Abducted by Lizard Beings, no date, no place
The following interview is from Ardy Sixkiller Clarke's book
Space Age Indians, 2019, page 150-154:
"Can you tell me what happened that morning when you sct out on your
fishing trip?" I asked.
"I set out just as a streak of light could be
seen on the horizon, I was traveling east. In the distant sky, I saw a
star moving across the sky. I thought it was a satellite at first. Then
I saw it getting larger as it moved in a southerly direction. I thought
no more of it, because I was taking a left hand turn at about that time
heading north to my destination. I kick myself when I think about it. If
had paid more attention, I might have outrun them or, at the least,
hidden from them."
"How long did you travel before you saw the UFO
"'Me next time I saw it, it looked like the moon. It
was a little ball of light. As I gazed at it in disbelief, I saw four
smaller spheres come out of the ball of light—one was headed directly at
me. Realizing my situation, I kick started my motorcycle and headed
off-road to the cover of some trees that ran along the river. Under the
cover of the trees, I saw an object hovering over the river that was
about forty-feet wide."
"What was the craft doing?"
"At first I
thought it was just skimming the river. Then, I saw a whirlwind created
in my fishing spot, and it was like a tornado, sucking up the water from
the river. I saw two beings, which looked like large lizards, jump into
the water once the suction ended. "They were bathing or swimming. I'm
"Can you describe them?"
"They looked like big lizards
and yet they walked like men. They had huge legs and arms and barrel
chests. I remember thinking I do not want to get in a fight with them.
One swipe from one of their hands would knock me unconscious."
about their faces?" I asked.
"Their heads were rounded in the back,
reminding me of pictures I'd seen of big monkeys on the NatGeo channel.
Their foreheads were high up, but the rest of their faces were flat.
Their noses were flat and their mouths were huge. They didn't seem to
have ears, but I knew they could hear. When I stepped on a twig, they
both turned in my direction. At the same time, the craft began to move
upward in my direction. I tried to start my motorcycle, but it wouldn't
turn over. I got off and started running. When the craft was over me, I
felt its power. I was unable to move."
"What did the two alien
creatures do?" I asked.
"They came up to me. One stood on my right
side and the other on my left side, and we began moving upward toward
the the craft."
"How did you feel?"
"For some strange reason, the
fear I felt was gone."
"Did they attempt to communicate with you?"
"Not while we're going into the craft."
"What happened when you
entered the spaceship?"
" I was in a large domed room. The feeling
had returned to my body. I could walk around, but the two huge creatures
stood by the entrance. I knew they were not going to let me go, and then
the door opened, and another one, identical to the two, walked into the
"What did the third one do?" I asked.
"He approached me and
told me through my mind that I had nothing to fear. He also let me know
it was useless to resist. The next thing I remember was being placed in
a horizontal position on a table that was not there before. When I
entered the room there was nothing there, but suddenly a table is there.
I looked up into the eyes of this creature, and I felt a stabbing pain
in my neck. I had a feeling of being carried to another place on the
ship. I didn't struggle, but I had no power to struggle anyway."
you lose consciousness?" I asked.
"For part of the time. I came to a
strange room that was probably a laboratory. I was not familiar with the
equipment, but then they were aliens. Besides, I had limited knowledge
of labs. We had one in a chemistry lab in college, but I dropped the
class and had little experience in it."
"What were they doing in the
"I felt a strange burning in my arm. I looked at it and
realized they were taking my blood. I tried to get up, but I couldn't
move. I yelled at them but they paid no attention. I gave up and lay
there quietly, and at some point I passed out again."
"Do you know
how long you were on the craft?" I asked. "About four hours."
did you get off the craft?"
"I don't know. My next memory was sitting
under a tree by the river. I knew by the movement of the sun it was the
around noon. I tried to stand, but I was too weak. I crawled over to my
bike, opened the saddlebags, and pulled out a bottle of Gatorade, I
drank the whole thing. I threw up violently. After some time passed, I
got another bottle and drank it too. This one I kept down, After that, I
fell asleep. I woke up in the late afternoon and was able to stand even
though I was wobbly. I managed to get on my bike, and it started up
"Did you continue with your fishing trip?" I asked him.
"No. Once I got my motorcycle started, I came home. The house was empty.
I was nauseous and had a severe pain in my stomach that wouldn't go
away. Mom was not here. I crawled in bed and slept for fourteen hours."
"Molly tells me you suffer from nightmares," I said.
started shortly after the abduction. I'm always on the ship, and they're
experimenting on my body. I see them open my stomach and remove my
insides and examine them and reattach them. They seem to be
communicating with one another. I wake up covered with a cold sweat."
"Why do you think you are having such dreams?" I asked.
"It scared me
to death the first time it happened," his mother interrupted. "I heard
him cry out. I ran into his bedroom, and he is sitting in the bed
holding his stomach. I shook him and he finally woke up. I was
frightened and he was frightened. I went into the kitchen, made hot
chocolate, and we sat up the rest of the night talking about his
nightmares and his abduction." She walked over to Rambo's side and
patted him on the shoulder.
"But it happened again," Rambo said. "The
same dream repeatedly. It never stops. I close my eyes and the creatures
are there. I can't forget them."
"Well, show her," Molly demanded. He
stood and walked toward me. He pulled up his t-shirt. Down the center of
his hairless, washboard stomach was a thin white line. "Does that look
like a scar to you?" she asked.
There was no question. It was a scar.
"I believe they operated on me and took out my insides," Rambo said,
"and in my dreams I relive it. I just want it to stop." "Do your
nightmares occur every night?" I asked.