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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