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"Now I want you to go back to the point where you are having these images. And
it's going to be like slow motion now. Everything's going to be going very
slow, very slow, very slow. And very dear. Very clear. Tell me what you see."
"The world turns into a whole red ball of fire. It just seems to burst into
flames like a little ball of gasoline out in the middle of the sky. And all
these . . . smoke . . . things start shooting off it . . . like great horns
made of smoke. And we're all there, down there in the red fire, in the middle
of it. Then I see that thing on my head and it's gone. Picked it up off my
head.
Now I'm scared of him again. Now I see . . a park.... My little boy is sitting
there on the grass
. . . he's all wobbly, and he's like he can't move his arms right. He's all
wobbly and his eyes look funny." (They appeared entirely black, without any
whites at all.) "I have to go over and pick him up and help him. If I don't
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help him, he's gonna die. [Long pause.]"
(At this point there followed upsetting images of my father's death, images
that did not reflect what really happened, but rather my fears about what
might have happened.)
"And he puts that thing down on my head again. 'I miss you, Daddy. Oh, God,
Daddy, why did you die? [Gasps.] Daddy, why . . . why  I just never got to
know you, Dad.' Oh.
God, my poor dad, died a hard death. Oh, she couldn't help him. It's my dad
dying and my mother's sitting there staring at him like he was a little
animal. Why couldn't she at least give him a good-bye kiss or something? I
never knew it was like that." (I saw a clear image of my father lying on the
couch in our old den, his head thrown back, gasping and choking. My mother was
beside him in a chair, watching, too afraid to move. This was totally
different from the scene she described, which was what would have been
expected from the gentle and loving relationship that had emerged as his life
came to its close. The image, though, was deeply shocking to me, and so real
that I felt as if I could step into the scene. I then emerged spontaneously
from hypnosis once again. It is very unusual to do this, especially from a
deep trance like the one Dr. Klein had induced. It was an indication of the
extreme severity of the emotions I was reliving.)
"Did that make sense?"
"Did it make sense to you?"
"Yes, it damn well did. It's a picture of my dad, lying on a couch going like
that 
gasping  jerking . . . and my mother's sitting in a chair, watching. And he
dies."
"Did it actually happen?" '
"I don't know. It's not the story she told. Maybe it's something I fear might
have happened."
"Was your mother uncaring about your father?"
"No. They had their ups and downs in their marriage, but they were married for
nearly fifty years, and I didn't think she was uncaring about him at the end."
Budd Hopkins: "So you feel these thoughts were maybe your thoughts?"
"They were my thoughts. They were definitely my thoughts. I mean, it sure as
hell wasn't his father. He's pulling this out of my head is what  he's
pulling it out of my mind. He's pulling things like my fear  perhaps there's
a suspicion. First of all, when I saw that picture
I felt an agony, because I never felt I got close to my father. My dad was
distant. He was a loving father, but he always held something back. you know.
He was from a very reticent generation. Rural Texans were very inward people.
I guess I feel a little bit of guilt about that, or something. You know, I
don't know what to make of all this. Do you suppose? I just don't know what to
make of it."
"I don't really know what to make of it either, but it certainly sounds as if
 "'
"It's just  "
"You were opened  "
"It's so unexpected. This is the last thing I would have thought would have
come out of me. And what's weird about it is, why would someone come from a
flying saucer and evoke that kind of impression in me? What possible reason
would they have?"
Budd Hopkins: "Well, that's not to find out now. That's speculation down the
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