fluids and
extra tires and things that I could need for the car and my dog,
and I were going to set out on this journey for the third time now,
trying to make it to this mountain that I've been called to, and
something inside of me just knew. I just felt that this was a one
way trip that I would not be coming back. And even though I knew
that it was going to be my end, I also knew that it was
my salvation and that I had to do it, that I couldn't let my
attachment to this reality stop me from succeeding or winning in what I knew was
even more real than this reality, which was all of these things that were
happening to me and the mess that I were being given, and how they
were lining up with and interacting with my physical reality. That's what convinced me
that no, I'm not crazy, because these things are actually lining up with
and interacting with my physical reality. So it is real. These things are
really happening, and they have helped me and guided me early on, and
now all of a sudden, I'm faced with all these dark things, and
I know I'm in a whole different territory here, like this is a different
set of circumstances, the Dark Path as it was told to me, and
I knew that I was being called out to this mountain, and something inside
me just knew that this was a one way trip. So as I prepared
myself and I was actually kind of relieved. I needed this to be over.
I couldn't function like this much longer. It just was taking such a
toll on me. And I was so scared all the time and paranoid,
and I didn't trust anybody, and the anxiety and trauma all the time,
and just feeling exhausted all the time. I was like, I can't do
this anymore. I need this to end. I want it to end.
So I'm going to go on this final trip to Alaska. Whatever this is
I'm supposed to face, I'm going to face it and then it's going to
be over. And that's okay with me. So as I got closer to
time to leave for this trip, I started struggling a little bit with my
attachment to my life and my family and all the things that I knew I
was not going to see anymore. And the day that I was leaving,
I wouldn't make eye contact with anyone. I gave him a hug goodbye,
and I was saying, oh, yeah, I'll be back in a couple
of months. You know, We're just going to go out there. And
I never told anybody why it was that I felt I needed to go to
Alaska. I kind of made up this little lie. My dog was a
husky, and so I made up this little lie for my family and told
them, oh, I promised my dog that I would take him back to
his area of heritage. And I've always wanted to go to Alaska, and
so him and I are going to do this and we'll be okay. Don't
worry about it, you know. And so on the day that I'm getting
ready to leave, I couldn't look anybody in the eye because I felt like
if I did that, I would just break down crying, and that I
would still everything everything that's been happening to me and why I was going to
Alaska, and that this was a permanent goodbye and I would not be coming
back. And I couldn't do that because I knew they would stop me from
going. So I wouldn't make eye contact with anyone. I just I hugged
them, and when they were talking to me, I would look off and
look away, and I was kind of nervous and shuffling, and I would
just tell them, Oh, yeah, don't you know, don't worry about
it. I'll call you every so often let you know I'm okay, and
We've got everything we need. I got plenty of money, you know.
Just don't worry about me. I'll be back in a few months and everything
will be fine. But of course they were worried about me. My parents
were terrified that their daughter, who they know, has had strange things going
on, and they were witness to some strange things, like my mom when
I was telling her about the woman and the casket that I kept seeing.
They had witnessed some little things. They knew that there were strange things about
me, and it kind of scared them. And then during this period of
time, they could see that mentally I was really struggling. I was coming
undone that things were getting worse for me. I was having a hard time
maintaining my normal three D life with the amount of this high strangeness stuff that
was happening, and as much as was happening on such a regular basis,
it was just getting to be too much for me. So I say my
goodbye, and my dog and I head out for what we know is going
to be a one way trip. So on the third trip, as I'm
getting out closer to the Washington State area where I would then have to go
north up through Canada to get to Alaska. As I get close closer to
the West coast, I start feeling that same feeling of I'm not alone.
Something's watching me. They know that I'm making another shot at getting to this
mountain, and they're going to try and stop me again. They stopped me
the first two times from getting there to Alaska anyway, And I just know
that I'm being watched, and not just by one faction. I'm being watched
by multiple factions, and that something is going to try to prevent me from
getting there. And so now I'm even more anxious and worried and what's coming
my way and what am I going to have to fend off and deal with?
And am I going to make it there or am I not? My
dog and I suddenly were struck with this illness. I mean, we were
sick, like something was attacking us an energy. I could feel it,
and it was making us so sick we couldn't eat or drink anything. We
couldn't even drink a little water that we were just vomiting. And I felt
like I had had a nervous breakdown, but I didn't know over what.
I had nothing there to pin it to. But we were clearly a mess.
I mean something was attacking us. We were very sick. My nerves
were just shot. But I was determined, like, no, I'm going
to push through. Nothing's going to stop me. I Am going to get
there no matter what. And so we cross over into the Yukon territory and
things got really desolate really fast. I mean you would go for days without
seeing another car or another human being. You had to stop at every gas
station that you came across, because the gas stations were placed just close enough
to get you to the next gas station, so you had no choice but
to stop at every gas station and fill up. So we kept feeling like
we were being attacked. And my dog was extremely sick. I mean he
had an ate or drink or go gone to the bathroom and probably close to
a week. And I was almost just as bad, and not quite as
bad, but I was in really bad shape too, and I knew that
something was trying to stop us from making it to Alaska. But that just
increased my determination anymore and even more, and I thought, well, obviously
I'm on the right track and I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing.
If something is going to this much trouble to stop me, so screw them.
I am going to push through and I am going to make it there.
Telepath is a weekly digital newsletter filled with the latest paranormal news, trending
topics, and fresh articles from some of the most popular critical thinkers in the
community today. Stay informed on your favorite paranormal podcasts and live streaming talk shows.
Interact with the Telepath, and upload your paranormal story or picks. It
could be featured in an upcoming edition. Sign up right now for the free
Telepath newsletter at Paranormal Do That's paranormal dot Radio. And we did make it
there. Unfortunately, while I was in Anchorage, some really really bad things
happened. It started with I had wanted to go to a souvenir store and
purchase some like sweatshirts and different things, just on the off chance that we
did make it back there, or to kind of make the trip look normal,
because I would have all these mementos that I was bringing back for my
family and the receipts from these stores and stuff. So for whatever reason,
I decided to stop and get these these little souvenir type things at this store.
And I left my dog in my car, and I had the windows
cracked, just a couple of inches, the front and the back sub windows,
and I went into the store. And while I was in the store,
and I really wasn't even paying attention to like what I was grabbed.
I didn't care what size the sweatshirt were. I didn't care if they were
the coolest one or the one that I liked best. I was just trying
to grab some souvenir stuff to make this look like a legit tourist trip to
Alasta, so that I could throw those in the car before I headed off
into the mountains to find whatever this was that awaits me there. And as
I'm grabbing all of these things, I get this overwhelming feeling that I have
to get out of there right now. I have to get out of here
right now, and I just stopped in my track. I took whatever items
I had in my hands, I went to the register, threw some cash.
Adam told him keep the change. I ran out the door, and
as I run out the door, there are two men trying to break into
my car, and one was at the back window that had been rolled down
a couple of inches, and one was at the front window, both on
the passenger side of the car. And as one would try to stick his
hand in the back window that was rolled down for my dogs to get some
man, my dog would lunge at him. And when my dog lunged at
the one in the back, the one in the front would try to put
his hand down in the window. And so my dog was just lunging back
and forth, back and forth so quickly, and I could tell that he
couldn't hold out any longer. They were gonna get over on him and get
to the locker or the window or something. And I came out of the
store just in time before that happened, and I hit the alarm button on
my car, and I started screaming, Hey, the hell are you doing?
And I just dropped everything, all my bags and just started running head
first towards them, because my dog was all I had left in this world
after my grandma died, and I would have killed him if I would have
got my hands on him, so I had no fear at that point.
I charged him head on, and as I was running toward him, they
stopped in this strange, weird way and turned and looked at me. And
when they blinked, I saw something in their eyes. This is really hard
to put into words or it, except to say that it wasn't them,
it wasn't that person. It was like something had taken over that person in
that moment that they were trying to break into my car. And when I
hit the alarm and started screaming, they stopped and slowly turned and looked at
me, and I saw when they blinked and opened their eyes that they were
back to the normal person that they were, and they sort of looked around
and just bolted. They just took off running, And so I was pretty
shaken at that point because I thought, what if they would have gotten a
hold of my dog, What if they would have gotten him out of the
car. I mean, I could have cared less about the money or the
gun or any of my stuff. All I cared about was what if they
hurt my dog, because my dog would have tried to attack them had they
gotten the window or the door open, and I'm sure they would have hurt
and or killed him. And so at this point, I'm just freaking out.
And my dog's still really sick, and he had just done this trying
to fend these two men off, and I could see like he was on
his last leg. Whatever all this was was killing my dog, and it
wasn't doing real well with me either, and so a lot of other bad
things had happened. We went back to the hotel that night, and as
I was in the hotel, suddenly the hair on the back of my dog
just stood straight up, and he was like baring his teeth, and saliva
was dripping from his mouth, and he was looking at the window, and
all of a sudden in the window. I had the curtains closed, so
I couldn't see the window, but I all of a sudden saw a hand
and an arm come down from the window. Somebody had opened the window and
was trying to put their hand into I guess we had like this bar.
There were these bars that came down and kept the window from opening all the
way. It would only open part of the way for safety reasons. The
hotel had them. And this arm was reaching over trying to lift up that
bar so that it could push the window the rest of the way open,
and my dog was sparking and growling like crazy. And I was so mad
at that point, and just so sick and tired of fending off all this
darkness and all these bad things that were happening. And I just started screaming
and cussing, and I was like, come on in here, motherfucker.
I want you to meet my friend Susie's shotgun. And I grabbed my gun
and I loaded it, and by the time I ripped open the curtains,
they were gone. And so my dog and I just sat there like shaking
like a leaf. I mean, we were on our last leg. We
had been so sick. We had an eight or drinking over a week and
we were just vomiting, like dry heaving, even with nothing in our bodies,
we still just kept dry heaving. And then all these attacks, and
there was instances of missing time, and I knew that bad things had happened
there that I had repressed that I couldn't I didn't want to know. I
couldn't let myself remember I'm still alive, and that's all that matters. I
can keep going. I can't turn and look back at those things or I
will die. I will come undone. So all of this bad stuff had
happened, and I realized, Okay, whatever's happened here, I have to
get out of here. My dog and I are dying, and I'm just
I'm done. I'm going to turn around and just high tail it home and
try to get out of here. So we get in the car. Well,
we sat there shaking like a leaf until daylight came. And after the
daylight came, I packed us up and I still had my gun loaded.
The safety was off, and as we came out of that hotel room,
I had my guns pointed. If anybody was outside my hotel room, if
anybody was next to my car, I was going to shoot and kill them.
That's how sped up I was. I was going to get in the
car and I was going to go home, and anybody who tried to stop
me, that was the last thing they would do in this reality. So
we get in the car and we're headed home. At some point we're still
in Alaska. My dog began to drink a little water, and I thought
that was encouraging. It was. It was strange because the closer we had
gotten to Alaska. On the way out there, the worst this attack or
this sickness was. But now now that I had chosen to leave, it
was like the longer we were on the road and the further we were getting
away from that mountain in Alaska that I had been trying to get to,
I could feel some of that lifting, like we were starting to feel a
little bit better, and my dog started drinking. At one point he had
acted like he needed to go to the bathroom, which was a good sign
because he hadn't gone to the bathroom and I don't know, seven to ten
days something like that, and I knew he was going to die soon,
like he couldn't keep this up very much longer. And so, and that
was also one of the reasons I chose to just turn and go home.
I had this guilt that, you know, I'm literally pushing this dog to
his death, and this is killing me, and I just I'm done.
I can't do this anymore. I'm going to try and make it home.
And so at one point, while still in Alaska, the dog had acted
like he needed to go to the bathroom. He was whining like he needed
to stop, and I needed to stretch my legs. Anyway, we had
been in the car for days, and so I pulled off on the side
of the highway there, and the Alaskan Highway is based at the time was
basically just a gravel road and there was hardly any traffic on it. So
we pull off on the side of the road, and I told myself,
we're not going to go into the woods. We were going to stay where
I can see the car in my vision. And I've got my gun on
my shoulder, loaded and ready to go. And so I've got my car
keys in one hand, I've got my dog on his leash and my other
hand, and I've got the gun slung around my shoulder, and we're just
planning on walking back and forth right there next to our car, and let
the dog go to the bathroom. And you know, dogs liked to go
to the edges of the woods and kind of sniff around or whatever. So
they had like, I don't know, maybe five ten feet on each side
of the road cleared and cut in the and the wilderness started at that point.
So I had walked up to the edge of the woods and let my
dog walk along looking for a good place to go to the bathroom and sniff
around, and I don't know what happened. The next thing I know,
we are deep in the woods. I have no memory of walking into the
woods. I had specifically told myself not to get out of sight of our
car, that this was a quick go to the bathroom, And all of
a sudden, it's like I was missing time, And all of a sudden,
we're deep in these woods, and I'm thinking, what just happened?
How did we get here? How far in are we? Did we walk
in a straight line, I mean, hopefully or else? Are we going
to get locked out here? Or are we even going to make it back
to the car. And all of a sudden, my dog did the same
thing that he had done in the hotel room. He stopped in his track,
All of the hair on his back stood up, he bared his teeth,
and saliva was just dripping. He was staring at this big tree that
was probably, I don't know, fifteen twenty feet away from us, maybe
maybe thirty feet away from us, and I thought, okay, there's a
bear or a bobcat something around that tree is about to come out, And
so I threw my dog's leash on the ground and I stepped on it with
my foot and then I had free hands to get my gun, and I
got my gun, and I took the safety off, and I was just
pointing it at that tree, and I was scanning my surroundings. I was
looking for any kind of movement, anything, and I'm still expecting that this
is a bear or a bobcat or some wild animal that's about to come out
from behind the trees. And all of a sudden, this scraggly looking wild
man steps out from behind the tree, and he has this evil smile on
his face, and as I look into his eyes, I can almost see
flames dancing in his eyes. I don't even know how to explain that,
except I knew that I was dealing with a more concentrated form of evil,
of darkness that I had ever experienced. This was a million times more concentrated
than this darkness that had been pursuing me recently. And I knew that it
was excited that it had lured me right where it wanted me. And so
I had my gun pointed at him, and I said to him, buddy,
I don't want any trouble here, but you take one more step in
my direction, and that's exactly what we're going to have. And it was
like he thought it over for just a second, still with that shitty and
grin on his face, and then he lunged at me, and I didn't
hesitate for a second. I pulled the trigger. And I'm not trying to
toot my own horn here, but I had become a really good shot practicing
with my uncle for almost a year. I mean I had hit bullseyes from
much further away than what I was from this man, So I am absolutely
positive that I was correctly aimed at his chest. And I was using big
game cartridges. These were the most powerful shells that you could get for a
shotgun, and they would spread out when when you shot, the pellets would
spread out and it would cover a huge area. So when I pulled that
trigger, there was absolutely no way that I didn't hit him. At least
some of those pellets would have hit him. I'm one hundred percent positive of
it. But yet the pellets seemed to go right through him. He wasn't
even faith he was still coming towards me. And at that point I realized,
either this isn't human, or this thing is more than human, and
this is evil that's coming for me. And I just slung my gun around
my neck, scooped up my dogs leashed in one motion, and we turned
and just took off running. And I mean, usually this husky could I
mean drag me outrun me by ten times, but not this time. I
mean, I was keeping my own with him. We were running so fast
through those woods that I almost felt like my feet weren't touching the ground.
And we flew out of those woods. We come out of the wilderness back
up onto the street and we're I mean probably like a quarter mile down the
road from my car, but I can see my car down the street,
and so we turn and we're running to the car. And my keys were
in my pocket at that point, and I was thinking to myself, the
car's lock. I have to get my keys out of my pocket and get
the car unlock so that we can just dive into the car in one motion.
I can't stop and fumble around. And I could feel this being right
behind me. He was gaining ground on me. He was catching up to
me, and I went to turn to look and see how close he was
to me, and this voice in my head a female voice, a telepathic
message said no, don't turn and look, or you lose. Put everything
you've got into getting out of this situation. You can see how you did
when it's over. I didn't know what to make of it. All I
knew was I didn't feel the darkness from this voice. I felt like it
was a line being thrown to me from the light, from the good,
and I listened to it. I didn't turn and look to see how close
he was. I never slowed my pace. I just kept going, and
I was as I was running, I was trying to fumble for my keys,
and I finally did get them out of my pocket, like feet before
we got to the car, unlocked the car, We dove into the car,
I started it up and just peeled out of there. I mean,
I was shaking so bad. I hadn't even taken the gun off of my
shoulder and so it was behind my back and I couldn't like lean back in
the chair, and I was shaking so bad. I was almost like going
numb, and I thought I was going to pass out, but there was
no way I could stop. I had to just keep going and get as
far away as I could. So it was probably about two or three hours
before I could even bring myself to slow down enough to take the gun off
of my shoulder. I didn't stop, but I slowed down enough that I
could let go of the steering wheel and get the gun off my shoulder and
kind of like catch my breath. And I'm still shaking, and I'm thinking,
you know, I thought I was maybe going to have a chance of
getting out of Hearing and getting back home, because I just don't want to
do this anymore. And then I started realizing I'm probably still not going to
make it back home, and this probably isn't the last of this darkness that
I'm going to encounter. So another couple of days went by. We crossed
over into the Yukon Territory, and we were on our way down through Canada
back to the lower forty eight of the state, and I was probably going
about thirty five forty miles an hour. It had been a couple of days
since I'd seen another car. And we come up over this hill and as
I come over the hill down I can see down below at the bottom of
the hill a a bigfoot, a sassquatch is walking from the side of the
road up onto the road, and I know, I have this thinking feeling
in my chest. This is not a chance encounter, this is not an
accident. This thing is here for me, and I know that it's going
to stop me from making it out of these woods, and that that's why
it's here. And I also knew and could see that this being had planned
it perfectly that at the exact moment that my car would be right where it
was, it would be standing in the middle of the road, not in
my lane in front of my car, but like on the center line.
If there had been a center line. There wasn't it was just a gravel
highway. But if there had been a center line, this thing had timed
it to where it was walking just casually, slowly, like it didn't have
a care in the world. But it had timed it so that it would
be standing in the center of the road right at the moment that my car
intersected it. I wasn't about to stop or slow down. But I also
knew that this thing, I mean, this thing was massive. It was
like eight to ten foot tall. It was so big and muscular, and
I could see the muscles rippling under the skin. This was no man in
a monkey suit, and I knew that all this thing would have to do
would be to take its arm and hit my car, and it would just
send my car rolling, you know, probably hundreds of feet or something.
I was no physical match for this thing, so I had no choice.
I couldn't stop the car. I wasn't going to stop and turn around and
head back to that darkness I had just fled from. So I just thought,
just keep going. That's all I can do, is just keep going
and see what happens. And so I'm bracing myself for this thing to attack
my car, and I'm worried that my dog is going to lunge across me
to the driver's side window, where this thing is about to be standing right
next to my driver's side window. And I look over and my dog is
just in this trance like there's something very odd. Like he wasn't moving,
he was just in this trance. I've never seen my dog like this before.
He was just looking straightforward. I almost didn't even see him breathing.
He was just in a trance. And at the very moment that this being
is standing like six inches from my driver's side window, which was rolled up
because I was scared to death. Something pushed the pause button. And I
know that sounds crazy, and I tried to talk myself out of it so
many times, like that can't be real. That didn't happen. Your mind
imagined that. But it did happen. Everything stopped like someone had just pushed
the pause button. My car stopped in mid air. None of the leaves
were rustling in the wind. There was time had stopped. I could feel
that time had stopped, and I was just hanging in limbo, almost like
the world had just turned into this painting, this still painting. And I'm
sitting there in my car and this bigfoot six inches from my driver's side window,
and I turned to look at it, and as I made eye contact
with it, I received this telepathic message. It was such an intense,
overwhelming, complex message that words really aren't going to do it justice. I
really can't even describe it in words, except to say that this being was
telling me that it was a programmed being who was sent here to stop us
from making it out of these woods alive, but that it was hurting in
here just like I was, and that it had decided that it was not
going to follow its objective that not only was it not going to kill us,
it was going to help me. It told me that its boss would
be coming for me, and that I shouldn't stop and I shouldn't sleep,
that I should just go all the way, and that it was going to
help me and sacrifice itself in the hopes that I could help us all.
And in that moment, something unpressed the pause button, and that quickly I
sped past this being. My vehicle moved past it. My dog started moving
again, and I'm looking in my driver's side rear view mirror thinking was I
hallucinating? Did this really just happen? And I can see this creature.
It was black, Its hair was black, and the leaves and the foliage
was all green, bright green, so there was no way it like blended
in or anything. I saw this thing walk the rest of the way across
the road, and as it reached the edge of the road. This sounds
crazy, but I swear to you, it pixeled out. It pixeled.
I saw it break up into a bunch of pixels and it just disappeared.
I saw it disappear in my side rear view mirror, and I was completely
overwhelmed. I was crying. I felt all this love and all this pressure
put on me, like what does he mean so that I can help us
all? I'm just one person and I'm so screwed up in a mess,
and I don't know what any of this is. I can't even help myself.
How could I possibly help everybody else too? I didn't know what to
make of it. So we did make it back home, not without further
incident. Of course. I always felt that darkness. It was two steps
behind me and closing fast. It was always there, It was always watching,
It was waiting for me to mess up. And I did as I
told you. I live in Ohio. As we got to Indiana and I
got onto the interstate of seventy four, which is the interstate that the exit
for my house is on. Now we're still hours away from my house on
this highway. But just as we had gotten onto that highway that was the
same highway I lived off of, It's like my body let out a little
sigh of relief. It was almost like an involuntary thing, like, uh,
we're on the highway that my house is off of. We might actually
make it home. And just as my body let out that little sigh of
relief. That was all it took. And all of this just came crashing
down on top of me, like someone had just crashed into a brick wall,
and there were just bricks flying and hitting me. And some of these
things that I had repressed that had happened in Alaska, we're trying to work
its way back into my mind. And I kept shutting it out, saying,
no, I can't remember that. I don't want to know that that
will be my end. I don't want that, and I wouldn't let that
enter back into my mind. But then all these other strange things that had
happened were just flooding me, and I actually started having a panic attack,
and my hands and my feet went numb, and I was getting to the
point I couldn't control the car anymore, and I was afraid we were going
to crash. Now we were on a busy highway, but there were no
cars around us, and so I slowly was able, using my hands like
my arms on the steering wheel, was able to control the car enough to
get it off the side of the highway, and with my numb foot on
the brake, was able to bring us to a stop. But we were
still in dry and I was just sitting there at a stop and I wasn't
breathing, and the numbness was just moving up my arms and my legs,
and I thought I was having a heart attack. I just had this weight
and this pain on my chest, and I was like, well, I
thought we were going to make it home. We almost made it home,
but this is the end. And all of a sudden, I see lights
coming and I can see in the side rear view mirror that it's a semi
coming towards me in the lane right next to where I'm pulled off on the
highway, and I thought, I need help, and this is the only
vehicle I see coming my way. I have no choice. I'm going to
have to do something to one stop these memories that are trying to come back
into my head from getting in there. I need something to shake me out
of way from that because I can't let that back in and I need help
medically. I think I'm having a heart attack. So right as this semi
is nearing me, I used my arms and I purposely pulled out in front
of it, thinking that the semi was going to smash into me. And
I had a better shot of probably maybe possibly surviving that impact. Then I
did if I let whatever that was that was trying to get back into my
head in So I thought, this will knock it out, it'll knock me
out, it'll stop that from coming back into my head. And yeah,
there's only a small percentage of a chance that I'm going to survive this accident,
but it's my only shot. I have to do it. So I
pulled out in front of this semi and this semi served so hard. I
mean it basically jackknifed itself to keep from hitting me. And this guy was
furious. He rolled down his window and he said, what do you have
a fucking death wish or something? And all I could get out was heart
attacks, nine to one one please, And at that point the expression on
his face changed, his demeanor changed. He called nine one one and they
were asking him to check my pulse and different things, and he was asking
me to roll down my window and unlock the car door so that he could
check me. And I was still so paranoid and so distrusting and knew that
darkness was getting me and I wouldn't roll down the window. And I told
him, buddy, I ain't unlocking the car door or unrolling down the window
until I see sirens, so just back off. And so he's telling the
nine to one one call. She won't let me. She won't let me
even she won't even roll down the window. So they finally convinced me to
roll down the window a couple of inches and stick my arm out the window
so that he could take my pulse my wrists, and the ambulance showed up,
and they're all trying to get me to unlock my car door and get
out of the car, and something inside of me is telling me no.
I keep having these flashbacks to what the Bigfoot had told me, don't stop,
don't sleep, just keep going all the way. So my body is
telling me, no, you have to keep going, but my mind is
saying, you can't. You're going to get yourself killed in this condition.
You physically can't go on like this. So then the police tells me you
have no choice here, hun, I can't let you take off driving in
this condition. You have to come out of the car and get in the
ambulance and let us check you out. And so I start telling him there's
no way I'm leaving my dog on the side of the highway here in the
dark like this, that's just not going to happen. And so he called
my parents and asked my parents told them what had happened, and that an
ambulance was going to be taking me to a hospital, and that they needed
to come and pick up my dog. And the police officer promised me that
he would stand there with my car until my parents got there to pick him
up. And so I got in the ambulance and I was facing my car
so my dog could see me on the stretcher in the ambulance. The doors
were still open, and I could see my dog, and I could see
this worried look on his face, and I knew that he was hoping more
than anything that I would get out of that ambulance and come back to the
car, that I wasn't going to drive away and leave him there. And
as they started to close the doors, I saw the look on his face,
just that crushed look when he realized she is driving off and leaving me
here. And I came undone. That look on his face did more to
me than any of that darkness ever did. I was shaking uncontrollably. I
was shaking so bad that my teeth were chattering, and the ambulance workers said
that I was going to break my teeth because I couldn't calm myself down,
and they were going to have to tranquilize me for my own safety. So
they did, and within a couple of minutes, I felt like I was
just floating on this cloud and I didn't forget any of it. I knew
what was happening. I was still completely aware of what I had just done,
and I had just left my dog on the side of the highway in
the dark because I had no choice. I just didn't care so much anymore.
It was like comfortably numb. And so we get to the hospital and
I thought only a few minutes had passed, but apparently hours had passed.
And my parents are walking into the hospital and the first thing out of my
mouth is where's my dog? Where's Arrows? And my mom's saying, calm
down, Arrows is fine. He's out in the car waiting for you.
Let's get you checked out of here and get you home. So they got
me checked out of the hospital and put me in the car. My mom
was going to drive my car with me and Arrows in it. And my
dad was going to drive their car back and follow us, and my dog
was with me in the back seat and my mom was driving. I was
in the passenger seat. And as we took off driving, my dog laid
its head on my mom's shoulder and just laid out, just gave out this
sigh. And it's like I could feel him saying, or thinking or feeling,
thank God you're here, because we weren't going to make it. And
my parents drove us back home, and I did get to see my home
again, and my life did go on. Obviously I'm still here. Other
things had happened after that. It wasn't like that was the end and we
were safe. Now. I knew that we weren't safe, but I did
feel like, at least we're on home turf now, at least I've got
the home court advantage. I've got resources, I've got my family. You
know, I know this area, I know these woods around here. Should
I ever find myself in a similar situation, a lot better than you know,
being thousands of miles away on my own up in Alaska. So you
know, some other things have happened since then, quite a few things.
Actually, do you have an interest in the paranormal, then you'll love the
unexnetwork dot com. The AX is your streaming audio and video for everything supernatural,
strange and mysterious like UFOs, Bigfoot, Ghost and so much more from
host like Clyde Lewis, Whitley Streeber, Mikah Hanks, and Christina Gomez.
Visit the unexnetwork dot com show page for a complete list of all the paranormal
programs you'll find on the AX. Be sure to follow us on Twitter for
updates at ku NXDB, follow our Facebook group ONEX network, Fine the podcast
on her Spotify, iHeart Audible and Apple podcast. It's Time, It's ew,
It's the x x X. Then fast forward to twenty and nineteen when
the COVID lockdowns started. It was a huge shift, Like, you know,
you're so caught up in your daily routines and you got to get to
work and take care of the kid and get her to school, and you
don't really have as much time to sit and reflect on things and focus on
things. It's like I had kind of put all of that out of my
head and I'm not doing that anymore. I don't want to be associated with
any of that I just want to live a normal life and watch my kid
grow up and just be done. So. Then twenty nineteen and the COVID
lockdowns happened, and once there was no more school, there was no more
work. We were just stuck in this house all the time, I had
a spiritual awakening. And during that spiritual awakening, it was it was overwhelming.
It was like I was having like a dozen different TV sets being thrown
at me. But these weren't just images on a TV. This was everything.
This was the whole experience. This was the emotion, the understanding,
the seeing it from a higher perspective, each one of those events, and
it was all these events of high strangeness that I'd experienced all my life,
but I was seeing them with like a different level of consciousness. Now I
was seeing it from outside of like looking down at it, Like I could
see why it happened, and I could see the whole experience, not just
the little flashbacks that had been going off in my head, my whole life,
and I had a completely different understanding as to what all this was and
why all this was happening to me, and that, obviously I came to
realize. I said that I had thought that I was being punished when I
was told that I had to walk this dark path alone. I thought that
I was being punished, and that the light had cut me free and turned
me over to darkness. And I came to realize after that awakening that I
wasn't being punished, that it was a great honor that they felt that I
was strong enough to make it through that, and I did. They were
right, of course, it took a lot of help from players on both
sides, the dark and the light. I never would have made it on
my own. I should have been dead a million times over by now,
but something always stepped in and sacrifice of themselves or gave me a clue or
a hint, or helped me to make it through, to keep going.
And then suddenly what that bigfoot had told me that it's going to help me
because we're all suffering in here in the hopes that I could help us all.
And suddenly I knew what that meant and what I was supposed to do
to help us all. And what I was supposed to do was share my
experiences and tell the world everything that I've been through and what I learned from
it, and what it all meant, and that I would help awaken humanity,
help usher in the Great Awakening, which would give humanity a greater understanding
of what this reality is, and that we would be granted access to some
of these higher frequency or higher realm aspects of existence, that we were being
granted that opportunity, that this was all a huge texts, and that I
had been put through all of these things and guided through them to make it
through them so that I could share them with everyone, to help everyone understand
what this all was essentially a simulation, And so I wrote my pdf.
I had so free public pdf. I posted it free immediately after writing it.
It was almost like a stream of consciousness. All of this was just
coming out of my head so fast. I was just typing. I never
went back and edited it. I didn't fix any spelling errors. I didn't
even read it back. As soon as I typed the last word, I
took it down to the CA store and I had some hard copies printed out,
and then I immediately posted it as a free public PDF. And there's
a lot of experiences in there that I didn't get into here, because,
as I said, I am a lifelong high level experiencer, and so many
things have happened to me. I couldn't possibly sit here and run down every
single thing, and it would take forever. But for those that are interested
in hearing some of my other experiences and some of this and a lot more
detail, you can find that pdf at pdfposts dot io, and if you
go to that website, you can click on the search bar and type in
the gray area that's gray gr ey and it's the third or fourth document down.
My name's on there, and look for the Yin and yang sign on
the cover. So that is my story, or at least the highlights of
my story, and I hope everyone gained something from it. I came to
realize that after seeing it from this different perspective, as traumatizing and horrifying as
most of it was, knowing now what it was and why it was,
and how much of an honor it was, I would absolutely do it again.
And if the things that I went through helped fill in even one blank
for one person, then it was worth it. So I would encourage everyone
to go to pdfposts dot io and type in the gray area in the search
bar and read the pdf, and hopefully it would help enlighten you as to
what some of this is and why some of this is so thank you for
having me and for listening to me ramble for a couple of hours. Now.
Wow, Yeah, it has been very, very bizarre my entire life.
Like I said, said from the time I was two or three years
old, the stuff started, and it has been life long and it's just
been one wild ride, that's for sure. And I'm just extremely thankful to
have made it through it, to be here, to be able to discuss
it and to help others that are going through these similar things, that are
questioning their sanity or not understanding why this is happening to them and what all
of this is. So, like I said, if I can fill in
even one blank for someone, then it was all worth it. Oh,
made the link available in the description of this episode and on the website definitely
were for read, especially all those looking for answers. Thank you. Yeah,
it's like I said, the spelling mistakes are in there, and I
didn't edit it or even reread it. After going back and rereading it since
posting it, there were areas I wished I had to find a little better.
There were areas that I realized might be a little bit confusing and that
I should have maybe word it's something a different way. But at the time
I felt like I wanted it exactly the way that it came out of my
head, because sometimes you can gain some interesting information from those Freudian slips,
if you want to call it that, or even from the grammar mistake.
So I didn't I felt very strongly that I didn't want to change a single
word, a single spelling mistake. I was like in under the influence of
this energy like this almost like a conscious streaming, like this was just pouring
out of me. And I wrote it in just a few marathon typing sessions,
one of which was literally an overnight marathon. I was just typing faster
than I could keep up. My mind was just like flying a million miles,
and I just kept thinking, I got to get it all out.
I got to get it all out and out of my hands before anybody could
stop it from going public. And once it's out, it's like I can
let out this big sigh of relief. I did my job. I put
my truth out there and hopefully it helps some people, and you know,
so that's the best that I can do. So I was able to get
it posted publicly as a free public document and it's gotten close to four thousand
hits so far, so obviously some people have found it, and I've gotten
a lot of really good feedback on it from people. So I feel like
I have done my job to the best that I can, and I continue
to try and do that job of helping others to understand this. And that's
the big reason that I'm here speaking with you today. How did you have
the strength and the energy to go through all that? Honestly, I don't
know that I did. I think I had the anger. I think I
was pissed off that this was happening to me, that something was putting me
through all of this, and I turned that anger into energy to fight it
with. And that's what it was. It was me taking all that anger
and turning it into the energy I needed to keep going and fight through this.
What else could I do. I couldn't stop the stuff from happening.
I was going to have to endure it one way, or so I might
as well get mad and put on my you know, my warrior suit and
lean into it, because I had no choice. Really, when you travel
it's the traveling which is important, not the destination. What do you feel
was up that mountain in Alaska? Yeah, I actually wrote something to that
effect in the last chapter. I won't give you a spoil alert, but
something to that effect in the last chapter of my PDF that I realized it's
not about the destination, it's about the journey and how you conduct yourself on
that journey. One of the experiences that I didn't get into here, which
I guess I probably should have, because it leaves everybody on a cliffhanger as
to why I felt I needed to go to Alaska and what it was that
was there for me. During my awakening, I was shown a memory that
I had no knowledge of. I had had no flashbacks of this, I
had no knowledge whatsoever of this. But I was shown a man of a
hybrid child of mine, and it was the fetus that was taken from me
that Christmas Eve, my first year of college. And this hybrid was human
and the alien hybrid. And this little girl was almost ten years old.
And I saw her hair and I recognized her hair on a cellular level,
and at first my mind said, oh, her hair looks like mine.
And then I stopped and I was like, no, not like mine.
It is mine. And it hit me at that moment that this was my
hybrid child. And I was in an underground facility and there was a blue
being sitting beside me, and another blue being was walking across this field with
carrying this hybrid child. I didn't know it was a hybrid child at the
time. I just saw this blue being walking across the field was carrying something.
And then as they got up to a few feet away from us,
that's when I was looking at this child and recognized the hair, recognized that
this was my child, and all of a sudden, it's like like they
had put the memory in my head of that flashback to that night Christmas Eve
when I lost that pregnancy. And then the being beside me smiled like this
smile, this knowing smile of yeah, that's what happened, and I knew
and I could feel, and basically she told me telepathically that we were very
important to their research, that they needed to see what would happen when that
connection was withheld from both of us. And apparently what happened was that this
hybrid child developed her siabilities and drew me to Alaska like a beacon. So
what I felt that I needed to go out there and get what I felt
was physically there for me was my hybrid child who was desperate to make that
connection with me, and who was using some sort of siability to draw me
out there. And I didn't know what was drawing me out there, but
I knew it was so strong and so important that I would give up my
life to get out there. And no matter how hard they knocked me down,
I was going to get up and keep going. I was going to
get there or I was going to die trying. And I think by the
third time that I was on my way out there, they realized she's never
going to stop coming for her. Even though she doesn't actually consciously know what
it is she's coming for, it's strong enough that she won't stop. And
so at that point they had to show me her, and I guess they'd
gotten the answer to their experiment that that's what would happen when that connection was
withheld. We all seek to know who we are and where we come from,
and I can only imagine from her point of view that you know she
would would be desperate to know her mother or who she came from. And
apparently there is an unseen connection, a link accord that they don't see the
others, the non human intence. They don't quite understand. They're trying to
figure it out, how to manipulate that connection, what's all involved in that
connection? And I guess she and I were a big part of their experiments
and trying to understand that. So I did, and was shown in my
awakening that what all that Alaska stuff was about was me on the inside being
drawn to seek out my child, and hybrid or not, she's still my
child and I love her, and that was one of the big reasons that
I wrote the book as well. I felt like, if I write this
and I put it out there, it will forever be in the record,
and somehow, some way she'll be able to gain access to it and know
that I never, I never did not want her. I was too young.
I didn't understand. It wasn't that I didn't want her. I didn't
want to be nineteen years old with a baby in a college jop out and
that I didn't know what had happened, and I didn't know that she was
taken and obviously mixed with another species and I wanted her to know that I
loved her, that I did try to get to her, and that I
would never stop trying to get to her. So that was another reason that
I wrote and published the book in the hope that it would somehow find its
way to her. One day about it. Every day. There's not a
day that goes by that I don't think about her, and I wonder what
her existence has been. That I carry that guilt that maybe if I hadn't
asked God to take it back and give me that second chance, maybe she'd
have been born and none of this would have happened. She would have known
where she came from. She wouldn't have felt like she was given up or
taken or I don't know what she feels from her perspective, And I think
about it every day. What does she know? What does she think?
Will I ever meet her? Will will we be able to make contact?
Because when they showed her to me, there was a glass wall that ran
from like it was like a hockey rink, like from my waist all the
way up to the ceiling, and I could sense, I could feel that
this wall didn't allow any resonance to go through it. This child would not
have known or felt my presence there, just as I couldn't feel hers.
I didn't know it was her until she was close enough that I could look
at her hair and somehow recognized it on a cellular level that it's not just
like my hair, it is my hair. It comes from me. And
that was my thought, was this being was created for me. And it
was at that moment that I believe they put that flashback in my mind of
losing that pregnancy ten years earlier, and me realizing and putting those pieces together
like, wow, that's what happened to this fetus that night that I lost
her. And here I am ten years later in Alaska seeking her out from
some unknown connection that I didn't even know. Oh, that that's what was
calling me to Alaska. But it, in fact was this child who had,
I guess, developed her her sighabilities to make contact and draw me to
her in any way that she could. And so apparently we were very important
to their research in that regard the countless people I spoke to over the years
which go for a very similar ordeal, there is always a connection and it's
always both ways, because she's fond of you. Yeah, yeah, it's
tough. When I was given that flashback back, it sent me to a
really bad place. I spent days in my bathroom just crying, shaking and
vomiting. That's all I could do was cry and shape and vomit and just
think, how could you do this? I never would have I never would
have wanted that for her, and I didn't know what had happened to her.
I thought God had answered my prayer and that God had taken her back
to the light or given her to someone who was ready for her and to
give her a good life. I never in a million years would have thought
that that's what would have become of that fetus. And so there's a lot
of guilt with that, and I have to live with that that this is
what happened. And yeah, to a degree, I couldn't control it.
It was beyond my control. But there is still that level of it was
my doing that created her in the first place, that asked for her to
not exist so that I could have a second chance, which is an awful
selfish thing on my part. But at nineteen years old, and you know,
you don't know any better, and I certainly didn't know any of that,
and so I'll always wonder what her life was like, did she have
a good life, who raised her, was she loved? You know?
And I hope to get those answers. I do hope at some point,
whether it's in this life experience or after it, I hope to get those
answers and to make contact with her. I'm holding out for that. Of
course. You can tell yourself, I'm as much as possible. But at
the end of the day, you know, we all have path and this
was your path, and this was her path, whether it's divine or not.
Yeah, And I do tell myself that that somehow they knew that I
was strong enough to endure all of this. So surely the soul that they
put into that unborn child would have had to have been a strong soul because
they would have known what she was going to be facing, what she would
endure. So that's the one thing that gives me some peace and some solace,
was that, you know, all this time I was traumatized and scared,
and then once I saw it from outside of it and realized what it
all was, I realized that they were right, that I was strong enough
and able to get through this, and I did and so I have to
just have that face that she too was selected knowing what she would endure,
and that they knew that she was strong enough to endure it. So that's
the one saving grace that I have, is that surely they're looking out for
her as well, just as they did for me throughout this whole life experience.
I hope you know, like I said, she's made up with the
same hard stuff you are. So I do speak to a lot of people
and a lot of people's experiences on here. Not all of them will share
the fact that they've had this pregnancy and they've lost it is saying. A
lot of them will just share their experiences, leave that out and then tell
me off record, but it is mind blowing. Nothing is off record.
I want everyone to know all of this, the stuff that's uncomfortable and embarrassing
and that you wouldn't necessarily share. I mean, when you read that PDF,
there's things in there that I wish everybody didn't know about me. But
it's important that they do know because it's all part of it, and I
want people to see the whole thing. I'm not keeping anything out. I
put it all out there, and you know, if that's my mission,
is to turn myself inside out for the whole world to see all of these
bad decisions and things that I went through. And then that's my past,
and I'm gonna follow faithfully and do what I feel and was told that I
need to do, and I'm doing it. I'm talking, you know,
on our weekly show. I'm putting the PDF out there and encouraging people to
check it out and share it with others. I'm working with a Mouffon investigator.
I told you I did do the two hour interview with Linda Moulton Howe,
although that actually was more about the my Lab experiences. I didn't even
get into this with you. But in addition to being a lifelong high level
experiencer, I am also a lifelong my lab of ducty. The US government's
been very interested in my experiences and abilities as well, and that's a whole
nother ball of act. Yeah. At the top of my lab, Yeah,
it's I could kill some of those people. And I actually am hoping
to testify before Congress under oath with David Grush and things starting to break open
and Congress wanting to hear from people that were involved in these programs. We're
told that eventually they will want to hear from experiencers as well. I am
also a research subject of Melinda Leslie, and she's joined our show several times,
and she's friends with Daniel Sheehan, who is a top constitutional trial lawyer
famous for bringing little blower cases against the United States government. And Melinda Leslie
is good friends with Shehan, and I am trying to use my connection with
Melinda to get to get me in the door with Daniel Shehan, and I'm
hoping to generate a class action lawsuit against our government for these my lab activities,
because I think a lot of people would not be okay with realizing that
their very young children are being abducted by the United States government and they're being
tested for siabilities, and if they have those siabilities, they're going to be
inducted into these black op programs and forced to do and endure horrifying things.
And I've talked extensively on our weekly Twitter show about it. Of all the
bad experiences that I've been through in my life and all the traumatizing things with
the non human intelligence, it doesn't even come close to the betrayal that I
feel from these my lab activities, just being that feeling of being betrayed by
your own people. Not only am I traumatized and scared and don't know what
any of this is, but then you're reabducting me, forcefully interrogating me,
forcing me to do things I don't want to do, so that you can
get answers for yourself, and you're not sharing those answers with the world or
humanity to help us all as a species. You're selfishly porting this information for
yourself to see what you can get out of it, and you're destroying people's
lives in the process. And so it is also my mission to expose this,
and I have enough information to do just that. So that's a whole
other ball wax. And I've endured threats and surveillance. I've been under surveillance
my entire life, and I'm sure this was listened in on as well.
All of my electronics are I've had interference, like calls dropped, being kicked
out of our show, had things that I mailed in the US mail that
never made it to their destination. So yeah, that's a whole nother ball
of wax that I didn't even get into with you. But in addition to
being a lifelong experiencer, I'm also a lifelong my lab abductee, and the
two seem to go hand in hand. If you're a high level experiencer,
they're interested. They want to know why and what it is about you,
and what your abilities are and what you can do for them. Ultimately,
you know, you know a lot of people they say, oh, the
government wouldn't do that. They wouldn't do that kind of thing to their own
people. I'm not just talking about the United States. I'm talking about various
different governments, but governments which experiment on their own soldiers. You have governments
which spy on their own people. There's nothing that they won't do for their
own interest. I think that's one of the things that people are finally starting
to wake up to. I think we're all realizing that the veil's been pulled
over our eyes in so many different ways by so many different entities that we're
starting to wake up now and look around and say, hey, these people
haven't been operating in my best interest in looking out for me. They've been
taking my tax dollars and actually using them to manipulate and control me to benefit
themselves, and I think as more of this starts to come out, all
hell's going to break loose, because when people realize the things that our government
has really been involved in and what they've been doing and doing to their own
citizens, Like you say, I don't think there's many that are going to
be okay with it. I mean, every horrifying thing you can imagine,
and so much that you can't even imagine, is going on in these underground
bases, and they are abducting young children and testing them and traumatizing them to
get them to disassociate so that they can pull out these viabilities in them and
the ones that make it to the top of the class. And unfortunately I
was one of those, because as a child, you just want to please
the adults. You don't realize what you're getting yourself into. But if you
do find yourself at the top of the class and with these abilities, they
forcefully induct you into these programs and before you know it, as a teenager,
they're throwing you into a real world, horrifying situations, trying to get
you to make contact with dark entities and trying to have you be an astral
scout and lead their military groups to different artifacts that they're looking for, and
they're threatening you. They're threatening to kill you, they're killing people in front
of you to disassociate you so that you will do these things for them.
And then there's the whole sexual misconduct element of it as well. You're dealing
underground with extremely secretive programs that have zero oversight, and these are all young,
sexually active males that are in these programs, and so there is a
lot of sexual misconduct that have to these children and young adults, particularly females,
but I'm sure males as well. And so that's just a whole other
element that is just sick, and it's got to be stopped. These programs
have got to be exposed to people that were running them and that were calling
the shops that were at the top of the food chain there. They need
to be held accountable. They made choices and now they need to stand beside
them just like everybody else. So I actually feel honored to get to be
one of the ones that gets to deliver that build to them, and I
intend to do exactly that. I've got enough names, dates, locations,
equipment names, I've got enough to make a dent in things and they know
it. And they did a subconscious interrogation on me after my awakening. They
wanted to know how much I had gotten back and what I planned on doing
with it, and I didn't let them in. I tucked some of the
deepest stuff away. They used an energy weapon. They were in a craft
over my house and they used a directed energy web. And I wake up
in my bed and there's a notebook and a pen laying next to my head
and I didn't put it there, so clearly they had come into my home
and put that there. And they instructed me that I was not to write
down the questions, only to write down the answers. Why they had me
write them down, I don't know. But I have that notebook and I
have all those things that I wrote down, and there were a few times
that I did actually write down the questions or write down things that I wasn't
supposed to, and those pages were forwarded to Linda Molton. How she has
those, and they were forwarded to others as well, so they know better
than to even try and come and steal them or make them disappear. At
this point, I put them in enough places that it doesn't matter, so
this is all going to come out and I will be going public with all
of it, and if the class action suit doesn't take then I intend to
file criminal charges against the ones that have done the worst things to me.
So yeah, that would be there's a whole nother show there, because,
like I said, I didn't even get into that aspect of things with you.
I just kind of wanted to keep it with the high strangeness, and
it wasn't even all the high strangeness, just sort of the highlights and the
general consensus of the way my life has gone and the path that I was
led down and realizing why that was and what it all was. But yeah,
all along on the side of that, I had the US government abducting
me as well, wanting to know what do they want you to do?
What are they saying to you? Well, why do you have this connection
with them? And you know, we need you to do this for us,
and we need you to make contact with this And it was just awful.
It was so awful, like so much worse than any of the non
human intelligence encounters and interactions. So but I truly believe they're going to get
what's coming to them, because they should have known that they were not going
to be able to keep this secret forever, and that eventually there would be
whistleblowers and people would come out, and now happening. So I'm very excited
and honored that I made it this far, that I'm here to put my
truth out there, to hold certain people accountable for the things that they did,
and to watch the awakening of the human species, and to see all
of this come out into the light of day. It's just amazing that I
even made it this far. Indeed, I said, it's quite a journey
because there was obviously two factions at work here. You know, you've got
a relatively good side of things, and then you've got this very dark force.
It just seems to want to keep putting you back. Yeah, the
yin and the yang, the dark in the light. And I came to
realize that they're both necessary and serve their purpose, and without one the other
wouldn't exist. Like they say that saying, if it weren't for the darkness,
you wouldn't see the stars. It's like a push pool, a magnetic
balance that keeps this whole thing working. And so as tough as those dark
experiences can be, they are necessary, and I'm just privilege that I made
it through both sides, the light and the dark, and that I'm still
here to tell about it. And post COVID, are you still have an
experiences? Is there still things going on? And not too much? I
feel like I was given most probably not all. I know not all,
but I was given most of these experiences I've had all my life back and
an understanding of what they were. After the Awakening, I was reabducted by
all the different groups that I've had interactions with, just like the humans.
They all wanted to know how much I was given back and what I planned
on doing with it, and there was some threats and intimidations made that you
know, I shouldn't be going public with this and I shouldn't be naming names,
and that you know, I just don't understand that there's bigger things in
play here, and you know I at this point, I have no fear
of any of them, and I told them all, thank you for your
opinion, and I will certainly take it into account, but ultimately I'm going
to do what I feel is best and I've been given the authority to do
that, so unfortun you have no choice but to just sit back and let
that happen. And that's what I'm doing. Good stuff, good job,
Bridgete. Well thank you. I started thinking like, man, I've been
talking for like two hours, non stuff. I hope we're still there.
That we didn't like cut out or something. I'm talking with dead air.
No, I would have got in contact of you again. Don't worry now,
bridget A message to our listeners now that there are plenty people out there
that have gone through similar programs, you understand and probably of what they're going
through and what they're feeling. What advice would you give them? I would
say, stand in your truth. I was told that I need to have
the courage to speak my truth and the conviction to stand beside it. As
more and more of us come forward and share these uncomfortable truths, it makes
it that much easier for others to do so. And as more and more
do so, we start to realize that this is happening to a lot more
people than our willing or who have been willing to come forward and share that.
And knowing that and starting to realize that destigmatizes it, and soon there's
not going to be any stigma associated with this. Many people don't come forward
because they feared or ruin their professional reputation, that their friends and families are
going to think that they're crazy, that they're going to be put into a
mental institution. I mean, most of my life, that was why I
didn't speak out loud about any of this. The few times that I put
a few feelers out there, I could see people looking at me like I
was stark, raving mad, and I thought, Okay, I cannot talk
about this because I'm going to end up in a mental institution, and then
I'm certainly not going to complete my mission or have any kind of a normal
life. So that's not an option. I'm going to have to keep it
all inside. But now the world is changing, the landscape is changing.
We have made more progress in the last five years in these matters than I
think in all of human existence prior. So the world is changing. People
do believe you, And there is now a change where people are looking to
experiencers to want to know what we experienced, and why do we think we
experienced these things, and what was the reasoning for it all? And who
are these beings and what does it all mean? People want those answers now,
and we have sort of backed our government into a corner where they really
have no choice but to come forward with disclosure. And sure they're trying to
control it and manipulate it and give us as little as possible so that they
don't have their dirty laundry get hung out in the process. But with that
disclosure going public, and it shouldn't be this way. But hearing your government
or authoritative figure tell you, yeah, okay, these things are real and
they have been happening, and yeah, we have been looking into them for
a long time. We didn't tell you because we didn't know what it was.
Well, that destigmatizes it in a mass way. And now all these
different organizations are popping up, and people are creating private databases to log all
these types of activities so that they can try and find the common threads to
put some of these pieces together. And I believe that all hold some of
these pieces, some of us knowingly, some of us unknowingly. But I
believe from the bottom of my heart that we have to all have the courage
to come forward with our truths and put our piece of the puzzle out there
so that we and others can start manipulating those pieces of the puzzle to try
to get a sense of that big picture and what it is and why all
this is happening. So I would say to others, have the courage to
come forward and speak your truth, do your part. Put your piece of
the puzzle on the table so that even if you don't want to work with
that puzzle, others have that piece to work with it. Wonderful final words,
bridget I really appreciate you coming on sharing that for our listeners. Thank
you for having me. It's been wonderful speaking to you. Take care and
we will speak soon. All right, take care, Okay, you enjoy
your day. Bye now, Bridgete. Thanks bybye. That's all for this
episode. I'm afraid. Keep updated and connected with the show on x,
Facebook and Instagram. And if you have an encounter that you'd like to share
on the podcast cast, you can email me at UFO Chronicles at gmail dot
com, or you can reach out to me via the contact page on my
website UFO Chronicles podcast dot com. A big fanget a bridget for sharing tonight,
and thank you all for listening. I will be back next week.
Till then, stay safe and keep watching the skies. Goodbye An