(From Pages 193 – 194 of Abducted by Aliens, By Chuck Weiss)
What I’m about to relate is an example of the hardcore psychological warfare that is sometimes waged against Experiencers. I think in my case it was also an example of the “red herring” type of harassment in which Majestic specializes.
A friend of mine was undecided about my involvement with ETs, even though she had had several experiences of her own that suggested she was also doing things in the middle of the night of which she was unaware. She became very excited, however, about cattle mutilations and how the Grays may be involved in that puzzle, after I showed her a video on the subject.
Three days later, I woke up and prepared to take my shower as usual. After I stepped into the tub and pulled the curtain across its length, I saw that it was smeared on the inside with what looked like a mixture of blood and small pieces of intestine, perhaps ground up in a blender. I cleaned up and tried to save a sample. All I had was some toilet paper to put it on, though, and after a few days it dried up and disappeared into the fibers of the tissue. Perhaps if I had had some glass slides, I could have saved something that would have lasted.
I think I was prepared earlier by the Grays for the emotional shock of what I was to find in my shower. All the while I was up and about my apartment before stepping into the tub, about an hour or so, I felt altered, as if I had taken a mild psychedelic drug. When I saw their little “surprise” I wasn’t nearly as shocked as I should have been. I washed the curtain down using the detachable shower nozzle, but as I watched the blood swirl down the drain I felt somehow emotionally detached from it all, and to this day there is still a dream quality associated with the memory of this event.
Majestic was definitely trying to add to my paranoia with this stunt, and probably hoped that I would blame the Grays because of their association with animal mutilations. If that was their intent, it didn’t work. By that time, even though I was agonizing over “the meaning of it all,” I felt that the ETs were concerned about my welfare and I just knew they would never do anything to harm me, either physically or psychologically. This had very definitely been a psychological attack, and I knew instantly who had orchestrated it.