UFOs in Reality (21 page)

An Unforgettable Night Out in Shropshire.

Valerie, Rosemary and their friend Vivienne had developed a routine of visiting a night club in Shrewsbury every Wednesday night for light relief from their daily work chores. On that particular night of July 15th/16th , 1981, they had not found the entertainment to be very much to their liking and had decided to leave a bit earlier than usual. They had not been drinking alcohol. Prior to their leaving, they had been approached by two young men wearing white clothes and shoes, who had seemed to want to become better acquainted, but these ‘cricketers’ had received no encouragement. (The women had thought the men were dressed very inappropriately and later wondered if they had been linked in some way with the subsequent CE4 event.)

It was a fine night and the moon was almost full. As they drove back towards their hometown of Telford in the early hours, with Vivienne driving, Rosemary in the front passenger seat and Valerie in the rear seat, Valerie said she could hear a high-pitched whistling noise. Looking out of the side window, she saw a group of bright lights in the sky which seemed to moving in their direction. She brought these lights to the attention of the others then, suddenly, the lights disappeared. On rounding the next bend in the road they found their way blocked by a craft of some kind and the car came to a halt. The next thing they remembered consciously was that the craft had gone and Vivienne had then driven them to the first Police Station they’d encountered. As they looked at the clock, on walking into the Police Station, they realised that they were now running half an hour or so later than usual, since they knew the time it usually took for them travel from Shrewsbury to that location. They told their story to the policeman on duty and then headed for home.

After the event they were all troubled, especially during sleep. Eventually, Harry Harris came to know of their encounter and time loss and offered his services. The women had agreed to regression therapy and were regressed individually by a medically-qualified hypnotist. As usual, Harry Harris had paid the substantial fees for these sessions. His rewards would be in helping the CE4 victims to resolve their difficulties and in the creation of a collection of unique video recordings of the proceedings.

Having acquainted me with the two young women, Harry then invited me to be an observer during their next regression session. Of course, I was only too keen to accept that opportunity.

Hypnotic Regression Sessions.

No.1

The background story I was given told me that, during the early regression sessions, Valerie had been able to give a lucid and coherent account of events that followed the car-stop event, whereas Rosemary had become very stressed as she re-lived the early stages of the happening. The hypnotherapist had wisely told her to sleep and had ceased to question her. As related earlier, at the time when I became involved, Harry had contacted the two women and suggested that, perhaps, it might help Rosemary if the two would consent to be regressed together. It was being suggested that, perhaps, Rosemary could be persuaded to live through her remembered trauma if she were to be able to sit next to Valerie in a dual hypnosis session. Harry contacted a GP doctor hypnotist and the doctor was happy to attempt this unusual arrangement. I was invited to be present as an observer.

The session took place in the Harris’ lounge one Sunday afternoon. The doctor asked to be left alone with the two subjects as this would facilitate the achievement of rapid trance-states. We observers, including Harry, retired to the adjacent dining room and waited for our call. When called, we moved quietly to our seats facing the settee on which Valerie and Rosemary sat with eyes closed and looking very relaxed. Harry took up his position beside the tripod-mounted camcorder and the doctor sat to our left, close to the settee, with a stethoscope hanging from his neck.

Before the session, Harry told me that he had told the doctor that the two women had suffered a traumatic experience some years ago, when they were in their friend’s car, and that they could not recall all that happened, and that Rosemary had panicked during an earlier attempt to regress her. The doctor had not been told anything about the nature of the trauma, so that the manner of his questioning would be similar to that he would use when providing therapy for, say, a terrible car crash.

The session opened with exploratory questions from the doctor about the circumstances of their trip in the car that night in July, 1981. Gradually, the story of a craft blocking the road ahead unfolded. Then, we had accounts from both women of small creatures approaching the immobilised car and how they had approached the nearside passenger door. Then it was revealed that the door had been opened from the outside and something or someone was trying to drag Rosemary from the car. Rosemary began to get extremely excited and began resisting these attempts. She became so agitated that the doctor walked over to her, took her pulse and decided it was not safe to continue. He ordered Rosemary to sleep and asked her no further questions. He resumed his questioning of Valerie.

According to Valerie’s account, driver Vivienne sat there staring straight ahead and motionless. Then, in the moonlight, she could see small human-like creatures coming towards the car and approaching the passenger’s door. The door was opened and Rosemary screamed that they were trying to pull her out and was resisting furiously. Then a black mist enveloped her and, in the blink of Valerie’s eye, she was gone!

Valerie then remembered climbing out of the car, leaving Vivienne still comatose, and walking through an open gate into a nearby field, feeling completely bewildered. She felt a pair of hands placed on her shoulders from the rear and a strong masculine monotone voice said to her, “Don’t be afraid”. (Valerie imitated that voice very convincingly). A remarkable description of the effects of high vertical acceleration and deceleration then followed. She said that everything had gone black but had then turned red before she had found herself standing in a well-lit room with two human-like creatures dressed in green. One seemed to be a woman, being smaller than the other, who seemed to be more like a man. She described how the ‘woman’ began hobbling around in Valerie’s high-heeled shoes as if to try to amuse her. When asked what happened next she said she was on a bed.

If I recall correctly, this is when the doctor decided to terminate Valerie’s regression, because she was becoming tired. (Harry Harris’s video recording, which I have no access to, will be able to validate my account.) Before the doctor left, I had a quiet word with him and asked him for his assessment of all he’d heard. His response was that undoubtedly these two young women had suffered great trauma, but he could not try to guess the nature of it.

So ended the first hypnotic regression session I had ever attended. Given the stated objectives, the outcome had been disappointing, but it had served to demonstrate to me that these participants had been genuinely re-living a real event in their lives. There had been no leading questions from the doctor. He had allowed the women to guide him to the next question each time they had answered. It had occurred to me that the doctor might very well have experienced a profound ‘culture-shock’ himself, when he had realised the nature of the trauma he was delving into.

Rosemary was extremely disappointed that she had not been allowed to proceed further into her remembrance of the event, but accepted it had been medically inadvisable.

Some time later, I received a call from Harry Harris telling me that the women had requested another dual session with their original hypnotherapist, because they felt they’d be more at ease with him than they’d been with the methodical and clinical approach of the doctor. Would I be interested in sharing the cost of such a session with him? After he’d told me what my share of the cost would be, I asked him to proceed with the arrangements, provided I could view the video afterwards, for analysis.

No.2

The next session was arranged for the afternoon of March 24th, 1991, and the general procedure adopted was as it had been with the doctor. However, this therapist had already gained an awareness of the nature of the event and, also, experience of Rosemary’s problem. As previously, the therapist put the two women under trance in private and the observers were then invited in when this had been accomplished. The layout of the room was as before, with the therapist sitting close to the settee and on our left. The first questions were asked by the hypnotist and thereafter by Elaine, Rosemary’s sister, who continued with the questioning throughout the session. Harry Harris was again operating the camcorder. The account of the No. 2 session, given below, has been taken from my word-for-word written record of the contents of Harry’s video recording of that session, of which, later, I received a copy.

At the point in the story when Rosemary was resisting attempts to extract her from the car, she and Valerie became very agitated. The therapist, in a reassuring and commanding voice, assured them both that what they were remembering was not happening now and that they must imagine themselves looking at it all from the safety of thick coverings of warm lead. The effect of this command on Rosemary’s demeanour was dramatic. She became calm and collected immediately and began to open up her mind to us. After going through the fight with the entities trying to remove her from the car and being enveloped by a black mist, she said she felt very strange, couldn’t breathe and didn’t know where she was. The next thing she remembered was finding herself in a strange white room, with white lights, opening into a double (? inaudible) and there was just a table in the room.

Elaine then switched her attention to Valerie and asked her to tell her story of the events. After re-telling the story of the events in the car and her experience in the field, she then gave a more informative account of the being lifted at high speed and everything going red and black. She described the experience as being “sucked up a vacuum”. She couldn’t get her breath. It was like being in a lift. Then she found herself in a white wedge-shaped room. There were no objects in the room and she couldn’t see any doors. The walls were like white metal. She could hear shuffling. A man and a woman were then in the room, just looking at her. She asked them where Rosemary was and they replied that Rosemary was being looked at and that Vivienne was being examined. Then we heard, “They’re now touching my clothes and my hair”. They hadn’t told her why Vivienne was being examined, but the woman was by then hobbling around in her (Valerie’s) shoes, as if trying to make her laugh.

At this point, Elaine again switched her questioning back to Rosemary and asked her to continue her story of being in a white room. Rosemary said she was very frightened. She was standing by a wall, not daring to move. Then she told us that she was getting onto a table, because “I just know in my head, that I have to. I don’t want to, but I must”. She could hear a shuffling sound. Round heads with no faces – like robots – appeared all around her. There were six of them. They were about three feet tall and were on little rollers or castors. They were looking at her and she was looking at them. She was not frightened because she knew they were not going to hurt her. Next, she was getting off the table and had to go with them –— through the door and down a long white corridor with bright lights. There were doors and openings along the corridor. She could see strange things – machinery. She mustn’t describe this ,because it would betray them. She then entered a small room, narrow, with doors and windows, in which there were two beds and she thought these were empty. In an oblong-shaped room, she could see Valerie. [Rosemary told us shortly afterwards that she had floated along that corridor, horizontally, in the company of the six little robots. She had then been taken into the oblong room and placed on a bed, next to Valerie, who was asleep.]

The questioning was then directed at Valerie. After the shoes incident, Valerie told us she was being told to go to sleep. Then –- she was with Rosemary, but she didn’t know which room she was in. Rosemary took up the story. After the robots left the room, she felt immobilised, but realised that Valerie was conscious again and seemed to know she was there. This made her feel better, but she was concerned there was no sign of Vivienne.

The two women, between them and in accord, then proceeded to describe the subsequent happenings. A tall dark man with dark eyes and long hair, wearing a long green gown, had walked into the room. He had placed one hand on Rosemary’s left arm and the other on Valerie’s right arm. Then began an account of a process of telepathic communication being established between the two women, accompanied by an overwhelming sense of wellbeing. They felt ‘at one’ with this man. When asked why they thought this was happening to them, they replied that he was trying to demonstrate that this form of communication was possible. Rosemary described the experience as a kind of ecstasy. Asked why Vivienne was not being included in all this, Valerie responded, “It’s part of his plan”. Rosemary added that Vivienne wasn’t strong enough to cope with it.
They were not the only ones this had happened to and the purpose was one of learning. Valerie interjected, “That we can all be one”. Rosemary went on to say she thought it was a two-way learning process.

Then followed a most unexpected and, for me, the most exciting revelation of the session. When asked if the creatures had given them any information about where they had come from, the first response from Rosemary was a ‘brush-off’, “You wouldn’t understand”. Pressed further by Elaine, she went on to say they had been shown something like a map, but she couldn’t draw it. Not like a road map. It was difficult to describe, but it was like a black window with shapes on it. Valerie again interjected, “They’re teaching us”. [At this point the hypnotherapist suddenly interrupted their flow by commanding the women to remember every detail of that map so that they would be able to draw it for us afterwards.]