The Andreasson Affair (16 page)

Betty:
They just bug their eyes out at me, and they crawl up and down those walls, in and out those windows. They are just there—all over the place. Big bug-eyed. And they can move their eyes any old place. Oh, I'm tired.

Later, I asked, “Did you
hear
anything, other than the voices in your mind? Did you ever hear any sound when you were going over the track—from the city, from the strange beings with the eyes?” Betty's answer was a simple no.

Then Betty saw another circular orifice dead ahead of them. She recognized it as the entrance to the tunnel.

Betty:
And we are still going through that red atmosphere. We're coming up to that
circle
again. And it's like a mirror. We're going to go through something like a mirror. I guess it's that same mirror. Somehow it's whirling, whirling, uh—what is it? A whirling circle somehow that is, like drawing us into that whirling circle, through that mirror. It's just whirling—keeps on whirling. And we're breaking through that mirror now. Doesn't hurt, but we're going through it!

In an instant, they were plunged into darkness. Once again, Betty glided along within the confines of the dark rock-hewn tunnel.

Betty:
And we are in that black…[
Pause
] blackness now. And we're just going along on that black walk, whatever it is. Can't see anything anyway, just their silver suits. I don't even see their heads, just the silver suit in front of me.

At this juncture, Harold interrupted Betty so that we could change the recording tapes.

Harold:
Betty, just relax, just make yourself as comfortable as you possibly can be. Just refresh yourself—let me just make you a little bit more comfortable.

After the tapes were changed, Harold prepared Betty for questioning: “Betty, you are following someone, and all you could see was the silver cape. Will you please continue?”

Betty quickly corrected him.

Betty:
It was not a silver
cape
that I was following. It was a silver
suit
!

Harold:
Oh, a silver
suit!
I'm sorry; continue.

Betty:
It was a silver—silver suit. And we are going along in this dark tunnel and, uh, we're just gliding along. And just keep on going and going and going, it seems like. We are in there a long time, it feels like.

Finally Betty glimpsed a shaft of light far up ahead. As they came closer, she was surprised to see a transparent door to the half-cylinder room. It had not been transparent before, when she had exited through it from the other side.

Betty:
And we are coming now to some light. And I see those glass seats again up ahead. Oh, that door, that end part is not silver—it's, uh, glass, ‘cause I can see through. It's like a glass, whatever it is—much glass. And we're getting closer to it, and the door is going up!

The three entered the room, and Betty watched curiously as the two little men took off their black hoods.

Betty:
We're inside that room, and they're stopping and they're getting off the thing. We're stopped, and they're removing those things—their hoods—and putting them down someplace. One's putting them on one side, and the other's on the other side.

Betty was somehow floated onto one of the strange glass chairs. It was different from the other chairs, in that it had inlaid metal strips on its arms and on its seat.

Betty:
We're right next to—oh no, they're setting me down in that strange seat there. That different one from all the others, with those buttons and those steel things there. I'm sitting down in it.… And they're putting my hands—oh.… [
Sigh
] They put my hands and arms on that thing.… And they're looking at me with their eyes somehow, for some reason, and—ah, oh-h-h-h-h!

Betty's body jumped violently—once, twice! The dual convulsions startled us. During a later debriefing, we asked her what had occurred.

Jules:
At the last session, your body actually jolted twice. What was happening then?

Betty:
When he touched that button. I don't know what the purpose was.

On the fourth chair was something that looked like a button. One of the entities touched it twice. Simultaneously, Betty had felt twin electrical shocks course through her body.

Ray:
Notice on the drawing of the chair. [See
Figure 24
on
page 75
.] You had buttons over here. The bars are here. Where were your arms in relation to the bars?

Betty:
I was on them, like that.

Ray:
Did the jolt come from the bars?

Betty:
The bars were metal, and they pressed down.

Ray:
So this was the metal part here?

Betty:
It was metal here [
points to arms of seat
] and a metal seat [
points to sitting area
].

Ray:
Okay, guess I didn't know that.

Jules:
Where was the glass?

Betty:
The glass was molded—or plastic, whatever it was—just like the other ones.

Ray:
It was covered with metal. In other words, the metal would be embedded?

Betty:
Yeah.

For a moment, during the original hypnosis session, I had thought that the entranced Betty had experienced a heart seizure. I breathed a bit easier when she began to speak again.

Betty:
[
Heavy breathing
] I hear a whirring sound…and he's opening up one of my eyes.

“When they put you on the chair with the buttons and the metal,” I told her later, “you were describing what had happened up to that point as if you could see it all. When you were jolted, you mentioned that you opened your eyes—which would indicate that you had closed your eyes at some point prior to that. When did you close your eyes? How could you describe all this with your eyes closed?”

Betty:
When I was on the seat, I did not have my eyes open. Then there were two jolts and they—opened my right eye, as my eyes were not open.

Ray:
Okay, so we know your eyes were closed when you sat down in that special chair with the buttons. Do you remember when they closed your eyes?

Betty:
Somehow they were closed. I don't know, because I saw him go over and touch something on the wall. I saw him touch the
buttons. After—I think after, or during the jolt—in between the two jolts, I think my eyes must have been closed because he came over and he opened my right eye. When I was in the first seat, I felt like I was being frozen. I felt frozen and becoming very heavy, like water was just—moisture was just being drawn from me somehow.

Jules:
Another thing—when you were in the capsule, did you notice anyone else in the seats?

Betty:
No, there was no one else there.

Jules:
You were the only one? All the other seats were vacant?

Betty:
Uh-huh.

Fred:
When you were in this vehicle that had the seats in it, could you sense that it moved? Could you tell whether you were going up or down?

Betty:
No, I couldn't tell up or down. It seemed like there was a whirling going on, somehow a whirling, but yet the room wasn't whirling.

Fred:
Did you feel like you were being pressed down in the seat—or did you feel like you were floating?

Betty:
When I got out of the seat, I felt floating.…

Indeed, Betty was removed from her “cold seat” by something that seems to have been an automatic levitation device.

Betty:
[
Heavy sighs
] He's shaking his head or something, and—standing there.… And they are touching something on the wall over there by the door. I'm just floating off that seat! I'm just floating down to
that chair
again. Oh, my feet and my hands feel so heavy!

Betty found herself seated in the immersion chair, and again subjected to its calming effects.

Betty:
They're snapping that seat in place. They are putting those things in my nose and my mouth.

The liquid again poured in around her. She experienced the same soothing vibrations.

Betty:
Oh, that feels good. [
Sigh
] That feels real good. They're putting, ah, that stuff all in it. It's getting, uh—and I'm breathing through the tube. It feels good, and they're putting that, like a whirlpool on. [
Whispers
] Oh, this is so good!

The entities called to Betty, again warning her that a liquid would flow into her mouth through the connecting tube. She was told to swallow.

Betty:
“What?” Okay.… They gave me some more of that—um, syrup. Mmmm, it tastes good and wakes me up like—very sweet. I can still taste that taste. Feels good and smooth. It's sweet, like a syrup, but it doesn't make me feel sick, ‘cause usually syrups make me feel sick if I have too thick a syrup on pancakes or something.

Betty became totally absorbed with the pleasant feelings that pulsated through her body, but she was jolted back to reality by a persistent tapping sound.

Betty:
They're tapping on that glass thing for some reason. And they are saying, “Betty, are you comfortable?” “Yes, I like it in here.” They said they are going to let me stay a few more moments.… Oh, feels good.

She later commented that this was one of the few times they had displayed overt concern for her welfare.

Betty:
They had kindness within them. They had obedience within them. They—uh, it was only a few occasions that I saw sensitivity in them—when I called out to Jesus, when I was getting changed—and, ah, also when I was in that seat where the liquid was coming in, they—seemed as if there was something special.

Virginia:
They treated you with a sort of—

Betty:
A lot more sympathy. On the way back, they were much more sensitive than the way going.

Virginia:
By sensitivity, you mean…?

Betty:
Sympathetic toward my feelings.

Soon Betty felt the level of the fluid lower around her immersed body.

Betty:
Here it goes. They're beginning to drain it. I can feel it going down. It feels funny when it drains. I can feel it at the top of my head—as it drains and releases, I can feel it just being lower and lower. Like a thick, thick thing—like an oil or something. Feels like my—whenever I have an oil bath, like I'm being coated by oil or something.… When I let the water out, and there's a film of oil on top of it as it drains down.

Betty watched the entities remove the tubes connected to her mouth and nostrils.

Betty:
Ah, it's down to about my waist now, and they're removing the mouthpiece, and the nose pieces.… It's down to the bottom because I can hear it unsnap and raise up. [
Sigh
] That was good. And they're just busy putting the stuff away, I guess—or doing something, raising it up with something or other. Goes up automatically, but just the hoses they have to put away.

By this time, Betty was quite sure she knew which chair they would put her in next. However, they put her in a different one.

Betty:
I'm just floating up. I'm going over to the chair in front of me. Wait a minute, I'm not going over to the front. They're putting me in the
first
one instead—and they're closing it down.

This chair, too, had a transparent enclosure that was lowered over Betty's seated body.

Betty:
And, ah, I'm just sitting there. And there's warmness there. I feel nice and warm. There's air coming in it, but this time I feel warm, not cold. It is very warm and [
Sigh
] I'm just sitting there and relaxing in the warmth of it. And there's air coming in it. I can hear the air this time, and, it's warm, very warm. I feel very comfortable—very comfortable there. I can feel the warm air blowing against me.

“On the way back,” Jules Vaillancourt later reminded her, “you sat in a different seat. Can you describe getting in the seat and the fact that the temperature change was different?”

Betty:
That was on the
other side
of that round cylinder thing.… I thought they started floating me toward the very same place… where I was frozen—but I went over to the first seat and—

Jules:
Why do you say frozen?

Betty:
Because I think that is what happened.

Jules:
You said it felt good.

Betty:
No, that's the first time. The second time, coming back, it was the warm air coming in that made me feel good. Maybe they were drying me off. I don't know—I was wet from that gray liquid.

The enclosure opened automatically, and Betty felt the chair swinging upward. A fixture swiveled over her.

Betty:
It's stopping now and the chair is swinging up automatically. And whatever that thing is up there, it's swiveled over, and is over me. And it's a bright purplish-color pink light shining down on me. Oh [
Sigh
], just a light. And out of that light is little tiny streaks again, like I saw when I was in that other place [the cleansing device]. It's a purple light, purple-pink, with streaks in that purple-pink light, and it's shining down on me. [See
Figure 35
.]

Betty's conscious recall was slightly more precise.

Betty:
After the seat went up, the swivel thing came over, and it changed form. It came down like this, and it had a gray, dark gray—almost a sort of black—glass on it, on the edges.… Then this purple light was coming down. Just like that bug catcher for insects, that purple light that comes down. As it came down further, it became pink and there were streaks, just light streaks, that just kept darting out of it—you know, from the whole thing. Just like the cleansing light, it had the same light streaks as that.