In the fall of 1962, making a trip to Kentucky with a friend, Pat got
lost for a while before
spotting a sign for Ft. Knox. Laughing about the confusion, they
retraced the route in
search of their destination. But instead, they ended up in a deserted
train yard, sitting in
the car with the engine off. Pat said they felt as if they'd just
"come out" of some
unremembered experience, with no idea why the car was stopped. They
never found
their destination and finally gave up, returning home at dark.

But later in a dream Pat recalled being out of the car with her friend
beside her. She
saw a ripple of golden light like an "elevator" moving up at an angle
and "angels" on
each side. She said they were "respectful" of a blond man who seemed
to her like
Jesus. Her friend was screaming hysterically, "They want you!"
Pat replied, "Don't be afraid, it's okay." She went up to the blond
man who was
surrounded by a beautiful light. He talked to her about becoming a
mother and about a
"seed of life." He said he had the power of all seed in his hand. At
the end of the
experience, he held out his hand to her and showed her a seed, telling
her it was for
her benefit and to have no fear.
A few months later, Pat, who was now pregnant, moved to Florida. She
remembers
telling her husband that the baby would be a boy, but that it wouldn't
be viable. "I'm going
to have it but not keep it," she told him, unable to explain how she
knew this. For the
next several months she and her two children lived in a garage
apartment. One night,
Pat came to consciousness just as she was walking into the apartment
as if she had
been outside, although she didn't recall being there. She felt an odd,
pleasant
vibratory sensation and remembered thinking, They came and got me.
Nothing more seems to have happened at this time, and Pat continued to
have her
prenatal checkups which showed that everything was progressing fine
with the
baby. But then in the eighth month, the doctor could not find a fetal
heartbeat. And
when she delivered at full-term in May, the baby boy was stillborn.
The
foreknowledge proved true.
Later that same year, Pat remembers finding herself in a quiet room,
surrounded by
Grays and waiting for something. The Gray she thought of as her
"friend" appeared in
the doorway, showing her a baby. He told her that she had a choice to
see the baby.
"No," Pat replied, "it's okay, it's fine. You'll take better care of
it than I could." But in
that brief glimpse, she saw a tiny, skinny baby with blue, slanted
eyes. She felt that
somehow this baby was a repository for the soul of the child who had
died at birth, and
she said she felt trusting and thankful toward her friend for showing
her that the little
boy had, in a sense, survived.
Of the memories which have surfaced in the past several years, none
raises more questions than the "cocoon people." "I can't remember when
the actual event might have occurred," Pat told me. "All I recall is
being in a large room with soft white lighting, and one of the Grays
was there. I vaguely recall seeing a human male there, but not what he
was doing."
Part of the large room was filled with what looked to be sarcophagus-
like boxes, and in
these boxes were human forms. "They were alive," Pat recalled, "but
not animated.
There was white misty stuff all over them, and I knew the misty stuff
kept them alive. I
knew they were waiting to come to life in the future."
The being asked Pat, Do you want to see yours?
Pat said, "Yes," and was shown a human female body in one of the
containers. "Don't

ask how I knew it was female," she continued, "I just felt it. I saw a
little bit of human face
through the mist, like a nose mouth, eyes, definitely human. I knew
this was connected
with the 1954 visit, because I remembered they told me they were
making a 'new me.' I
felt this cocoon was the new me. I felt that they are waiting for the
resurrection," she said,
"or reanimation, and we will all be able to see and talk with them
here on earth. If I
were to die now, I believe that my 'other body' will house my soul
when Jesus says it is
time, and I, too, will come back. If I live through all the
destruction (to come) into the new
world, I will still need my other body, as this one I have will die
anyway."
In her mid-forties, Pat had another experience with the beings, and
this time she
recalled being in a room lit with a golden glow. She was taken to a
desk-sized device in
the top of which were circular openings. In each opening was a
different colored
vibrating light, and she was told to put her hands in the lights. As
she did, she heard the
most beautiful sounds she had ever heard. Each light made a different
sound.
That is the sound of your soul, the Gray told her.
Pat understood that this had something to do with the inanimate human
bodies she had
been shown, bodies which didn't have a "soul power" activating them.
In 1987, Pat had another possible experience - much more typical of
the usual abduction
reports - which included her young grandson. "Was this a dream?" she
mused when
relating it to me. "I have no proof. I was in my daughter's house, and
it was nighttime. I
seemed to be floating to my grandson's room. I took his hand, and we
floated together,
upright, about six inches off the floor. We floated out the front
door, out to the driveway,
and stopped while the gate swung open to the road. There were about
ten or fifteen
beings across the road in the woods. They all rose up out of the woods
at the same time.
I could hear my grandson think, Mamaw, can I play with those kids?
"I thought back to him, No, honey, these are special kids, they don't
play like regular
kids. We floated down the road to the cul-de-sac. There in the dead-
end circle was a
ship with red 'blips' that went around it, a saucer. There was a
'door' with light. We
floated up a ramp, and I saw my 'being friend' and then I don't
remember any more.
Anyway, my grandson and I went together on this trip. Or I'd rather
call it a dream-I'm
not sure."

Pat had a number of intensely affecting experiences that occurred
while she
was in a meditative or dream state, and so she has been unable to feel
confident that
they were "real." In some of these dream-events she has seen a variety
of flying craft;
she has had apparent out-of-body experiences; and she has received
telepathic
communications.

One such event in October 1992 seemed related to some of her previous
experiences.
"I dreamed someone was talking to me mentally," she said, "telling me
things. I
couldn't grasp the exact words, but I heard one sentence like this:
The destruction
comes in four quariens. 'Quarien' is not a word we know, but I took it
to mean four parts
of some kind. Then I saw what I call a graph. I felt as though I was
getting a gentle
warning of the 'bad time on earth' like it is very near to happening
now."

Such warnings had not only been given to Pat at various times in her
life, but they have
been part of many abductees' experiences and are indeed one of the
most commonly
reported events in this phenomenon.
So are unexplained physical marks on abductees' bodies, and here again
Pat fits the
pattern. In the summer of 1993, Pat discovered an unusual design on
her inner wrist, a
circle of six dots with a seventh dot in the center. This design,
incidentally, was reported
in a handful of cases in 1991 and 1992, and it may not be a
coincidence that these cases have mostly come from Florida, where Pat
lives.