jak.themothmanprophecies-第25节

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　　At　first　the　Lillys　kept　their　sightings　to　themselves。　But　gradually　rumors　began　to　circulate　and　carloads　of　people　gathered　on　Camp　Conley　Road　every　night　to　watch　the　space　people　fly　by。
　　
　　〃We've　seen　all　kinds　of　things；〃　Mrs。　Lilly　said。　〃Blue　lights；　green　ones；　red　ones；　things　that　change　color。　Some　of　them　have　been　so　low　that　we　thought　we　could　see　diamond…shaped　windows　in　them。　And　none　of　them　make　any　noise　at　all。〃
　　
　　Automobiles　near　the　Lilly　home　began　to　stall　inexplicably。　And　the　Lillys'　little　ranch　house　became　haunted　soon　after　the　lights　started　their　nightly　fly…overs。　Kitchen　cabinet　doors　slammed　in　the　middle　of　the　night。　Once　their　living　room　door；　which　they　locked　with　both　a　chain　and　snaplock　at　night；　was　standing　ajar　when　they　got　up　in　the　morning。　They　heard　loud　metallic　sounds；　〃like　a　pan　falling；〃　and　Mrs。　Lilly　heard　〃a　baby　crying。〃　〃It　sounded　so　plain；〃　she　said；　〃that　I　looked　around　the　house　even　though　I　knew　there　was　no　baby　here。　It　seemed　to　e　from　the　living　room　。。。　only　a　few　feet　away　from　me。〃
　　
　　One　of　my　sillier…sounding　questions　is：　〃Did　you　ever　dream　there　was　a　stranger　in　the　house　in　the　middle　of　the　night？〃　When　I　directed　this　question　at　the　Lillys；　Jackie　Lilly　urged　her　quiet　sixteen…year…old　daughter；　Linda；　to　tell　about　the　〃nightmare〃　she　had　had　that　March。　She　was　reluctant　to　discuss　it；　but　with　a　little　coaching　from　the　sidelines　she　explained　how　she　woke　up　one　night　and　saw　a　large　figure　towering　over　her　bed。
　　
　　〃It　was　a　man；〃　she　said。　〃A　big　man。　Very　broad。　I　couldn't　see　his　face　very　well　but　I　could　see　that　he　was　grinning　at　me。〃
　　
　　〃Jim　was　working　on　the　river　that　night；〃　Mrs。　Lilly　added。　〃And　Linda　woke　me　up　with　a　terrible　scream。
　　
　　She　cried　out　there　was　a　man　in　her　room。　I　told　her　she　was　dreaming。　But　she　screamed　again。〃
　　
　　〃He　walked　around　the　bed　and　stood　right　over　me；〃　Linda　declared。　〃I　screamed　again　and　hid　under　the　covers。　When　I　looked　up　again；　he　was　gone。〃
　　
　　〃She　came　running　into　my　room；〃　Mrs。　Lilly　said；　〃She　cried；　There　is　a　man　in　my　room！　There　is！'　She's　refused　to　sleep　alone　ever　since。〃
　　
　　When　I　asked　for　a　description　of　the　stranger；　Linda　said　she　thought　he　had　been　wearing　a　〃checkered　shirt。〃
　　
　　Bedroom　phantoms　in　checkered　shirts　are　old　hat　to　investigators　of　psychic　phenomena。　I　have　e　upon　this　again　and　again。　So　often　that　I　have　written　long　articles　about　it。　In　some　cases　these　ghosts…in…plaid　are　acpanied　by　the　odor　of　hydrogen　sulfide　and　sudden　chills　or　sudden　blasts　of　heat；　while　other　episodes　are　probably　purely　hypnopompic。　That　is；　they　are　the　residue　of　dreams　which　overlap　briefly　into　the　waking　state　。。。　a　phenomenon　well…known　in　psychiatry　and　parapsychology。
　　
　　I　once　enjoyed　a　hypnopompic　experience　myself。　In　the　winter　of　1960…61　I　contracted　walking　pneumonia　。。。　and　I　walked　with　it　until　I　dropped。　Early　one　morning　while　I　was　still　quite　sick　and　my　system　was　laden　with　antibiotics　and　drugs　I　woke　up　and　saw　a　large　black　form　hovering　at　the　foot　of　my　bed。　It　wasn't　a　man　in　a　checkered　shut　but　was　roughly　the　shape　of　a　Coca…Cola　bottle。
　　
　　〃What　do　you　know？　I'm　having　an　hallucination；〃　I　told　myself　as　I　lifted　my　head　and　studied　the　apparition。　The　blob　slowly　receded；　growing　smaller　and　smaller　until　it　disappeared。　The　experience　was　never　repeated。
　　
　　II
　　
　　Drasin　and　Estrella　returned　to　New　York　City　in　late　March　while　I　decided　to　remain　on　in　Point　Pleasant。　Dan　was　convinced　that　something　exceptional　was　happening　in　the　Ohio　valley　and　he　planned　to　collect　a　camera　crew　and　return。　We　had　seen　a　number　of　odd　aerial　lights　but　the　oddest　of　all　was　so　bewildering　I　didn't　even　bother　to　take　notes。
　　
　　We　were　standing　on　a　hilltop　outside　of　Point　Pleasant　one　night　when　Mrs。　Hyre　called　our　attention　to　a　bright　red　light　slowly　moving　toward　us。　It　had　the　shimmering；　prismatic　appearance　of　the　classic　UFO　light　and　Dan；　who　was　a　student　pilot；　agreed　it　wasn't　a　plane。　No　normal　wing　lights　or　taillights　were　visible。　The　sky　was　crystal…clear　and　there　was　only　one　small　cloud　overhead。　The　light　moved　very　slowly　and　appeared　to　be　at　a　low　altitude。　There　was　no　sound　whatsoever。
　　
　　We　watched　as　the　light　slowly　approached　the　little　cloud　and　disappeared　into　it；　or　over　it。　Then　we　waited　for　it　to　reappear。　Seconds　ticked　into　minutes。　The　light　did　not　e　out　from　behind　the　cloud。　〃Maybe　it　went　straight　up；〃　Mary　suggested。
　　
　　Suddenly　there　was　the　distinctive　drone　of　an　airplane　engine　and　the　obvious　silhouette　of　a　small　plane　emerged　from　the　cloud；　wing　and　taillights　flashing。　It　buzzed　off　at　an　altitude　of　three　or　four　thousand　feet　And　we　laughed　at　ourselves；　momentarily　convinced　that　our　UFO　had　just　been　an　airplane。
　　
　　However；　the　more　I　thought　about　the　incident　the　more　incredible　it　seemed。　We　should　have　been　able　to　see　the　plane's　silhouette　clearly　before　it　entered　the　cloud；　and　it　should　not　have　taken　so　long　to　pass　through　such　a　small　cloud。　Something　was　definitely　out　of　kilter。
　　
　　Later；　I　began　to　study　the　mystery　airplanes　and　phantom　helicopters　that　have　appeared　all　over　the　world；　and　several　reports　of　UFOs　that　seemingly　turned　into　conventional　airplane　configurations　surfaced。　One　of　the　most　recent　es　from　Canada　where　a　group　of　out…doorsmen　on　the　Cowichan　River　in　British　Columbia　watched　a　low…flying　object　in　October　1973。　（1）
　　
　　〃It　didn't　make　a　sound　and　it　was　something　we　had　never　seen　before；〃　one　of　the　witnesses　reported。　〃There　were　three　red　lights　rotating　around　the　top　part　and　there　were　blinking　red　lights　going　in　the　opposite　direction　around　the　middle　part。　There　was　another　light　at　the　very　top…a　red　flashing　one。
　　
　　〃Then；　from　the　bottom；　a　white　light　shone　out　like　a　spotlight。　It　moved　its　beam　up　the　river　as　if　it　was　looking　for　something。　By　this　time　we　were　all　pretty　scared。　We　thought　sure　the　others　at　the　camp　must　have　seen　it；　too；　but　afterward　they　said　they　hadn't　seen　a　thing。　
　　
　　
　　
　　＇1＇　John　Magor；　ed。；　Canadian　UFO　Report；　No。　16；　Box　758；　Duncan；　B。C。；　Canada。　
　　
　　
　　
　　There　was　a　bend　in　the　river　between　us　so　I　couldn't　say　for　sure　whether　they　did　or　not。〃
　　
　　The　witnesses　claimed　they　got　a　good　look　at　the　thing；　that　it　was　circular；　about　eighty　feet　in　diameter；　hovering　about　two　hundred　feet　in　the　air；　and　had　been　in　view　for　a　full　fifteen　minutes。
　　
　　How　did　it　depart？
　　
　　〃Well；　if　we　told　people　about　this；　they'd　think　we　were　crazy；〃　the　witness　said。　〃But　all　of　a　sudden　it　looked　as　if　it　had　turned　into　an　airplane。　It　made　a　noise　like　a　plane　and　it　looked　like　a　plane；　only　all　the　lights　went　out　except　for　a　little　red　one。　It　went　right　past　us　and　disappeared　over　the　trees。〃
　　
　　Throughout　West　Virginia　I　had　heard　stories　of　large；　gray；　unmarked　airplanes　hedgehopping　the　treacherous　hills。　I　knew　the　air　national　guard　kept　some　cargo　planes　at　the　Charleston　airport　and　that　some　training　flights　involved　hedgehopping　to　keep　below　radar　beams。　But　none　of　the　flights　reported　to　me　proved　to　be　the　work　of　the　national　guard。
　　
　　Drasin　and　Estrella　had　hardly　started　out　for　New　York　when　all　hell　began　to　break　loose。　Late　on　the　afternoon　of　March　31；　a　workman　in　the　Point　Pleasant　lumber　yard　saw　a　glowing　object　hovering　over　the　home　of　Mrs。　Doris　Deweese。　Shortly　afterward；　Mrs。　Deweese　watched　a　luminous　object　zip　across　the　sky　and　crash　into　a　small　shack　on　a　neighboring　hillside。　The　shack　housed　the　transmitter　for　Sheriff　Johnson's　police；　radio。　It　started　to　burn。
　　
　　What　followed　was　straight　out　of　the　Keystone　Kops。　The　police　and　fire　department　rushed　to　the　snow…covered　hill　and　bogged　down　on　the　mushy　dirt　road。　There　was　much　frantic　scurrying　and　cursing　as　the　men　battled　the　blaze。　Part　of　the　hillside　was　badly　scorched。　The　transmitter　inside　the　shack　was　not　affected　by　the　fire　but　it　was　burned　out；　as　if　it　had　been　struck　by　lightning。　So　in　the　critical　days　that　followed；　the　sheriffs　department　was　without　its　main　transmitter。
　　
　　I　was　disenchanted　with　the　TNT　area　because　of　the　crowds　that　were　now　streaming　back　there　nightly　to　watch　for　the　newest　sensation…flying　saucers。　I　started　searching　for　a　private　place　where　I　could　carry　out　my　observations　quietly。　Don；　Dan；　Mary；　and　myself　had　interviewed　a　number　of　people　in　the　little　munity　of　Gallipolis　Ferry；　a　couple　of　miles　south　of　Point　Pleasant　on　Route　2；　and　I　had　been　impressed　by　their　testimony。　House　lights　frequently　dimmed　there　and　television　sets　often　acted　up　late　at　night。　Great　blobs　of　light　had　been　seen　on　top　of　the　wooded　hills　in　the　sparsely　settled　animal　preserve　called　the　Chief　Cornstalk　Hunting　Grounds　just　south　of　the　village。　One　resident　was　having　trouble　with　poltergeist　phenomenon　。。。　lights　moving　through　his　house；　rappings　on　the　doors　and　windows；　the　sounds　of　babies　crying