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Posted by shadowstalker
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Does anyone else in the group have an MIB experience or am I the only one.
Anybody else want to tell there story?
Hi shadowstalker,
Thank you for the thread and for sharing your experience. Yes, I've also had an experience with MiB in August 2006. I was originally directed to this thread, and inspired to post my own story, by mojo's post
here.
It was a wrong place/wrong time (or right place/right time) sort of random occurrence. I went on a trip to the West-Coast (US) with 2 close friends of mine. The encounter happened on the return trip. We'd pulled off onto a 'nature preserve' on Bureau of Land Management turf, just outside of Mountain Home, Idaho.
We were famished and hurriedly set-up the camp-stove as dusk was settling around us. While supping, I tilted back my head to drink and to reveal the third of the eight UFO's that I've seen (but still my most intense sighting of all.) The craft was only about 200 to 300 feet above us and had all of the symptoms of a black-technology craft (which, at that time, I was not familiar with what the symptoms of different types of UFOs were. This was most definitely a gov't-issue craft, however.) It was a black triangle. It looked just like
this photo from Avalon member Hiram.
(Note - In the thread where this is originally posted, Bill Ryan had someone examine the photo who said that it was almost assuredly photo-shopped. However, when I saw this photo my jaw dropped - it is a highly similar body-style to the vehicle that I saw. Also, I do not think that the craft from my sighting was the TR-3B. From what I've seen, the TR-3B is more of a uniform shape on all sides - an almost flat triangle with three identical, round lights in each corner and one in the middle.
The craft that I saw, which I believe to be the Aurora, was more bulky in the back-side and tapered down to the front. The lights on the under-carriage were square and there was a massive spotlight under the nose which projected hundreds of feet out in front of the craft as it flew. There was no visible wings or tail section, but had a single 'dorsal fin'.)
It flew over very slowly at first and was utterly silent. I couldn't say anything to my friends at first - I was mesmerized. It flew away so quickly that I was unable to visually follow the trajectory of the craft upon its acceleration. All I could say after that was "Did you see that?" My friends had not, but were excitedly expressing having sensed something just fly over. My one of friends asked me to explain what I saw. Just before I could, within 30-40 seconds of the first fly-over, he points upward, "There it is!"
It took the same flight path with the same initial, impossibly slow, speed. Again, there was no sound from the craft. When it got about one hundred yards out from our location, it accelerated, in a half of a second, to thousands of kilometers-per-hour. I say 'accelerated' loosely here because there was no build-up of speed. It was traveling just faster than a still hover, and then POOF - it was out of sight. There was no sonic-boom. We watched it turn into a little ball of light as it dashed off in the distance, to what I now know to be Mountain Home AFB (17 kilometers SW of Mountain Home, ID and approx. 24.5 kilometers SW of our location.) It covered the distance in no more than 1-2 seconds, and proceeded to perform impossible acrobatic maneuvers over the sky of the AFB. The pilot traced out shapes of circles, triangles, and rectangles in the sky with no deceleration. And he would zig-zag the craft back-and-forth, from one end of the AFB to the other while maintaining these incredible speeds, like it was being hit by two giant, invisible ping-pong paddles. Then the craft disappeared into the distant lights below.
We were very hyped-up at this point. We were exchanging high-fives and exclamations on how great it was, when the craft (or another craft of the same make) flew over for a third time. The whole process occurred like the second fly over. But, when the craft landed in the distance, we were no longer so enthusiastic. It seemed to occur us all at the same time that we were seeing something that someone else would probably not want us to be seeing. We all exchanged a glance of concern then and I expressed that I thought we were in the middle of a covert gov't test-flight (a theory which I maintain.) To which my friend replies, "Yeah, let's get the f*ck out-a-here!"
As we hurriedly packed-up (our initial intention was to camp there for the night,) we sensed, but did not see, a fourth fly-over. We'd just closed the hatch of the truck, when we heard an engine revving in the 'preserve' adjacent to the one we were on. I turned my head to see the headlights of a sedan (four square lights like an 80's Crown Victoria or Oldsmobile) driving right toward us. Now, we had been totally alone up to this point. In this rural part of Idaho, we had seen little to no traffic when finding camp and had already observed that no-one had been in the surrounding fields when we arrived at the brightest part of dusk. If anyone would have driven into the area after us (a couple of miles at least from any main road,) then we would have seen their headlights or heard the engine upon entry (one can see very far in all directions when in, almost all places of, the mid-west USA.)
My first thought was, "Why would you be driving a sedan out here?" My second thought was that they were driving too fast. They were rapidly approaching us and did not slow down, despite the fact that the respective fields that we were in were separated by barbed-wire fencing. I then thought, "They're going to drive right through the fence!" My other friend said, "What are they doing?" For a while after that, my next memory would be of a sudden, instantaneous white-flash that I've likened to 'seeing stars' or a split-second flash of analog-signal TV-fuzz. And then at the last utmost second, the car veers away from and drives along the fence at the same blistering pace.
We all got into the car and drove away. One of my friends asked how it could be as late as it was and I noted how dark it had seemed to become (there was now a fully black sky, where there had been the last tinges of dusk only seconds before.) After we all confirmed that we couldn't account for 30 to 45 minutes, we didn't talk much again about our experience on the rest of the return trip.
Almost immediately after that and in the years to follow, I began, completely unintentionally, surfacing repressed memories. It was fairly startling and inexplicable - then, I began making an effort to recover my all of my memories since birth. I noticed that thinking about the above UFO sighting was very mentally agitating. And, the harder that I thought about it, the LESS clear the events became in my mind. The white-flash, which was becoming a growing concern of mine, would actually put me in an emotional state of irritation and give me headaches when I thought about it too hard/for too long (and still does, I'm expecting one to come-on strong during/after this post.) Then, in November of last year, I was thinking on the white-flash and felt like I was hit by a ton of bricks.
I have in my mind, what I can only describe as a 'double memory.' Right at that point in my memory, when I think the car must inevitably break-through the barbed-wire fence and then (in a professional maneuver) turns out of the way just in time, there is a break. And, I remember (pressure in my ears building right now) that the car did not turn and actually drove through the fence. This maybe the hardest claim for the skeptic to accept thus far - but I didn't say 'broke-through,' I said DROVE THROUGH. The car and the fence were both perfectly intact as the partition was crossed without a breach or crash of any kind!
I've found this in subsequent research -
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All of the memories of this event, that I have from here until we leave the area, are in consecutive 'still pictures' that are all coinciding/overlapping with the memory of the sedan turning away at the last moment. But, this is what I've pieced together (so far [I'm still remembering.]) The black sedan (it really could have been an 89 Crown Vic, but I couldn't get too good of a look because they had their headlights bearing down on us) came to a sliding halt about 10 feet away from my friend's truck. Two men wearing black-suits exited the vehicle. The driver approached us. He was bald, but had rim of white hair around the sides and back of his head, and wore a thin, black tie. He had no identifying marks on his suit. The passenger stayed just behind the shine of the headlights, but I could see from his outline that he had on a fedora and assumed that the rest of his garb was identical to his partner's. The driver was most certainly an earth-born human. But I can say that, without seeing him, I sense that at the time I had a very eerie, uneasy feeling about the passenger. The driver spoke to us, but I'm having the hardest time remembering what was said and what the driver's facial features looked-like. I think that focusing on remembering these things is preventing me from remembering anything further. All I can remember after that is the sedan veering out of the way of the fence at the last moment.
However, I do recall that my friend, in one of the few and short conversations that we had on the trip home, said something to me that stuck out. When talking about how we could have possibly gotten in 'big trouble' (this is before I remembered anything but a white-flash,) my friend said something to the effect of - "They could say anything to the news if they wanted to get rid of us. 'They fell in a hole or drove off of a cliff.'" When I saw the video from mojo's post, where the guy is in the desert claims that the MiB said something of that same nature, I nearly sh*t my pants.
Theories -
There is a DUMB East/Northeast of Mountain Home and North of Hammet in Idaho on BLM property. It is connected to the Mountain Home Air Force Base. This DUMB houses Aurora and/or other black-technology aircraft. That fateful night, they were running tests on said aircraft to which we were witnessed. The pilot (or one of three or four possible pilots) reported our location to their command. An envoy was sent to investigate and surfaced from an underground entrance/exit next to our location (which is why we didn't see them enter from the road.) The MiB interrogated us and then wiped our memories of the event, somehow. Whatever they did to my mind actually triggered a reaction that began surfacing my repressed memories.
Between my general lack of time on the forum, and the above mentioned irritations, I've made several failed attempts to post this somewhere before. So this is actually the short version. If anyone's got questions feel free to PM me or quote me here.
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