It was just getting dark as I plonked myself down on the chair - I looked at my watch and it was 6.30pm. I had a fleeting thought about going down stairs and joining everyone for dinner.... but that would mean facing the "dragon queen" so I pushed the thought and the slight pangs of hunger to the back of my mind. I didn't feel like
socializing anyway, and god only knows what other people were down there anyway.
I remember sitting there with my eyes wide open and all that came out was a very breathy "WOW". I quickly explained to the girls what had happened at the Hotel on the Friday night - how I'd seen this very bright light in the sky coming closer and closer to me and then how the next memory I had was or waking up in bed to the cleaner coming through the door on the Sunday morning!! By now everyone was just was wide-eyed as I was and wanted to know everything that I had remembered about what happened. So without hesitation I started to blurt out the series of events at such a speed that it was almost like I felt that if I didn't get it "out" it just might disappear from my mind again! The very first thing I remembered was that one second I had been sitting in the chair watching the light and the next moment I was aboard something that looked like a spacecraft. Immediately ahead of me where a bunch of people... Remember this happened in an instant so I was in a state of utter shock to find myself in this position, I was terrified, disorientated and like a cornered rabbit as I found myself standing there facing these people ... I had no idea how got there, no idea who these people were. There were two men and three women - the men were the closest to me, and the women were just a few feet behind them, standing more or less side by side. In hindsight they didn't look menacing at all, in fact they were the most beautiful people I'd ever seen. They all had yet black hair, and the most pearl/blue piecing eyes I'd ever seen, their skin was extremely pale and their complexions flawless... But just because they were good looking didn't mean they weren't out to "get me", so when I
realized that I had my bag with me I dived into it and grabbed hold of a large pair of scissors that I always carried around with me. I dropped the bag to the floor and held the scissors in both hands straight out in front of me ... this was the only weapon I had and by god I was going to use it if they came any closer to me. I then said in the most
authoritative manner that I could muster "don't come near me, don't come any closer" "I'll use this, I swear I will", "don't come any closer". But instead of getting the desired result in having them take me as a serious threat to their well being as I was hoping to relay. The man nearest me merely smiled... it was the kind of smile you give to a child when it's being naughty and you know it's trying to understand a situation that is beyond it... Still smiling that warm, gentle smile, he then very slowly began to raise his arm until it was straight out in front of him.... then he simply raised his hand so that his palm was straight out in front of me... I couldn't believe my eyes... the scissors which I was holding out were only a few feet away from the palm of his hand and as if they were melting, I watched in amazement as each part of the
sucker ends started to roll back in a curling motion... I could not believe what I was witnessing! They kept on curling until they were both wound up in the tightest curl you could imagine... my "weapon" no longer existed... they had made their strength obvious to me and I
realized it was pointless to continue holding up the now completely malformed scissors... I remember the thought "well I'm going to keep these!!" flashing through my mind so I quickly bend down and shoved them into my bad... "they would be safe there I thought" ... boy I wanted to keep them! With that safely tucked away I stood up and again faced the man who had totally
annihilated my "weapon". They all looked rather amused really, which made me slightly pissed off... I mean chuck them in a strange place with strange people and see how they'd react. The man closest to me was the only one to speak. He said "don't worry we're not here to hurt you... we only need to look at something" "there is no need to worry, you will be alright, I promise". At that moment I resigned myself to the situation.... besides there was absolutely nothing that I could do about it anyway - so I thought I might as well try to calm down and just deal with it.
After all, they looked harmless enough .... I blurted out all kinds of questions to which I got very few answers "who are you?" "how did I get here" "what do you want with me" "WHO ARE YOU?" The only one who spoke to me was the same guy who was the nearest to me. He said "don't worry about it, you won't be here along, you don't need to worry about all of that". Ummm well pardon me for asking!! I was quite annoyed at being brushed off so quickly but I could see that he had no intention of explaining anything to me so I asked "you said you need to look at something, what is it, what do YOU WANT?". With that he said "we just need to look at your hands"... well I really thought that was stupid... what on earth could they possibility want to look at my hands for. Sounds absurd to me! With the puzzled look on my face his smiled seemed to deepen (well I'm glad he finds it amusing because I sure as hell don't). He then gestured for me to follow him as he moved up past me along was I can only describe as a corridor that had a slight elevation upside... he only went about 10 feet and stopped pointing to the left where there was an alcove. It wasn't a room, just an indentation off from the corridor. There was a little machine there that had what looked like a mirrored surface - it was about 2 foot by 2 foot. He asked me to place my hands on top of the machine as he needed to get a record. This time it was me who was amused.... I come all this way, am on some kind of spaceship and all they want to do is photocopy my hands LOL!. But I did as he asked and placed my palms on the mirrored surface.. as expected it felt just like a mirror, quite cold to the touch and very smooth. He didn't need to press anything as the machine breathed life the moment I'd got both hands pressed down onto it. After only a few seconds he said they had what they needed and for me to take my hands off and please wait there. He then walked back down the corridor and I stepped back out also but stayed where I was, not walking the few feet to where the others were. He had something in his hands I gathered was the image of my palms and they gathered round as they showed them all. They seemed to get extremely excited about something, and kept pointing to the small flat dark image he had in his hand. I wondered what on earth was causing so much fuss and had a quick look at my palms... no nothing weird there! Years later when I first visited a palmist I found out that I indeed did have a very unusual marking in the centre of my right hand. It is a point that has six lines that interceded all in the centre, creating a perfect cross n the dead centre of my palm. It is like the Star of David. After looking at it for a few moments the man looked back at me and again gestured for me to follow him. This time we went further along the corridor, probably about 50 feet or so, and as it was in a spiral we soon left the other people behind as we walking onwards, up and around. He stopped beside a room that was off to the right and told me please wait there, they would be sending me home soon. So I entered the room and he left me completely alone. The room was the oddest shape I've ever seen, the best I can describe it is that it was like half a diamond, with slanting walls and ceiling. To one side of the curved room there was a place to sit down which I did. There was nothing much to look at there, no windows, and the entire room was a very odd red/rust colour which I found quite irritating after awhile which was the reason I decided I'd do a little exploring of my own since they'd left met here on my own for quite some time now. I got up and moved to the doorway... to my left was were I'd come from and that slanted downwards... to my right was the corridor which kept winding upwards. I looked to my left and made the mental note that "they were in that direction... so I'd go the other way". So I quickly snuck out and headed off up the right. I didn't pass any doors or exists or anything....the corridor just kept on going up and up and up. I wondered where on earth this was leading me and I had a pang of fear start to creep over me "what happens if I'm going off to another ship... what if I run into others like them"... I nearly turned back at that point but decided to press on just a few more yards. And boy was I glad I did!! The corridor came to an abrupt end as opened up to a very large room... it was nearly pitch black in there and the only thing in the entire room was a very comfortable looking recliner chair! There was no one around so I walked straight in and up to the side of the chair. As I got near I slide my fingertips along the left side of the armrest and got the shock of my life when the room seemed to "change" as I'd touched the chair. I couldn't quite tell what had happened as I'd only just brushed my fingers over it... but I was certain that something happened to the ceiling and walls....So I put my hand on the arm of the chair and this time I left it there... instantly the walls and the ceiling seemed to become totally invisible... Shocked at what was happening I removed my hand in more of a "reaction" kind of movement. The moment my hand was removed from the chair the walls and ceiling want back to normal. Right I'd cottoned on now... so after a few more try's at placing my hand on the chair and removing it I understand that the two were intricately connected with each other. I decided I was going sit in the chair and see what happened. So I delicately climbed into it and lay back with both hands resting on either arm of the chair. This is where I find it so incredibly difficult to explain... No matter how many times I try and explain this I can never do the awesome spectacle of it justice... I was alone in the Universe... there were no walls, no ceiling, just the myself on the chair surrounded by the beauty of space. It was the most magical moment .... whoever designed something like that surely can't be all bad! I
immersed myself in the experience and hardly noticed that someone had now walked into the room with me... It wasn't till spoke that I
realized that same man who I had been dealing with was now telling me to get up off the chair and come back to the room where I was supposed to be waiting. He voice wasn't harsh... he was merely being firm with me to do as he asked. I reluctantly got out of the chair and watched the room revert back to normal as I slowly lost physical contact with it. I would never forget that room... never! He gestured for me to leave the room and go back down the corridor from where I came.... I existed the room and as I did so looked into his eyes... I was much closer now that I had been before when I had first seen those pools of pale blue... there seemed something very familiar about those eyes.. something very familiar about him also.... I just couldn't place it... I turned to walk down the corridor and just as suddenly as I had been plucked from my chair in the hotel I was now on the bed, laying flat out and being woken up by the cleaning lady who was unlocking the door. So we have come full circle now... after telling all of this to the girls, they looked at each other and almost
simultaneously said "where are the scissors??". I got up so fast I almost knocked the table on it's side.. I ran up the hall to where I'd dropped by bag and dived into the compartment where I'd placed them after they'd been "dealt to"... as I pulled them out I could hardly belief my eyes... the twisted metal was exactly how I'd remembered it... both sharp points had completely curled back on each other and wound themselves into the tightest metal curl I've ever seen. I stood up and walked back into the living room... Their eyes went straight to the scissors.. and the only words that were uttered were "OH MY GOD". We all stayed up that night discussing everything that had happened... they wanted to know everything... to hear it over and over again... That was over 20 years ago now and I still rate it high on my experience list. Although it was just the start of many to come.... I left Sydney 6 months after that event - when I arrived back in New Zealand the scissors were no longer in my suitcase. I have no idea where they are or what happened to them.... I wish to hell I did.
(See also references)
"As a focus for psychic phenomena, the UFOs evoke a deep emotional reaction in the viewer, but logical development of an investigation is prevented--or precluded--by the apparent violations of causality that surround it and by the sociological climate that is created. Scientists may be willing to interview a witness who has seen a landed craft, but he may not wish to talk to them....In any case, a pursuit of the rational study of the case is impossible. The lurid aspects of many such stories make their serious examination improbably, and this in turn reinforces the role of the UFO rumors as folklore, rich in new images."I will now explore the paranormal aspect of this UFO case study involving a Ms Karen Lyster, UFO contactee (see Section II, Section III, links below). Please select from the following menu, where will introduce you to some additional writings by Karen Lyster, as well as fresh insights offered by UFO Researcher, Christopher Montgomery
_____________________________ REFERENCES:THE INVISIBLE COLLEGE; 1975 Jacques Vallee; E.P. Dutton, New York