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The Masked Marvel - Part Three


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From the time Beth nodded her head, Dr. Ormsby took less than a minute to induce Beth into an hypnotic state. Jennifer took another few moments to deepen the condition of hypnosis before proceeding.

"Beth," Jennifer asked, "do you remember being in the office of David Phelps today?"

"Yes," Beth said.

"Why did you go to his office, Beth?"

"I...I was upset...upset and afraid."

"Why were you upset and afraid?"

"Something...happened," Beth responded.

"What happened?" Jennifer probed.

"Ahhh...I don't know."

"Beth, just before something happened, what were you doing?"

"Walking."

"Where are you walking to?" Jennifer inquired.

"...nowhere...just walking."

"In what place are you walking, Beth?"

"The ravine."

"Where is this ravine?"

"Near...behind my house," Beth replied.

"Why did you go to the ravine?"

"...like it...trees...water...birds...helps me think."

"Were you thinking about something in particular during this walk, Beth?" Jennifer asked.

"Yes," she answered.

"What were you thinking about?"

"...Brian...David's visit," Beth said.

"Beth, who is Brian?"

"Brother," came the one word response.

"What visit of David's are you thinking about?" Jennifer queried.

"...to see Brian...in prison."

"What are you feeling during your walk, Beth?"

"...happy...hopeful," she affirmed.

"What are you seeing in the ravine?"

"...grass...feet...path...," Beth informed her.

"Whose feet do you see?" Jennifer wanted to know.

"Mine."

"Beth, what do you hear while walking in the ravine?"

"Train whistle...faraway...water...brook...birds ... ahh...something else...to my right...I don't...know ...coming closer," Beth related.

"What do you do when you hear something to your right in the ravine that is coming closer?" Jennifer asked.

"...begin to look...want to find out what's coming...," Beth indicated.

Beth begins to gasp and try to catch her breath. She seemed to sway a little in the chair.

"Beth, why are you having difficulty breathing?"

"....don't know...can't get enough air...throat ...something's wrong."

"What else are you feeling, Beth?"

"...dizzy...very dizzy...everything's swirling," Beth managed, between labored gulps for air.

"Beth, what happens next?" Jennifer requested.

Beth was silent. She was squirming slightly in her seat. She shook her head, stopped, and then shook her head some more.

Finally, she said in a somewhat more intense tone of voice than previously had been the case: "No...no... don't...please." She fidgeted in her seat some more and, then, became silent and still again.

"What do you see, Beth?"

Beth licked her lips. "....ahh...ahh...bright lights...they're hurting my eyes."

"How does your body feel, Beth?"

"It's...ahh...it's...ahh...I don't know...some kind of vibration...ahh...something's humming."

Beth was silent for a few seconds. Eventually, she said: "I'm floating through the air...must be dreaming ...can't move...feel...feel paralyzed."

"Do you see anyone near you, Beth?" Jennifer inquired.

Beth made some struggling motions with her head. She rolled her eyes first to the left, and, then, to the right. "...lots of little children or men or something... ahh...they look very strange."

"Can you describe them, Beth?"

Again, Beth looked both left and right. "...short... skin looks greyish...heads are quite big...ahh...sort of pear shaped...can't see any ears...huge eyes...very black...don't like looking in them...frightening."

Next, Jennifer asked: "Are they saying anything to you, Beth?"

Beth shook her head. "No...no words...their thoughts...thoughts are in my mind...mouths don't seem to move."

"What are their thoughts saying to you, Beth?"

"Telling me not to worry...won't hurt me...ahhh... everything will be alright."

"Are they taking you anywhere, Beth?"

Beth's head moved around a little. Her eyes were searching here and there.

"They are taking me to a ship of some kind," Beth said finally.

"Can you see the ship, Beth?"

She nodded her head.

"What does the ship look like?" Jennifer inquired.

Beth was silent for ten seconds or so. "...very big...looks like a thick dish or saucer...silvery."

"How do you get to the ship, Beth?"

"Ahh...bluish light is all around...seems to be carrying me upward."

"Beth, tell me what takes place in the ship," Jennifer directed.

"... taking me to a large room...ahh...like...like doctor's examining room...putting me on table...room is cold...light is bright...but can't see where its coming from...."

Beth begins to move around in her chair. She is grimacing.

"What is happening on the table, Beth?"

Beth continued to squirm and struggle in her seat throughout her description of what was happening to her during this aspect of her account. Sucking in her breath, Beth said: "...hurting me...ahh...using instruments...going into me...ooh... painful...," and, then, expelling her breath, she indicated: "taking... ooph...samples...."

Jennifer told Beth to relax and breath easily. She also told her to go forward to the time when the procedures on the ship have been completed.

"What took place immediately following the examination on the ship, Beth?"

"...images...thoughts...ahh...being sent...too much."

"What are the images and thoughts about?"

"...future...disasters...dying planet...ahhh...want me to...to teach others...telling me...I'll remember later," Beth said.

"Alright," Jennifer announced, "I want you to return to the present time, Beth. You are back in my office with David and myself.

"I'm going to count to three. When I reach three, Beth, you will awake relaxed and refreshed, feeling safe and secure. Do you understand what will occur when I count to three?"

"Yes," Beth replied.

"Good," Jennifer indicated. "One...two...three, awake Beth."

On the count of three, Beth opened her eyes, blinked them a few times, looked at Jennifer, then me, and smiled. She stretched a little.



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