Ok, here we go again.
So, I guess I'll jump forward a little for the sake of reading some major events. In 1989 I met my wife on a blind date. She was it, and I knew the
moment she came to the door. Apparently she did too...if only she'd have bothered to tell me, I coulda saved that whole dating thing and just married
her straight away.
As we got to the point in time where I was gonna ask her to marry me, we were talking about Ghosts one night, and the conversation gravitated to UFOs.
I said I'd seen them numerous times.
She looked at me and said "what?"
I conveyed to her some of the stuff I'd seen. "I've never seen one...ever." she said. We got into more detail about it. We talked for hours about
it. About what might be in them, or who was driving.
"Aliens?" she said
"Oh who knows, I mean it could be."
You have to understand that at this point, I didnt equate anything of my experiences to aliens or UFOs. The childhood experiences were there, as well
as others I havent talked about. I wouldnt tell my wife about them til a few years later.
While we were dating, I was taking a leak one night (you can laugh) and my stomache hurt...right in my navel. I mean hurt. Like there was a knife in
I tensed my stomache muscles, and to my horror, blood shot out of my belly button. Alot of it. I slipped in it.
I freaked. I ran out to (for the intent of this writing, we'll refer to my wife as "Jill") Jill, and my Mom who were standing in the kitchen.
"whats wrong?" Jill said to me looking really concerned.
"I think my belly button is coming untied." I said in a panic.
Both her and Mom laughed until I took my hand off and they saw the blood.
It had stopped. That quick.
The next morning I made an emergency appointment at the doctors office. When I went in, I explained I had been draining my bladder when my stomache
hurt, and that blood shot out of my navel.
"Lay back and pull up your shirt for me." he said.
I laid back and he looked in my navel with the device used to look in your ears...but with a long prong. It felt like he had his whole hand in my
belly button. Damn it hurt.
"Huh." he said, "you...had any accidents? Put anything in there?"
"Wha...no" I chuckled (note, never laugh when you have a long probe in your belly button)
"you sure?" he said...seriously.
"Yes, totally." I said. This was getting a little scary now. What the hell was he seeing?
"You have 3 needle marks inside there. Like a triangle." he said.
"Needle marks?" I asked.
"No question...those are needle marks" he answered, "it's infected."
"well what did it?" I asked.
"I dont know" he said as he jammed a long q-tip in with antibiotic ointment on it into my navel.
"whatever it was, it was a decent size needle."
When he finished, I sat up as he wrote in my file.
"You get some strange injuries Jeffrey", he said "really strange...but nothing you need to worry about."
So, he gave me some ointment and I left.
I remembered on the way home, that 3 nights earlier at my apartment, I was playing guitar (with headphones on) when I heard a loud knocking. I rented
the whole top floor of a big stone house. You couldnt just come to my door, you had to ring a button and I'd let you in the main door downstairs.
Then up the stairs the door into my floor.
Well, the knock was on my door...upper door. The girls downstairs were out, I unplugged and went to my door. Nobody there. I didnt even hear anyone go
down the long staircase which was notoriously noisy.
I plugged in again and watched the door. I kept the volume low.
*Bang *Bang *Bang
The door shook, and the knob was moving. I shot to the door.
No one to be seen.
I went down to the foot of the stairs...nothing. Nobody home but me. I went back up, and saw my bathroom door, in the apartment close. Someone was
I looked. Nothing.
As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw a small white light go past the hallway by the kitchen.
I called Jill. No answer.
The door downstairs. Jill.
"Hi, I'm freakin out." I said.
"heh...whats wrong?" she looked at me like I had a chicken growing out of my neck.
I took her upstairs and explained what happened. "Well Jeff, ya know, it is an old house...maybe...it's haunted."
"Oh, thanx...thats just great," I said
"well honey, what...I mean youre ok, it could have been anything."
She hung around and watched tv with me til about...mmm...2am? She left and I went to bed.
I got up to whiz about 3:30. As I stood at the toilet...
*Thump*...*thump* *thuump* Loud...from the roof. Someone was on the friggin roof.
I pissed all over the floor.
I ran to the kitchen, and opened the window to look up to the eave of the right side of the house. I didnt see anything. As I went back to the
bedroom, I saw something move past the doorway of my room. Just a glimpse.
"Has to be my eyes playing with me" I said to myself. I turned on every light in the house.
As I got to the bedroom door, the last light in the house, I heard somebody whisper.
It was neither male nor female. But it was enough to make me grab a Les Paul guitar and put it over my head like a club. I walked into the bedroom
shaking like a leaf. I remember seeing a child walk up from my right.
I woke the next morning at 11am. My guitar in bed with me. Covered up. It only needed to be smoking a cigarette to make the picture compete. It was
laid beside me, and tucked in.
I love all my guitars...I dont sleep with them. I dont swing that way. Always perferred women to wood.
I remember, nothing. But I knew something was going on...but what. I mean who do ya tell this crap to?
3 days later, I was in the Doctors office with needle marks somewhere they never should have been. In such a way the Doctor couldnt tell how it was
I told Jill some months later about it, and everything else. Everything. She didnt understand it, but she listened. She was the only one who knew
about any of this...even though we didnt know what it was. Not long after I went for the tests and Doctor appointments checking for every damned
affliction anyone could think of. (see prior post)
Jill and I were married, bought a home that same year, and had our first and only child a year and a half later.
One night, we're watching "Sightings" on FOX, or some show like it. The Gulf Breeze UFO case was presented and I was really intrigued.
"Ya know, if this stuff is out there, maybe we should go look one night. Maybe go up towards Grandma's and just sit and look...make a night out of
it." I said.
"I'm up. Your Mom is watching the baby friday, how about then?" Jill answered.
"Cool" I said.
I mean it inspired me to go look. Grandma lived in a seriuously rural area, big sky, and high hills.
Jill and I dropped the baby off at Moms and went. It'd been awhile since we'd gotten out. We were both apprehensive about leaving my son...just new
We drove north to the country.
We used a back road from our house. This brought us to a main road, that goes between by a very small building, and a church, and some telephone
wires. Here's a very rough map.
Pay attention to the trees...they go on for miles on the right side. That all woods...for a long way.
Jill and I arrived in the area at 0:00pm at drove to a stop sign at letter "A" on the map. It was pitch dark except for a street lamp.
The green lines going across the road are phone wires, that cut thru the forest to the right. As we looked to the right, down thru that cut of trees.
We saw 7 white lights. I pulled over at "B" to the shoulder of the road. The lights were off the ground. The reflected light was shining on the wire
poles, and the grass. The shone like nothing I ever saw.
"Holy sh*&t, what is that?" Jill said, her voice quivering.
"I dunno."...I whispered. No sound. Nothing. Within 15 seconds, they winked out, right to left. "X" marks the approximate distance as far as we
"Wow...unbelieveable." Jill exclaimed.
I began to become increasingly fearful. What the hell was wrong with me? This is what we came for...we hit it within 5 minutes of looking there. 7
lights...floating. Bright. No mistaking it. She saw it too. I'm supposed to be excited.
Why arent I.
"Hey can we move this to the back?" Jill said as she tugged on the baby's carseat to her right. She was up against me, the carseat in the passenger
seat. I had a Dodge Dakota Sport Truck at the time, with a cap on the bed.
"Id have been able to roll the window down farther if it wasnt there." she said.
"Yeah...ok." I said as I pulled onto the road again. I had to get away from there.
"where ya going? can we move this? it's pokin me in the side." Jill said, kinda irratated that I wasnt doing it now.
"ok" I said. as I pulled over to letter "C". The maroon square to the right, is a building...a short stubby workstation for a utility. Small lot,
and the larger maroom square to the left is a church, large one, big lot. No one at either place...like a ghosttown. No cars goin by.
I get out, and shut the drivers door. I look up. Nothing. I'm ok. It's cool. I'm in the streetlamp light, it's the small dot under "C".
I go around and get the carseat unbuckled, Jill slides over, and I walk to the back to put it in the back of the truck. I open the cap window, and lay
As I do, there's a bright flash to my right. Like someone took a flash picture of me, 2 ft away. There is a severe pain in my right shoulder that
practically puts me on my knees. Remember "noogies"? That raised knuckle sucker punch in high school?
That times 100. Goddamn it hurt. That eye has a spot in the peripheral from the light flash.
I look to the direction of the flash, to see a white light with a small tail...moving from point "1" to point "2" where it winks out...gone. 3-5
I'm holding my shoulder, the pain is swiftly leaving.
"Jeff..get in the truck". Jill says "Jeff...now. Get in the truck"
"Did you see that? God it hurt my arm, I can barely move it." I said walking up along side of her door.
"I saw it, get in the truck. Lets get out of here." she said sounding panicky.
I was...looking where the light winked out. Something is there. At the dotted circle on the map. Like small..very small red lights. Just a slight arc.
But, so faint. I could barely make it out.
"Stay here" I said, as I took 2 steps into walking the blue fuzzy dots on the map heading to point "Z".
"What? Are you insane...get in the truck!" Jill said thru a now half rolled up _
"one second." I said...staring at what I could barely see.
"Jeff--" Jill sounded like she was beginning to really freak.
As I got to point "Z", (those brown muddy areas are some sort of gardens) I knelt on one knee.
"what is that." I whispered.
"Jeff...get back over here, lets go." Jill raised her voice maybe 15 ft behind me as she sat in the truck.
I raised my hand to tell her to shush.
I looked back over towards the dim lights. They were just hanging there. Could they be stars? Did we just see a shooting star? Did I bang my arm as I
put the car seat in?
I found that if I looked just to the left or right of them, I could see them better. A little clearer. But looking directly at them, I couldnt see
them as well. So dim.
The air was so still, and not a sound. I could hear the blood rushing in my ears. I was oddly not horribly scared. I was horribly obsessed with seeing
what that was.
I thought: if I can get to the corner of the other planting area, I could see if it's solid. (Taking the orange fuzzy dots direction on the map) I
slowly came up off my knee.
I stood slightly bent. I took a step very slowly, never taking my eyes off what I thought I could see.
Then it came on.
Now, dont get the idea it's some Close Encounters moment. It didnt get blindingly bright, or soar over my head.
It just came on. The lights were no longer dim. They were completely visible, and obviously close. Now there were also unevenly spaced small white
lights between the red ones. It was a dark disc, the lights were around the edge. It was close, and there was no mistaking it.
And I was standing there like an idiot. Right in front of it. In a field, too far to run back to the truck. And I wanted to die.
I couldnt move. Nothing "they" did. I was completely paralized with the most mind splitting fear I have ever experienced, at any time in my
I have no words to describe that.
I felt terror creep quickly up my feet thru my legs. There wasnt even an adrenalyn rush...it was an adrenalyn bomb.
I glanced at the truck to see Jill screaming at me. I could barely make out what she was saying it was so fear stricken.
The object is moving towards me, and all I can do is look. I remember lights on the ground.
Then on shaking legs, I was getting into the truck. I sighed.
"I'm tired", Jill said, "christ it's almost 00:00pm look, your Mom is gonna be mad that we're not getting the baby til now."
"yeah, how'd...man it's really hot in here." I said.
We drove out on the road going past the church, and went to get the baby. When we got to Mom's we picked up my son, and went home. Jill put the baby
down to sleep, and came into the bedroom.
As she walked into the bedroom, I saw she was crying.
"Whats wrong?" I said.
She looked at me thru red tearing eyes and said "why didnt you get in the truck?"
It all rushed back at me. Driving home, I knew it, but I didnt know it. It was like I ignored what occurred...like "I dont want to know that right
now". Jill didnt say anything either.
"Oh..." I said. And I started crying. Hysterically. When I got calmed down, I asked her why we didnt talk about it...or at all...all the way home.
Why were we not flooring the truck to get out of there.
"I dont know, it hit me coming down the hallway...where did you go? It was in the truck with me." she said as she started crying again.
She relayed to me that she saw the object come on, and come towards me. I wouldnt move. She saw a bright light, and it was coming from the object.
She said it got lower, which I dont remember. "It was like day" she said, "I couldnt even see you. Then, out of nowhere, something was beside me in
the truck. I couldnt look at it. It was shiny, and oh my God, it's eyes." she said, her lip quivering trying to get it out before she was crying
"I saw half it's face" she continued, "it...it felt like it was sad. God, such sorrow." she seemed puzzled to know this, as well as very upset.
"It squinted at me, and my eyes shut...I know they were shut because it was back, then I saw red, the light was so bright it was shining thru the
skin of my eyelids. I felt like I was floating, like everything was floating."
Then she stopped talking and stared at me. "Then you were getting in the truck."
I dont remember anything about a very bright light...but, I do remember light on the ground. Then I was on my back. My eyes were shut, and I was
hysterically crying. It was cold. And silent. I couldnt move anything, but my face. It was light, but not blinding...I wasnt opening my eyes to find
"Youre dead" I thought. "Youre laying in an autopsy room, and this is what it is when youre dead...I'm not dead....where the hell am I."
My mouth was so dry it felt like a mouth full of felt. I barely opened my eyes...just enough to see thru the lashes. Something was very close to my
right eye...it was touching the lashes. There were 2 people around me. One at my right, the other towards my head. I shut my eyes tight, and screamed,
"where am I".
"open your eyes" shot into my head. Like you talk to anyone...but there were no words. It was like talking, and understanding. But, no words.
"OPEN YOUR EYES" more forcefully, and sounding...pissed.
I got the feeling of extreme urgency. Pins and needles urgency...obviously, someone was in a hurry.
"OPEN...YOUR...EYES, NOW" even more agitated...the thoughts dripped with anger.
"NO" I screamed. And I clenched my eyes. I could feel something brush my lashes on my right eye as I clenched.
"are you afraid?" came another "voice". This one kind, almost calming. I got the feeling this was the one at my head.
"YES" I screamed again, now hysterically crying.
"relax. there is nothing to fear. do you want to hold my hand?"
"Yes" I said. I to this day dont know why. I just said it.
I felt my left hand being able to move. My fingers and palm I outstretched.
"just take my hand, and we will go."
I closed my hand. And some other hand closed around it.
It wrapped my hand...all the way around. It was like holding a bunch of rubber carrots...dumb description I know. There was no strength, I pushed
knuckler of long fingers together like a bunch of...rubber carrots.
"I will see you again."
And I got back in the truck.
I got the distinct feeling they wanted to get me to look at them, and touch them. To acknowledge them as real.
And thats when I realized, who was in my room at night. Who clapped like a gong and sent me reeling. Who I picked up, lost on the way home from the
Thats all I know to say about it. Jill knew now, and knew it was all too real. We held eachother all night, til we had to feed the baby...Jill
eventually went to sleep and so did I.
I would later recount this event to a collegue in a business I did work with. He said, "I have someone you should meet. He and you should work
together and see if you can find any answers." Thats how I met a friend, who was my best friend for many years. And we studied eachother's
experience, as well as others. For years. He directly saw anomalies at my home. He interviewed Jill, and me, and we catalogued experiences...no matter
It wasnt until years later, many odd nights and more sightings, more investigations of other cases, and even until my research partner and friend
moved on to abandon the field, that a couple pinnacle events changed my entire scope of this ambiguous subject. And a way out for me, presented itself
in a way I never expected.
But, it's late, and I'm spooked beyond all reason...LOL...Jill's asleep, and I'm out of Pepsi.
(written last night, posted this morning)
[edit on 31-3-2006 by jritzmann]