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Tony Dodd - in the heat of the night-
incident at keighley west yorkshire

Author: Tony Dodd.


PART2

“ I’m struggling, I’m trying to break free from them but I can’t. The three figures are identical to each other they’re about the size of a small boy. They’re making strange animal-like grunting noises as if talking to each other”.

Mrs Jones was now showing extreme anxiety and crying as she said, “ They’re dragging me into the light”. She suddenly became calm and spoke in a hushed voice, “ I’m in a round room. It’s light, very bright, It’s hurting my eyes, there are lots of people in here, loads of people around the sides of the room, little people, they’re all wearing cloaks with hoods”.

When asked to describe the room she said, “ I can’t see much, but it looks like a metal bench in the middle of the room. They are all looking at me, they’re pulling me towards the bench. I’m frightened. I’m now lying on the bench. “Oh no! they’re putting their hands on me, they’ve only got three fingers”. Mrs Jones was now getting very distressed and said,” Oh they’re touching my face, they’re pulling my hair. Oh no! they’re taking my blouse off. It’s horrible, they’re making funny noises, I can’t understand them”.

She continued to rub her eyes as she said:” The walls are funny, they’re round, like divided into squares. I can see all those little people around the walls, the lights are hurting my eyes. The lights above are a peachy colour, my eyes are blurred, it’s difficult to see properly. They’ve now taken off my shoes, they’re scraping between my toes”.

There was a pause before she said, “ They’re touching my fingers, I daren’t look, he’s got something in his hand, it’s silver, it’s like a small square thing on a rod, about pencil thickness, they’re touching my hair and my eyes”.

She went on to say, “ Please leave me alone, it’s hurting! It feels like an injection into my neck. They’re doing something to my belly button, I can’t see, I don’t like it, it’s horrible, they’re touching me all over, they’re horrible, they won’t leave me alone. I can see his face, he’s close to me. It’s really pale with long black slanting eyes.They’re pressing down on my belly button with something, I feel warm, there’s
a strong sweet smell, I don’t know what it is. They’re pulling the hair at the back of my head, near my neck, it hurts, something sharp. Now they’re touching my lips, I feel trapped. I want to go home, I don’t like them”.

She then became calm and said,” I’m back in the garden, I’m looking up at the craft, it’s moving away from us”.

The hypnosis was terminated at this stage, but for Mrs Jones, there is little doubt that her life would never be the same again.

Mr. Jones was then subjected to hypnosis in an attempt to relive that fateful night. When asked to describe the events, he responded by saying:

“I’m out in the garden with Joyce, Jean and John, we’re having a barbecue. It’s a nice night, very warm. I’ve just thrown something into the air, it’s gone into next doors garden. There’s something in the air, very close, it’s coming towards me, I’m looking at it. I can hear Joyce screaming. I can’t move.

There are flashing lights, it’s very bright. Where am I?. I’m not in the garden”. There was a long pause before he continued. “ I’m in a very bright room, there are lots of small people, like midgets, they’re all wearing black cloaks with hoods, it’s like black tinfoil, but not tinfoil. I’m in a transparent tube without seams, I can’t move, the midgets are looking at me, I can see their faces. I can see their nose, they’ve got big black eyes, they’ve got shiny black hoods over their heads. They seem to shuffle when they move, they’re all in black. I can see them staring at me, it’s like being in a museum. They’ve taken me out of the tube, it’s very bright, it’s hurting my eyes. They’re taking me to a hole near the windows, it’s full of light, they’re pushing me towards the light”.

At this time he was becoming increasingly fearful and agitated. He then said:

“Where am I, God this is big, I don’t know where I am, it’s like a very big room. I can see all sorts in here, it’s so big. I can see loads of the little people in here; they seem to be all working and moving around. They’ve got white stuff, like balls of white stuff in their hands, they’re carrying it. There’s no stairs, they appear to be just floating up to a higher level. They’re all carrying it, I don’t know what it is, I’m just standing watching. I can’t understand what they are saying, they just seem to mumble to each other and shuffle along.

I can see drawings on the walls I can see figures of Planets. I can see Saturn, Earth and all the Planets on a board which seems to be into the wall. Oh my head hurts. They’re touching and prodding me I can’t move. Their eyes are big and seem to be boring into me. I can see a door I seem to be standing in the same place all the time. I think I’m in a different craft from the first one. This one is bigger, much bigger, and massive. I’m trying to move, but I can’t. I’m back in the tube now, I don’t like it, I can’t get out”.

At this time he began to show signs of having breathing difficulty, he then said, “ I can’t breath, they’re all watching me, my eyes are hurting. I’m back in the garden, I can hear Jean, she’s screaming. I’m just standing looking up, it’s flashing bright, it isn’t spinning, and the lights are going round. I can’t see anybody, I feel as if I’m on my own. I can’t breath. I can’t take my eyes off it, it won’t let me. It’s moving away now, giving off a green colour. It’s moving away into the distance. The others are back in the garden with me, we are all confused, and the girls are frightened”.

At this stage the hypnosis was terminated due to Mr Jones’s breathing difficulties.

Mr and Mrs Brown were also subjected to hypnosis and told very similar stories and it was very interesting to note that Mrs Jones later found a circle of hair missing from the back of her head near her neck.

I have absolutely no doubt that the two families were telling the truth when they told their stories and the effects of such trauma remained with them for many months.

 
     
 
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