If the above heading seems familiar to you, go to the head of the class,
because you are a regular reader of this magazine. (Thank you!) In our last
issue, we reported that a Surrey resident, whom we shall refer to here as
R.W., called our hotline in January 98, to report a very strange and
unsettling incident that had taken place at his home. That incident was just
the latest in a life that seemed to be peppered with odd events. Those of
you who haven’t a clue what I’m referring to will have to pick up a back
issue. Anyway, the phone rang again about Apr.16, and it was R.W. again. Now
here were two possibilities: 1) R.W. didn’t like my last report, or 2) there
was a new incident to write up. Thankfully, the latter was correct.
Here is what R.W. had to tell
us this time, and I personally believe him to be a sincere fellow, that has
better things to do with his time than sit around and think of ways to amuse
us here at UFO*BC. We can usually find our own methods of amusement. Here’s
what happened: It was after 1 a.m. on Monday, April 16/98 and R.W. was in
bed in the basement area of his house, there were two young boys sharing the
room with him, his son, age 10, and I believe, a nephew that was sleeping
over. Apparently his son is a very light sleeper, and is easily woken. That
wasn’t the case this night.
R.W., who was lying quietly,
not yet sleeping, suddenly became aware of a combination whirring/whistling
sound, the room became hazy, and filled with a bluish green coloured light.
The usually easily awoken son, and the nephew, slept on. To R.W.’s utter
amazement, an object appeared directly over him, that was 4 feet across,
approximately 6 feet long, and about 3 feet above him. According to R.W.,
this object was shaped like the bottom of a boat. At this point, he felt
that his arms were being extended upward, and he involuntarily grabbed onto
the bottom of the object. He described the feel of this thing as warm and
slippery, it had the feel of ‘tin foil’. The colour was grey and black, he
also saw something he describes as a ‘window’, about 6 inches wide, and
covering the length of the object. R.W. tells us that he was in this
position, with his arms extended holding onto this object for two hours,
with the incident ending at about 4:15 a.m. He also sensed a voice telling
him ‘not to be afraid’. His memory is sketchy past this point, but we can
assume that the object retreated to where ever it originated from, R.W.
finally got normal use of his limbs, and went to sleep. He reports that his
left hand was burned and that he felt quite ill the following day, with
burning and watering eyes.
A few days later, while in a
bank lineup, he saw a blue/green ball of light, and felt that there were
hands on his shoulders. He seems to think that a lady in the bank must have
seen this also, as she was looking in his direction at this time, but if she
did, she didn’t respond in any way.
Now, we really don’t know what
to make of all this, and R.W. is just as puzzled, and I feel reasonably
certain that we haven’t heard the last from our friend in Surrey. There are
of course many questions, and very few answers. But we will continue to take
the calls, gather the information, and pass it on. The late entertainer,
John Denver, in a lyric from one of his many hits, sang "Life is just a
funny, funny riddle". Who could disagree? Until the phone rings again.....
