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Speaker 1: 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 Bridget 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
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much appreciated. Now on with the show. Hello Bridget, Welcome
to the podcast.
Speaker 4: Hi, thanks for having me invited to be here.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: 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.
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Speaker 4: 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 staateest 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.
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Speaker 4: 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.
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Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: It was.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 6: The hospital and the first thing out of my mouth
is where's my dog?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 3: Now.
Speaker 4: 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.
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Speaker 2: It's Time, It's ew, It's the.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 6: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Now.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: How did you have the strength and the energy to
go through all that?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Travel, it's the traveling which is important, not the destination.
What do you feel was up that mountain in Alaska?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Yeah at the top of my lab.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: And post COVID, are you still have an experiences? Is
there still things going on?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Good stuff, good job, Bridgete.
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: 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?
Speaker 4: 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.
Speaker 1: Wonderful final words, bridget I really appreciate you coming on
sharing that for our listeners.
Speaker 4: Thank you for having me.
Speaker 1: It's been wonderful speaking to you. Take care and we
will speak soon.
Speaker 2: All right, take care, Okay, you enjoy your day.
Speaker 1: Bye now, Bridgete.
Speaker 4: Thanks bybye.
Speaker 1: That's all for this episode. I'm afraid keep updated and
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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