So I have been reading about Alien encounters for roughly 20 years now. Starting with - "UFOs: Generals, Pilots, and Government Officials Go on the
Record" to "Albert Rosales - CATALOGUE OF HUMANOID CASES" to YT channel Beyond Creepy. Along with other sources in between I probably have read over a
thousand cases dealing with UFOs. But, the most bizarre case I have ever read about was an encounter posted on the Mysterious Universe website -
The details -
Human Abductee Aboard
April 9, 2020
There have been a surprising number of UFO crashes reported over the decades, and these can be pretty spectacular, indeed. Among these some of them
take the weirdness up a notch, with Roswell-style scenarios of finding aliens among the wreckage, both alive and dead. There are also numerous reports
of alien abductions out there, wherein helpless victims are beamed aboard these otherworldly craft and have a variety of experiences including the
infamous examinations as well as sometimes more benevolent ones. This is all strange enough as it is, but what about when it gets even odder? Have you
ever wondered if the two have ever come together? Have you ever thought about what if one of these UFOs crashed with an abductee aboard? Well, wonder
no more, because there is at least one case where an alleged UFO crashed in the desert complete with aliens and a dazed human woman they had
It was a calm summer evening in 1971, when California resident Debbie Clayton was relaxing in her home just north of Edwards Air Force Base when she
was startled by a deafening roar, followed by a thunderous noise like an explosion that reverberated through the air. Exiting her home, she found
neighbors out on the street warily looking about and scanning the sky as a symphony of barking dogs played in the background. Then they saw it, a
plume of smoke snaking up into the air from the direction of the base, accompanied by the flickering of what they assumed to be the flames of a fire.
Something had happened, an airplane crash perhaps, and Clayton’s curiosity drew her and a few others towards the eerie glow and smoke in the
distance. What they would find would be no normal aircraft, and would be an experience they would never forget.
Just outside of the base, an area of scrubland was burned, and in the center of this charred earth was what Clayton described as a mushroom shaped
craft of some sort, fashioned of what appeared to be a dull gray metal of some type, which had green flashing lights spaced out upon it. She noticed
how smooth the texture of it all was, with no markings, noticeable seams, or doors or windows, seemingly made of one uniform piece of metal, although
it did seem to be damaged from its plummet to earth. More bizarre than any of this was that she then noticed some smallish, thin gray humanoids strewn
about on the ground, and more puzzling then even this was the sight of a woman who stumbled about in the fog of smoke, dressed in what looked like a
tight-fitting pink jumpsuit. The mysterious woman looked dazed and confused as she meandered about the crash zone, but before Clayton could call to
her or do anything at all the military from the nearby base were already descending upon the site. Helicopters buzzed over, searchlights pierced the
gloom, and soldiers told the gathered, gawking witnesses to disperse or face the consequences.
After forcefully chasing off the civilian witnesses the military reportedly quickly covered the craft with a large canvas tarp and some of the
personnel could be seen gathering the three still bodies of those strange entities, but after that the area was closed to further scrutiny. Curious as
to what had happened, the baffled Clayton checked the newspaper first thing the following morning, but found no mention at all of the huge boom and
the subsequent crash near the base. There was in fact no mention of any incident in the area at all. Turning on the TV also showed no news at all on
the incident, and so concerned citizens began calling the base directly to demand answers for what had happened. They all got the same, curt response,
that it had been a crashed military vehicle that had gone down due to a technical malfunction and that it was a minor accident. Nothing to see here.
Move along. There were no answers about what kind of vehicle it had been, and more importantly no clue given as to what those humanoid bodies were or
who that woman in the pink suit had been. Amazingly, it all gets even stranger from here.
The whole thing might have remained hidden, covered-up, and forgotten to fade away into the mists of time forever if it weren’t for the intrepid UFO
researcher Albert Rosales. He was able to track down the mysterious woman in pink, who was identified as Lorraine Dvorak Cordini. She admitted that
she was the one in the wreckage, but that she had little memory of how she had gotten there or what had happened next, other than that she had been
told she had been in an accident and dropped off at her home by military personnel, so Rosales convinced her to undergo hypnotic regression to try and
salvage any memories that might be lurking in her subconscious. She agreed, and would have a very bizarre story to tell, indeed.
Under hypnosis, Cordini said that her ordeal had started when she was abducted by strange creatures from her home one evening, apparently being
somehow phased right through the wall to be brought into a craft of some sort, which then brought her to an enormous “mother ship,” where she was
dressed in the pink jumpsuit. The beings she was with were described as “short, thin, rather translucent” humanoids, and she also was able to
remember that these creatures had visited her before when she was a child, and that she felt a sort of non-threatening familiarity with them. Although
they seemed mostly androgynous, she would explain that they seemed to have either male or female “essences,” and that the one she took to be their
leader was decidedly more human in appearance than the others, looking almost like a normal woman. Cordini also said that although they had mouths
they spoke to her telepathically. She could not remember much of her time aboard the mother ship, but when says that she was aboard another, smaller
transport craft on her way home when her memory would jump to the crash. She would explain:
I was physically on board a mother spacecraft working. When it was time to return to earth three “ETs” (short, thin, rather translucent in
appearance like in Close Encounters of the Third Kind), one female essence and two of male essence were the crew. We were either shot down or crashed
near Edwards Air Force Base in California. I remember standing in the wreckage, suddenly in conscious memory, confused, disoriented and filled with
sorrow as military personnel kicked the bodies of the two dead ETs. I remember hearing in my mind the captain of the mother ship saying how sorry she
was that they could not help us for fear of being detected. The female crewman was standing to my left. I had on a pink body suit. I cried as the
military cursed my dead comrades. I don’t yet remember what the parts of the ship looked like.
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