Barbara: The Story of a UFO Investigator

by Fielding, Peggy; Bartholic, Barbara

  When she awakened she had puncture marks on her right knee and significant boils in her pubic area and under her right breast. She had felt paralyzed with fear the night before because she had seen lights and had felt flutters of activity around her room. Because of her uneasiness she had walked through the house, going from room to room but had been unable to actually see or hear anything suspicious so she had gone on to bed.

  When she had returned to her own bedroom she looked toward the window and as she slid into the bed she could see tiny sparkling diamond-like lights coming through the windowpane near her bed. They were so pretty, so fascinating, that she could only stare. As she continued to stare the tiny lights turned into a larger orange light. The following extremely alarming words are from Nina’s audio transcript explaining what had happened to her the night before.

  NINA: I could hear something behind me just over my shoulder as I walked through the house. I looked back continuously. Nothing. So I went to bed. As I stared at the fascinating diamond lights the tiny lights began to change into a big orange light. I saw a face in the big orange light, a wrinkly, ugly face. The whole mouth was awful, sagging and ugly, ugly. Awful. I felt as though people were there in the room with me. I got scared so I pulled the covers up over my head. It seemed I was being carried out as though I had died or something.

  Then I saw the big orange light again, It seemed as though my head was being covered because they didn’t want me to see what they were doing. The gray alien beings tied a tube around my head, like a thin rubber inner tube. I don’t know that it was rubber but it felt that texture. They made it real tight across my eyes. It felt as if they were taking liquid out of my head. (Begins to cry) And it hurt. It hurt so bad. (Sobs and cries.)

  BARBARA: It’s okay now. It’s okay. Let’s continue. I’m right here with you. You’ll be all right.

  NINA: I see that light and I don’t want to see it anymore. I don’t want to see it. (Screams and cries.)

  BARBARA: You don’t have to see it. Disengage from looking at the light and remove yourself from it.

  NINA: (Crying) I’m scared. I’m really scared.

  BARBARA: You’re okay. You’re okay, Nina.

  NINA: I don’t want to do that. I don’t want that to happen to me. Please.

  BARBARA: Do you want to try again to see what was going on? Let’s just go on and try one more time...

  NINA: No!

  BARBARA: Okay, you don’t have to but you have the right to know what’s happening. I want you to ask whoever is doing this to you, how you can protect yourself, what you could do to keep this from happening to you if you don’t desire it? Tell me. How can you keep it from happening?

  NINA: I can’t keep it from happening. I can’t stop it. That’s the answer. I can’t keep it from happening. I can’t. (pause) They’re trying to match our blood.

  BARBARA: Can you receive anymore on that? Why are they trying to match our blood?

  NINA: They won’t tell me. “Trying to match our blood,” is all they’re telling me.

  BARBARA: Is there a question you want to ask?

  NINA: I want to know, what are those puncture marks on my knee?

  BARBARA: Okay, let’s find out. Let’s see what is happening to your knee.

  NINA: They’re putting... they’re either putting something in or taking something out. Some fluid. Fluid. Fluid. Out of my knee. It’s like they’re using a medical device that is like a straw to suck fluid right out of my knee. It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt, but they’re taking the fluid right out of my knee. They’re checking my chemicals. They’re taking my liquid. The liquid is clear. It’s not like blood. I don’t know if they’re taking it out or putting it in. It’s clear and bubbly, like a solution of some sort. They want to see what my blood does as it mingles with this solution, to find out whether it will work for whatever they are doing.

  BARBARA: From which knee are they drawing the fluid?

  NINA: From my left knee. They had to do it twice because the first one they put in was right on that knee bone. They couldn’t do it there. They had to move slightly to a place where there was a little fat so they could put the needle in and more advantageously withdraw the fluid for themselves.

  (EDITOR’S NOTE: Medical technicians tell us that the fluid that surrounds the kneecap is a clear fluid called “Synovial fluid.” This liquid acts as a lubricant to allow easy movement of the joints.)

  BARBARA: Get to your right leg. What are the bruises on your right leg?

  NINA: They’re holding me down because they have to secure me. Their fingers are bruising my skin because they have to hold me in place.

  BARBARA: Everything’s okay. You’re doing a really good job.

  NINA: (Quite calm and lucid.) It doesn’t hurt except when they do my eyes. The eyes. Like a burning sensation. It’s like something I’ve never felt before. It’s awful. It’s the worst feeling I’ve ever had in my life.

  BARBARA: What are they doing with your eyes?

  NINA: They’re trying to take my eyes and remake them. They’re trying to see if my eyes will work with the alien body fluid. Put us into them and them into us so they can come out with our feelings and we can come out with theirs. I don’t know. But that’s what they’re doing. They’re making us into them and taking my fluids from me. They always take my eyes.

  BARBARA: How do they do that? Give me a description.

  NINA: They have this device… like a vacuum… very small. They put it right here. (She points to her eyeball and cries again.) It hurts right there where the eyebrow curves down. It’s hurting there. They’re scraping right there behind where my eye usually sits. They put the thing behind my eye. They take my eye out, put the device in back of my eyeball and it hurts. Then they put my eyeball back in.

  BARBARA: What are they doing behind the eyes?

  NINA: They’re trying to see if they can take our human chemicals. Fluids. I don’t know what you call it. Put the fluid into them, they have our feelings. Take our eyes, put their fluids into us. They’re testing. Experimenting. They experiment on us like the cattle. They’re testing our blood for what they have put in it. These punctures. They want to see if... I want to say... to see if we’re ripe! I don’t how else to put it.

  BARBARA: Can you tell me what you mean, “see if we’re ripe?”

  NINA: To see if we’re ready to be taken. If they think we’re ready to be taken they will take us. They’re working on us.

  BARBARA: They’re getting ready to take us? Where? Do you know?

  NINA: No I don’t know. They have many places.

  BARBARA: Why?

  NINA: We’re just going to be guinea pigs. We’re not going to be nothing else. That’s it. And they can do it. I am powerless when they come and they’re doing it all electronically. I know I have no right to say “no” to anything they want to do. They are working on our minds and on our souls.

  (NOTE FROM BARBARA: Nina and all the other abductees have told me there is no protection from these aliens nor from their abductions.

  This woman Nina, who has little formal education but who has an intelligent mind, has clearly defined what she learned. “They have mutilated not only cattle, but humans. They have killed people, used people, taken people, whose families still don’t know where they are.” Neither she nor any other person whom I’ve interviewed believes that we have any power at all to protect ourselves from these aliens.)

  NINA: They are trying to keep the human feelings that we have. They are trying to replace our body liquids so we can do their bidding. They believe what they are doing will better them. If they make a mistake during the experiments they have no regrets.

  BARBARA: What is their ultimate purpose?

  NINA: To try and get to the soul and the mind of every human. Some people have already been programmed into doing and saying things that normally they would not do or say. Now they’re working on our souls and our will power.

  (NOTE: One of the ways humans are being taken ov
er is through tiny electronic wires inserted into the areas between the toes.)

  On the night Nina and her roommate were taken from their car she and a group of about 10 to 20 men and women, no children, were taken to what appeared to be a box like vehicle. She didn’t know if the vehicle was up in the sky or on the ground. All the people in the group seemed to be solid middle class citizens who lived in and were abducted from her area of Tulsa. All were in the zombie like state.

  All the people in this group including Nina, were being fitted with minute wires the size of a paper cut or smaller.

  I knew she was telling me the truth. I have x-rays of the feet of some of my other clients which reveal the implants, the tiny wires, in the feet of the people. The wires are usually put between the toes. The wires are used by the aliens to understand what feelings and emotions the human beings are experiencing. They can also be used to inflict pain. The wires also connect the people as a unit. Through the wires they can be programmed as a unit. The people in Nina’s group still don’t know each other, and because their minds have been wiped clean of their experiences, they simply have no idea that they are part of a group that can be manipulated as a unit through those tiny insertions.

  This alien life form can now control our feelings and they can also absorb our feelings with these electronic helps. They experiment on us in the same way we experiment on animals. What could a monkey do when we (scientists) try to learn something by cutting into its body? Nothing, of course.

  While Nina was experiencing so much, her roommate Evelyn, was also enduring strange happenings. In a very few days after their initial contact from the car, Evelyn was contacted again at work. Even though she had a degree in psychology, she had taken a job as a manager at a certain corporation.

  She found herself alone in her office which was located in a warehouse building. On this particular day, she felt pain in her back, in the area of her kidneys. The warehouse, though none of the workers were there, seemed to be filled with “something.”

  EVELYN: I didn’t know what was going to happen. I kept walking back and forth through the warehouse and the office. Then suddenly I felt a separation between “me” and “me.” It was like I was going somewhere and someone was replacing me. I went back to get a Pepsi from the fridge. I was really thirsty, then I was stopped dead in my tracks. Everything was reversing. I was there and then I wasn’t there.

  It was like a physical shift. My heart hurt and I can’t explain the sudden pain in my kidneys.

  I sat down at my desk, then I heard a whirring noise and felt as though someone was laughing at me. Like they were playing a game with me and I felt they were winning the game. I became really upset, than really uneasy. Again I went into the warehouse then back to my office, seeing no one.

  Hours later as I sat at my desk, I don’t think it was me.

  BARBARA: You mean that the person carrying the Pepsi back to the desk wasn’t you?

  EVELYN: Yes, that’s what I mean. It wasn’t me.

  BARBARA: Where did you go?

  EVELYN: It was like I went into the atmosphere. I was just transformed. I want to talk to someone about the situation and I’m feeling really upset talking about this.

  They wanted to show me that they could replace me and no one would ever know. Not my family, not my friends, not even my employer. No one would know. And they made me watch it. I’m very upset. I’m so upset talking about this. (Sobs for a second.)

  BARBARA: Where were you watching yourself from?

  EVELYN: It was as if I went up high, as if I went up to the sky. Almost like looking down on the building in the office where I worked. They showed me how they could zero in on my office area, my space, where I thought I was sitting but it was like I was in the sky and watching myself on the screen. My surroundings were like metal, like silver. I was sitting in a semi-reclining metal chair. I was in that chair and I was watching me. I was watching me down at my desk.

  BARBARA: If you are looking at a person posing as you, what do you look like as you watch from the reclining chair?

  EVELYN: I look like I’m half asleep. I’m wearing this one-piece gown like one you get at the hospital, only it’s made out of cheesecloth. Oh. I feel very agitated. Out of control. Tired. Drugged.

  They came in to talk to me in front of that big screen.

  BARBARA: Give me a description of those individuals.

  EVELYN: A description of the aliens? One is tall with a hood, kind of lanky, like a grasshopper. He looks like a praying mantis.

  BARBARA: Was there anyone else?

  EVELYN: There were just the little ones. They’re short and gray. They don’t really communicate with you. They’re like robots. They don’t have minds of their own. They’re gray. Pointy ears, eyes slanted up, big and dark.

  BARBARA: What is the purpose of having you watch yourself on the screen?

  EVELYN: To show me I don’t have control. So that I know they can do whatever they want to do... not only with me but with everyone.

  BARBARA: How many humans do you think they are connecting with?

  EVELYN: Oh so many. So many more than I know. They know everything.( She sobs as she talks.) They send, like radio waves, they can communicate with people and the people don’t even know they are being communicated with. They can make us think things we wouldn’t normally think.

  BARBARA: Like what?

  EVELYN: Like maybe something alien related. Like bringing everyone to a low level of consciousness. So they can take over.

  BARBARA: Do you feel they want to take over?

  EVELYN: Yes. They want to rule. They want to rule. They want power. They want to rule everyone. Everyone. Not just us but other extraterrestrials. They want to rule. They always have to stay one step ahead of us, or one step ahead of the other extraterrestrials. They don’t like it when we start moving forward because then we know too much and we can evolve and make things better and they don’t want that to happen.

  BARBARA: What kind of thoughts do they put into people’s heads to keep them down?

  EVELYN: Depression, thoughts of everything going wrong. Suicide. You know, just as if there is no hope.

  BARBARA: Do they put thoughts of sexuality in people’s minds?

  EVELYN: Of course. Obsession.

  BARBARA: Do they have anything to do with causing disease?

  EVELYN: They can manipulate and instigate any condition, be it sexual, painful, any condition that causes highly charged emotions and feelings.

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  At that time, Nina and Evelyn clearly defined the problems we face. The reason the aliens are doing these things is to find out about human feelings. They can control our feelings and they can absorb out feelings.

  Look at it this way: The American public is fascinated watching TV, movies, etc. We experience feelings as we watch the actors on the screen. So, in the same way but much more in depth, this alien culture is able to absorb and feel through us. Therefore they need us and they use us in the same way we use our books, films and TV; To experience the feelings expressed in the story lines.

  Our technology follows the alien technology very closely.

  Might we, in the future, be doing to our own creations, (our own clones and biological machines), just what the aliens are now doing to us?

  Chapter 16

  OTHER CASES

  Dr. James L. Walden, author of The Ultimate Alien Agenda, was one of my clients before he wrote the book. His home in Eureka Springs, Arkansas was invaded by aliens and Walden was able to see, hear and feel their entry into his house. He was perfectly conscious of their presence but he found himself unable to move. He was taken to an underground lab of some sort where the little “grays” did unspeakable, sexually oriented things to him.

  After his first contact he found himself unable to concentrate, he cried constantly. He could remember much of what they had done to him. He couldn’t relax, or enjoy friends, or even eat. He couldn’t push the thought from his mind, An alien abducted me!
”

  As time went on, instead of forgetting his experience, he began to remember more and more. He’d never in his life had any interest in aliens, UFOs or science fiction. He began to question his sanity. He couldn’t even force himself to sleep in his regular bedroom. He moved to a guest bedroom and one night while he was lying in bed, waiting for sleep, a large, life-like image of George Washington was displayed just in front of his face. He heard a loud, forceful voice say, “George Washington was one of us. So are you. Accept!”

  As weeks went by his life gradually resumed some normalcy until he met a woman who also claimed to have been molested the night before by an alien. She told him she’d had many experiences starting seven years before. She’d decided she was insane and had committed herself to a mental institution. She also told him she knew someone who might be able to help him and that she would be contacting him again.

  Days passed and the woman did call. “I’ve talked to the alien—abduction researcher and she’s willing to talk with you.” And she gave him my name.

  I was happy to work with Dr. Walden over the months, by telephone or at my house. His case was so unusual (or perhaps so usual for abductees) that I took a special interest in it. Our first regression experience took more than five hours. Then we’d talked for two hours afterward. I remember what I told him before he finally went to sleep.

  “People usually feel quite different after their first regression.”

  I worked with this individual and he told me of his affinity for reptiles when he was a child. He told me a great many other things about his experiences, then told me he was going to write a book. He did and I was honored to be asked to write the Foreword for the book about his abductions and about his survival throughout the hundreds of alien contacts he endured.

  You may wish to read his book to get the whole fascinating story of what went on in his life and what his perspective on UFO aliens came to be. He and his best friend spent many a night and a number of weekends in my house where we regressed him often, then sat and talked for hours afterward. He tells a fascinating tale.