Secret life: firsthand accounts of UFO abductions (19 page)

Yeah, just floating in these things. The light shines up on them from underneath.

Is it one fetus per tube, or are the tubes filled with them?

One per. But the whole wall’s lined up.

How many would you estimate are in there?

Sixty, seventy, maybe more. The room has a blue glow to it from the water.

Do you hear gurgling and bubbling?

Yeah, it sounds like a fish tank.

… Are these fetuses resting on anything?

They’re just floating in it.

Is there anything attached to them?

Little wires. They’re about hand-sized, each of them.

How close are you to them?

I walk up to one and I look in to get a better look.

What do you see in there?

A little thing; it’s curled up.

Does it look like a human fetus?

A little. It’s just the eyes are different.

What color are they?

They look blue from the inside, but that could be from the water…. They’re veiny, though.

You can see veins in them?

Yeah, all over the place.

Are they red veins?

I can’t tell, it’s blue. They look blue….

Are these tubes made of glass, do you think?

It looks like glass, because I could see my reflection.

Okay, all the tubes are attached to a central machine, you say?

Yeah, like a monitoring unit, like life support or something.

What happens then?

Then he comes up behind me and grabs my shoulders and moves me toward the door.

(James Austino, 14, 1980)

I asked Karen Morgan about an incubatorium that was behind a “glass” panel.

It’s like a big bulging pane of glass. The room is like a big womb up there. There seem to be a lot of new babies in it.

Are the babies lying down?

They’re lying in… yeah, they’re lying in cradles or something—boxes, boxes.

Can you tell me how many there are in it?

God, it looks like there are fifty maybe, or a hundred, a lot. I mean, well maybe not a hundred. I don’t know—a lot. It’s really sad, they all look like they’re dead.

Do you see any movement coming from the babies?

I don’t see any. But I know they’re alive.

As you look do you see any… is this a room just with these boxes, or is there any other kind of… ?

I think there’s some kind of feeding device, but I’m not sure. There’s something very strange about the room, but I don’t know what it is. By this time I’m just absolutely exhausted, anyway. I’m too tired to even argue. I just want to lie down.

… Do you see any babies that are completely enclosed in something? In closed containers of sorts. Or are they all just open-air boxes?

They seem like they might be in water or something. Possibly.

Are they lying horizontally, or are they… ?

No, they’re curled up. You know, I think they’re little embryos, or big embryos, or fetuses, or whatever. The impression that I have is when I was in biology in college, and they used to have all the babies at every stage, in little jars, it was horrible. That’s what’s going on here.

Now, when you take a look at these jars or whatever, is that what… ?

No, they’re in boxes. It’s like the Museum of Natural History. I am reminded, I keep thinking of fish, fish, I keep thinking of fish. And I’m thinking of babies, and the way they have gills, and… I’m just so confused and tired, and I don’t care.

So, when you look at this nursery, are you seeing a sort of variety of babies, in different stages of development, or are they all sort of the same?

I think that it’s graded, sort of. That as you go into different areas there’s different stages, past certain areas. Oh, now I see why I didn’t want to remember this, too. When you see the kids it’s pretty weird. When you see the babies it’s weird, but when you see the little fetuses, there’s no doubt about what they’re doing.

And what do you think they’re doing here?

They’re breeding us. I mean, but there’s no doubt. I mean, as weird as the other stuff might, I mean, as much of the other stuff might seem not to leave any doubt either, this is absolutely clear. These are embryos they’re taking from human women, probably, and they’ve stuck them in there…. Some of them may be human babies, as far as I know.

(Karen Morgan, 32, 1981)

Anita Davis had the opportunity to see the Beings placing an em bryo that they had just extracted from her into a tank in an incubatorium. A Being had told her that other babies she had created were on board. She wanted to see them, and the Being obliged.

We just go out straight into this big area…. It seems to get brightly lit and very large and almost square, like a room, a big room. I think he says it would be impossible to see all of them that I had ever had a part in creating, because I started creating them when I was eleven. That’s too many. They’re not all there. They’re someplace else.

What’s in this room? Is this a big empty room?

There’s one row of, the whole wall is tanks, the whole wall of tanks, almost like fish tanks. Rectangular. We know what’s in them.

There’s liquid in them, you mean?

Mm-hmm, and little hybrid whatever-they-ares.

Mm-hmm.

I seem to have approached them with a positive attitude borne of familiarity, that they’re not hideous or horrible, because I’ve been there so much. Just like he [the Taller Being] is not hideous or horrible, it’s familiar…. I just walk almost up and down the rows looking at all different phases of development, and he points out, “This one’s yours.” I want to see which ones are mine.

He can tell that?

He can tell me, yeah—unless he’s doing it to humor me. It seems he’s very adept at pointing out, “This one is from a month ago.” There are five or six that are mine, right on that wall.

How are these babies in there? Are they suspended? Are they lying on the top?

I would say suspended and attached to the side, or almost attached by something, but it is not an organic something, like a cord…. It is something that sticks out, and they had plugged a little fetus thing onto it, and that’s what it’s growing on. That’s what provides food, and whatever.

Is the fetuslike thing in a little sort of sack?

Mm-mmm [No], just there. Almost inanimate. You can see bubbles, though. I don’t know if there’s a breathing process, but it’s
like fish tanks. They’re sort of “starey,” almost dead-looking. But they’re growing.

How many are there?

I would say a hundred.

Do you hear any noises, or not?

I get the impression that I hear a bubbling kind of, maybe the liquid inside moving somewhat, maybe a machine running the whole contraption. It does seem like real sound.

Okay.

It’s not water in there. It’s waterlike. It’s not solid, and it’s more solid than liquid.

It’s got a different consistency than water?

Yes. It’s like Jell-O before it’s set…. You could say it’s solid, but it isn’t. Or the stuff that you make from cornstarch and water that has three different consistencies.

Where is he? Is he standing with you while you’re observing this?

Mm-hmm.

When you walk into this room, are these tanks covering 360 degrees of the room?

It looks like just one wall, one side. That’s it. I don’t think they are anywhere else in the room. Just this one wall.

You say you basically see them in different stages of development?

Mm-hmm.

So I’m assuming they go from smaller…

Not in any order.

I see….

The little guy comes in another door while they’re standing here looking… [and] he walks over to a tank. It’s right about at his level. And I’m bending over watching this process. It’s like almost a spatula kind of thing.

Hmm…

How can he get into the tank? That’s what I don’t understand, because they’re all piled up. He reaches into the top, and has this thing in his fingers. He doesn’t have as many fingers.

What about the spatula?

It was to lift it [the embryo] up out of this dish, and to put it like this on two fingers…. And he attaches it to something around the middle of the tank. Like a little hose that comes out or something. I don’t know how he attaches it. There’s a sense of “There, there’s another one. I’m done with this job.” Then he goes away, the little guy.

Uh-huh.

There’s some excitement. It’s like I’ve never been allowed to see this before….

So if he puts it into a tank, are there other empty tanks there?

I think a few, not a whole lot. There’s some near the top that look just about fully formed, they’re bigger. So maybe there’s a big turnaround, I don’t know.

So when he puts it in, what does he do then?

He turns around and leaves.

(Anita Davis, 32, 1991)

In another child-presentation procedure, the aliens take the abductee into a room either singly or with a group of other abductees and show her a nurserylike area containing as many as a hundred babies. Abductees nearly always say that aliens attending the babies are females. The babies may be lying on a “bed” or on some sort of a holder. There might be many rows of them, with each row containing perhaps ten babies. More often than not, they are lying in hard, transparent boxes. Obviously not fetuses, these babies are old enough to live on their own. However, the babies appear phlegmatic and sickly.

Karen Morgan has seen nurseries on a number of occasions. The aliens usually show them to her with groups of other people. Typically, she is told that some of the babies are hers. She resists this idea and refuses to have her emotions swayed by it.

Then they took you through a hallway and brought you into this other room….

I’m in the nursery this time…. There’s lots of babies there.

Now, Karen, as you look at these babies can you tell me what they look like in terms of how they’re being held?…

… There’s attendants in the room, those creatures. I think they’re women creatures. I think of them as nurses. I know why, because I’ve seen them before. I think they’re the nurses.

You’ve seen them before in this nursery area, or somewhere else?

No, I’ve seen them in the nursery…. I see attendants in a room, and I don’t know how many—four, five, I don’t know. Sort of like, see, this is confused with our own nurseries because it’s
not maybe that different. They’re kind of bending over them, you know… but mostly they’re just sort of standing there, like they’re standing guard. They’re standing. They’re just standing.

Now, as you look at the babies, are the babies horizontal, or are they vertical, or… ?

Horizontal. But they don’t make baby noises like crying and stuff. I mean, it’s not like they’re crying. They should be crying, that many babies.

How many babies do you think there are there?

Twenty, thirty, I don’t know, a lot. Twenty?…

Are the babies… are their feet toward you, or are their heads toward you?

I wish I could see it better. The room’s here, I have this impression that, okay, I’m standing here and it’s like they’re, what’s the word, they’re lying like this, here’s their head and here’s their feet.

So they’re sort of horizontal to you.

Perpendicular to me. I think they might go in like a semicircle. I can’t see this very well. I don’t know why. It’s kind of frustrating, because I know I’m there but I can’t really see it.

Can you see what’s in back of you?

I’m very disoriented. I don’t… What I’m giving are impressions, they’re not really even…

That’s okay. Why are you observing this?

I don’t know! See, they don’t give me any reasons…. I think the two little things are still with me, but maybe the other one has come too, the thing I thought was a woman. And I say, “It’s a big incubator. It’s a giant incubator! My God!” She doesn’t say
anything. I say that, “Why are you showing me this?” She says I have to see it. But why? “Why do I have to see it?” “Because you’re involved with it.” “No I’m not. Oh no I’m not!” And she says, “Oh yes you are.” And I don’t like the way she says that. And I stand there and I’m staring at them, and I say, “Sorry, but you picked the wrong person. I don’t care about babies. I don’t even like babies.” I mean I’m giving it more coherence than I thought, you know, but I gave her that impression. She says, “That’s all right, you’re still involved. You’re still involved.” And right then I’m determined that I’m not going to let them use those babies to get to me, because I didn’t have anything to do with them. And there’s like a curtain that comes over me, and I just won’t let them use it.