|Occurred : 8/30/1988 06:00 (Entered as : 08/30/1988 06:00)
Reported: 10/26/2011 1:26:47 AM 01:26
Location: Las Vegas, NV
|Close encounter at home
This report is intended to detail an extremely unusual occurrence that I have kept to myself for more than 23 years, partly because of its incredibly odd and unique nature, and partly because I haven't known what to do with the information.
After hearing Peter Davenport on Coast to Coast AM this evening (Tu., 10/25/2011) urging witnesses to document their experiences, I decided to pull into the nearest late-night restaurant with a WiFi hookup and finally write this down.
This is not a report of a sighting (I will submit another report for one of several I've had over a 40-year period), but rather of what I firmly believe to have been an alien presence in my home.
It was breaking dawn on a Sunday morning at the end of August, 1988, about 6:00 a.m. when I found myself waking from a very sound sleep to hear my wife, who was sleeping next to me, speaking in a very high-speed whisper. And then I heard the response from another individual, also whispering faster than anything I'd ever heard like it in my life.
I suspect it was the sound of these two that woke me, but the experience of HOW I woke up was unique as well. First, I was more clear-headed than usual compared to how I typically awaken. Second, it was as if by instinct that I came awake without either opening my eyes or moving any other part of my body--as if subconsciously I had been preparing for just such an opportunity to observe as the one I found myself in at that point. But I have no recollection of actually planning any such thing, only that when the moment presented itself, I "played dead" and listened.
The speed of the back-and-forth whispering was such that I could not make out a single word being said. It was as if two individuals were trying to mimic the sounds made by an old fashioned radio dial being turned back and forth as it nears a station signal; kind of a "swishing" and "swirling" of sounds, only being peppered in whispers at machine-gun velocity.
I listened intently as this went on for about one and a half to two minutes. I noticed that there was no emotion, no sense of urgency, as might be expected when someone speaks much faster than usual. Instead it was more like "machine efficiency"--a personal characteristic that I would never ascribe to my wife. It struck me that information (it impressed me as being more like "raw data") was being exchanged very quickly, like between two computers, as opposed to a conversation taking place.
Then it suddenly stopped. I have no way to back this up, but it felt like I had been "caught" eavesdropping (when I was "supposed to be" asleep), which brought this bizarre exchange to an abrupt halt.
I don't know why, but instinct seemed to kick in immediately, telling me to pretend like I had just started to wake up. So I did.
The second I began moving, my eyes still closed, I heard the sound of little feet running from my wife's side of the bed, out the door of our bedroom, then fading down the hall. It was unnaturally fast, lasting less than two seconds from start to finish.
At that point I gently shook my wife's shoulder. It took a moment for her to emerge from a very deep sleep.
She remembered nothing of the encounter.
I did not dream this. I was wide awake and alert, and did not go back to sleep once it ended.
The situation never repeated. And I'd never heard of anyone having a similar experience until one night recently on C2C-AM, when George Noory took an open-line call from a man whose experience closely aligned with mine. But the caller had barely gotten out the gist of his story when Noory had to cut to a commercial, and he made no comment on it afterward.