The camera was positioned in my hand so the lens was almost directly up. At times I took shots level with the eye, at a much more normal angle.
But, for the most part the camera was held at my side in this upward position. I found one night, accidentally photographing the brim of my hat, that this might be a good thing. If the hood or hat was kept in the shot it strongly suggested we had taken the pictures at just the angle we claim. The progression of these shots may seem boring in their beginning but I assure you when you see the reason for the electrical activity over us, finally revealed, you may think again the next time you witness such a flare in the night sky.
Where you see a breach in the numbers, it is because I was taking pictures of the area we were walking in, the houses around us. What is surprising is that already the consistency of the charge in the air around us is unchanging as we move along, representing to me, not a condition on or in our bodies that could be responsible, but, instead an object moving along with us. It’s own, almost static, field in the air growing in intensity as it moved closer and closer to us.
As you’ll see these loops and twists of light grow in size, and are like nothing we’ve previously seen.
The bay doors is open and the smaller craft or glorified gurney is descended to our position. What for? To help us? or hurt us ? You could be doing anything, but being alone or in a couple seems to be an attraction,especially those on foot are like mice on the ground in the eye of the eagle.
Victims may be walking their dog, may be going out late to get the last of the laundry off the line, or out riding their bike, or walking home from a friends, the guy or girl who forgets something in their car and has to go out to open the trunk after dark. Maybe there is a business owner closing up late, trying to make a few extra bucks. Maybe it’s a man or woman sneaking back in after a liaison , the child sneaking out meet friends or answer that dare. It could be the girl or woman,, whose only fault in this is being too attractive.
Unfortunately some of them, far too many of them, will not make it back into the house on that night that their street, their neighborhood falls under scrutiny from above. Some will wake up in the morning feeling a bit tired, will have a peculiar nasal bleeding or unexplainable sore muscles. They may have bruises about the body, strange ones around the wrists and ankles, that seem to have no cause. Maybe it will be dreams ,a different kind, very realistic, of being drug from one place to another, being exposed to treatment that equates with assault.
Possibly they are having upsetting partial memories, momentary flashes of disturbing scenes, ones that are abominable, yet like these photos cannot be ignored.’
We have shown you individual photos before and the story around the find in each picture. Now we are showing you in a second by second group of images, a veritable film in slide like images, the whole progression, the pursuit and harassment of a couple, not by a creep out getting his kicks, but by a group of individuals, (whether human or alien) much like our attackers east of Butler.
And remember where this took place, in the heart of Butler, not on its outskirts on dusty half lit roads, but in neighborhoods near the High school.
Do I need to say more?