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doesn’t seem as if I’m in the craft.
    Joseph: How did you get out of the craft?
    Betty: It was through that long black tunnel.
    Ray: When you were going along this tunnel, were you walking with your feet?
    Betty: No. We were just skimming on this black thing.
    Ray: On it or above it?
    Betty: Just a little above it. We were skimming on this black thing. I’m just following that other one and the other one is in back of me.
    Ray: That black thing. You said it was like a track?
    Betty: Yeah, it’s like a track. It wasn’t like we know a track.
    Ray: How wide was it?
    Betty: About as wide as your book, right there.
    I glanced down at my hard-covered clipboard. It was only 9 inches wide.
    Joseph: It wasn’t any wider than that?
    Betty: No, it was narrow.
    Ray: Was it metal, or could you tell what it was made out of? Was it just one, or two, or three?
    Betty: No. Again, to me—well, it was like…plastic maybe.
    Jules: You must have been curious about where you were going. Did you ask them where you were going?
    Betty: [
Softly
] I must have asked them.
    Soon Betty saw light in front of her.
    Betty: …There is more light, and it is bright—now we’re in there.
    The three emerged into a curiously shaped compartment like a half cylinder or Quonset hut. Four glasslike chairs lined each side of the room. The escalator-like track ran between the peculiar chairs. (See Figure 24 .)

    Figure 24:
The cylindrical room. June 19
.
    Betty: And there are—there are some, like uh, glass?…uh…plastic? Clear plastic seats on the side. And there are lights that come up. And there’s—one, and two, and three, and the fourth one looks different. They’re on two sides, and there’s something in the middle and it encloses somehow with glass. The glass things are upward, or held up somehow.
    The alien beings brought Betty to sit in one of the strange chairs. They said, “Would you please be seated?”
    â€œWhat is this going to do?” Betty asked.
    â€œPlease be seated,” he said. “We will not harm you.”
    Betty felt somehow under their control. Their polite requests created an illusion of free will, but in reality, she found that her choice always corresponded with their wishes. Her willpower seemed mesmerized by powerful influences beyond her ken. As she sat down, a transparent enclosure came down around her. (See Figure 25 on page 76 .)

    Figure 25:
The “cold” chair. June 19
.
    Betty: I sat down in this thing and they put this glass around me, whatever—plastic? Clear plastic or clear glass.
    â€œYou said the chair was glass or plastic,” Joseph Santangelo later asked her. “You sat in the chair. Did you touch it? Did you feel it with your hands?”
    Betty: Yeah, I was sitting in it.
    Joseph: There’s a difference in feeling between glass and plastic.
    Betty: I think it was plastic.
    Now Betty became panicky.
    Betty: I hope I can breathe in here! [
Pause
] There seems to be air. I feel so…[
Sigh
]…I feel I’m going to be knocked out from it. It feels like they are putting something cold in there. [
Sigh
] Oh! It feels like it is getting colder! [
Deep breathing
] It feels cold.
    Her deep breaths continued. Betty’s voice weakened to a whisper. “It feels very cold.… It feels like—feels like moisture is even being drawn from me.… And it’s cold. The moisture is coming right out of me.”
    Her last sentence was extremely weak, as if she were enervated. The hypnotist reacted quickly.
    Harold: You are only there as an
observer
. You are only there as an
observer
. You will now start to feel comfortable. You will feel very, very comfortable. Are you now feeling more and more comfortable?
    Betty: Yes.
    Harold: Are you?
    Betty: A little.
    Harold: Fine. Continue, please.
    Betty: Uh [
weakly
], they have me in this thing. It’s a glass thing. Clear plastic, or something. And [
sigh
]