On the
night of January 17, 1997 Peter was granted
permission to stay overnight with his buddy
Steven. Both twelve year old boys live in Delta,
BC.
When the
boys were certain that Steven’s parents were
asleep they silently departed from the house. They
first headed for a nearby recreation centre and
watched the crowd engaged in various activities.
Bored
after a while they decided to visit a "fort" that
they had constructed in a nearby storage yard.
Around two a.m. they thought it prudent to head
for home. To accomplish this quickly required a
short cut through a large equipment yard. So
lifting the wire up on a chain link fence, they
slid underneath. The principal building had
spotlights attached, which illuminated a good two
thirds of the company property.
Crossing
a good half of the area they saw a very large
white shiny box. As they passed it they heard
something go "thump, thump" as if maybe an object
fell over inside the container. Right after that
came a noise similar to what you hear when you
open a can of pop, they said. Unable to determine
where or what all this was about, they moved on,
just in time to see a series of lights, red, blue,
green, in colour, reflected off a piece of
equipment across the yard. As if the lights were
moving slightly above them. Still unable to
determine where the lights originated, they
crossed the yard. At this point they entered a
portion of the company property that was lacking
in illumination. As they arrived at this location
they heard a lengthy high pitched modulating
screech that made the hair stand up on the boys
heads. Whirling around they saw, "three small,
naked pink babies", walking rapidly between some
items of equipment, quickly becoming lost from
view. This account has further features. Peter did
add that when he and Steven saw the "babies" they
noticed that they had no signs of a buttock
cleavage, nor visible evidence of knee joints,
fingers were not visible either, so maybe the
"little fellas" had on a one piece body suit?
Another
item they recalled was how warm it seemed at that
time. The predicted forecast temperature was -1
degree Celsius that night, hardly the sort of
weather to leave your sweater or jacket at home.
To cap
all this off, a maroon van suddenly roared around
the corner and came to a skidding halt. The
vehicles headlights illuminated the boys, the bald
headed driver remained immobile in his van.
The boys
at this point had as much as they could take. They
broke the world record for the half mile home,
moving up and over a six foot chain link fence
that had three strands of barbed wire on top!
They
arrived home much worse for wear, the time was
03:17. Running home had been incredibly difficult,
as their legs felt like lead. The very next
discovery was that they had an unimaginable
thirst, that they seemed unable to quench.
The boys
were so distraught, that they could barely contain
themselves. Steven dare not tell his parents about
the nights events, but told his uncle, who
replied, "that’s interesting".
Peter,
quickly re-evaluating life’s dangers, decided that
telling his mother at supper that night, (fifteen
hours later) was preferable to trying to bottle
all this mess up. The family thought the "baby"
part funny.
It was
Peter’s mother who contacted me the very next day
and described how her son’s voice was cracking
with emotion and his eyes were filled with tears.
During the recounting of the nights events Peter
drank two whole litres of liquid, much to his
mother’s astonishment. He also complained his eyes
hurt. The next day he was extremely lethargic. He
also developed a craving for salt that lasted
several days.
The
security guards account was less dramatic. This
gentleman who is I suspect a relatively recent
immigrant, is of mature years, possessing a basic
education, with a language capability that meets
his job requirements, but does not permit him to
engage in intricate conversation. His son
translated for me. This guard told me that his
duties require that he checks the yard area at
regular intervals and take note of specific
details. This gentleman uses a van as part of his
yard tour, matching the colour and description
provided by the boys. He is also bald. In my
personal opinion, I can’t see him driving in this
confined area where he would bring the van to a
gravel spinning stop. He isn’t the type.
Mr.
Quail said that he drove around the yard and into
the darkened and more congested portion of the
yard at 02:30. Leaving the van he took his
flashlight and proceeded on foot to complete his
rounds. Within a short time something whizzed past
his head and landed nearby with a thud. He thought
it was a stone. Unable to see the assailant/s he
retreated to the vehicle and returned to his
office. Shortly after he heard a car nearby
leaving at high speed. He assumed it was the
potential B&E artists. At no time did he hear
or see anything else. It is my conviction that
what he and the boys related, is the truth as they
can recall it. Incredibly all this took place in a
very active well travelled location, seemingly
with no additional witnesses. So what else is new?
Peter
has an older brother, Charles, who his mother
reports when four years old came into the house
talking about something in the sky he hadn’t seen
before. When she went out it had gone.
Both
boys over the years have experienced strange
disturbing and repetitious dreams. Told of
"clowns" at the window wearing masks. Seen very
bright lights over Burns Bog beaming down onto the
ground. Observed large lights for extended periods
over their house, silent and immobile.
Each one
possesses a strange lump in the same place. One
boy has a small lump behind his ear.
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