Posted by: cindybythesea | August 26, 2014

Dark Skies – Part 4 of 8

The problem with deception is that it so deceptive

It was early 1980’s and there wasn’t much available on the subject of UFO’s especially in Christian circles. At the suggestion of Mr. Fowler, we agreed to an afternoon of hypnotic regression to see if we could find out what had happened on that peculiar night in 1975.  Whether it was the right thing to do or not is debatable.  And, please, if you would –  refrain from doing so now as I am fully aware that there are many avenues for opening doors to the spiritual realm that are often better off left closed – and hypnosis is quite possibly one of them .  I don’t defend it but will not withhold it either as it is part of the story.  As I mentioned before we were naïve to these kinds of things back then  so a date and time were arranged to meet in Denver with noted researcher and author  Dr. Leo Sprinkle of the University of Wyoming.

It was a sunny afternoon in Colorado when we met with Dr. Sprinkle for a private session. We didn’t know quite what to expect but were hopeful that we would  find answers to many of our questions.  When our session ended a good three hours or so later, we were shocked at what we had learned.  Memories that had previously been hidden deep within the subconscious were now as readily available for recall as any other memory ….. and now brought to light  were more terrifying and strange than we could ever have imagined.


I sat in a chair nervously watching the proceedings. So many questions going through my mind.  What if there was nothing …. nothing to remember? Would we (would I)  be happy and relieved … or somehow disappointed?  What if it didn’t work?  Maybe hypnosis doesn’t work for everyone.  Perhaps this was a dumb (if not worse) idea and a huge waste of time.  I just didn’t know.

It wasn’t long before one of my first questions was answered. Under the expertise of Dr. Sprinkle a hypnotic state was achieved very quickly and within a very few minutes we were suddenly catapulted back to 1975.  The  make and model of the car was recalled. What the dashboard looked  like, what time it was on the clock and what the radio was playing.  Again, this was present tense – what was being recalled was as if happening – NOW.  It was amazing! Talk about back to the future!

So far the tone of  voice is light and casual as he talks about going to visit his aunt and uncle.  No big deal …. just another late night drive down a long and lonely stretch of highway …. done it before ….. yawn.

Then….  suddenly ….everything changes –  a  loud static fills the car breaking the monotony of the drive …..  but, where is it coming from?  It’s not coming from the radio and its not coming from outside the car – or is it?  It’s impossible to tell.

In the midst of the static he hears his name being called  -monotone – almost machine like –  first, middle and last – and, it’s said, not once, but twice –  causing the hair (he tells us) to stand up on the back of his neck.

Dr. Sprinkle and I look at each other.  “What do you see?” he asks.

“Nothing,” he says. “I don’t see anything. No cars, no lights ….. nothing”.  His voice cracks and it is obvious that by now that he is getting very scared.  Strange to me as this is someone whom I have never known to be afraid of anything before.  Wanting to rest and regain his composure he tells us that he is going to pull the car over to the side of the road to rest a few minutes before continuing on.  Maybe driving fatigue had set in – but, he really didn’t think so.

And, this is where the story had ended as far as we knew all those years …. but, we were about to find out there was more – much more.


Dark Journey

A few minutes after pulling the car to the side of the road, he puts it  in to gear but instead of pulling back on to the highway and continuing to travel east, he turns off at one of three lonely ranch exits that appear along that stretch of highway.  After getting off the exit, the car travels north on a gravel road that virtually goes no where. Roads like that are common in that part of the country and usually just peter out without reaching any real destination.  “Ranch exit”  is a misnomer – as there is not a ranch in sight.  Most likely sheep or cattle were grazed there at some point in time but that had obviously been years ago.

As I listen to the story, I am amazed and terrified. I had no idea, the turn (pardon the pun) the story would take. Not knowing where the story was heading, I was both mesmerized and scared out of my wits. My mind screaming out …. “don’t get off the highway” ….” don’t go that way” …. but, it was too late …. it was already done.

The gravel crunches beneath the tires, the road turns to the left, then to the right making several turns on a road that winds across the desert like a snake on its belly.  Dr. Sprinkle asks, “Why are you turning here? Why are you getting off the highway”. (Remember this is present tense – as if happening NOW).   “I don’t know” he replies  …..then adds almost in afterthought –   ” I’m supposed to.”  Supposed to???!!!!  What the heck does that mean?  Supposed to?  By now, I was sitting on the edge of my seat not knowing if I wanted this story to continue or not.

Finally the car reaches the end of the road a good 30 or 40 miles later. Up against the cliffs that had previously been far off in the distance is an old shack that had probably been used as a shelter for sheepherders at one time or another.  Across from the car can be seen a gully or small ravine bordered by barbed wire.     The car idles for a few minutes …. the hum of the engine the only sound breaking the dark silence of the night – the car beams peering vacantly in to the darkness ….. Then suddenly, he says:

“there they are … they’re here”.

There they are!!!!

“They, who?” asks Dr. Sprinkle.  “What do you see?

“A large disc” he tell us.  A “shiny, silver disc”  hovering about 50 to 60 feet above the ground just beyond the gully.

His next words were words that I will never forget – words that chilled me clear through to the bone.

“I’m getting out of the car”.


to be continued ….

“Pray for the peace of Jerusalem they shall prosper who love thee”  Psalm 122:6

Watching and waiting with YOU for the soon return of Jesus!



  1. Cindy, thank you for sharing. God Bless

  2. Continuing to follow. Thank you for continuing to share with us.

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