ABSTRACT: Much can be said about the close encounter of the fourth kind.  The CE-IV is a term introduced by J. Allen Hynek. The scientific evidence to support the hypothesis that these individuals and their families are being subjected to an influence above and beyond reality is overwhelming. The following narrative indicates that the abductee has the sense to question her very sanity, something that a crazy person would not do. Here is a prime example of a situation where the entire family is drawn into a bad dream wrapped up in a caper, carried out by some force that desperately wants us to believe that they are alien, or "extraterrestrial." I leave the interpretation to you the reader. Whatever they are, science is left with another tantalizing piece of new information in the alien puzzle. - Christopher Montgomery, Executive Director, research scientist and investigator, UFORC.com case number

REPORT RECEIVED NOVEMBER 12, 2006  It was a week night in September of 1976, I was 22 years old. My Daughter Michelle had just started kindergarten. I was married to Bob. We were living in a little house on Seminary Dr. just behind the Hamiline athletic field in St. Paul. MN. We had gone to bed about 9:30 as we usually did on week nights.

It was probably several hours later when I woke with a start to find that Bob was not in bed with me. This would not have been unusual but for the fact he had to work the next morning.

I got up and walked through the house, stopping to check on Michelle who was also missing from her bed. While Bob stepping out late on a week night was not tremendous cause for concern, he would never, on the longest day of his life, have taken a 5 year old with him.

I began to panic. I ran to the back door, with the intention of looking to see if our van or car were gone, when I opened it their was a green haze or fog which was quite thick. Sabbath, my German Shepherd, ran out into the murky blur. I screamed for him to come back. He calmly and obediently complied with my alarmed request, then despite all the strange goings on, went straight to his bed and promptly fell asleep.

My panic turning to terror, I picked up the phone but quickly put it back down. Who would I call, and what would I tell them? That my Daughter and Husband were missing and my house was enveloped in a green fog?

I went to the kitchen sink and splashed my face with cold water in a vane attempt to regain some composure. I got a glass out of the cupboard, filled it with the cool liquid running from the spigot, drank it, then put it down on the counter to my right.

At this point I was snot nosed and sniveling. I began to pace the length of our small home repeatedly, stopping each time to look in Michelle's room as I passed.

Was I having some sort of bizarre psychotic episode, or was this just a terrible nightmare? Yes, the Granddaddy of all nightmares. With this in mind I went back to bed where I lay in a sweat with eyes tightly shut saying to myself, between heaving sobs, "Please God, let this be just a bad dream."

At some point (although I didn't recall turning them on) I noticed that the lights were shining brightly in the bedroom. I looked down toward the end of the bed and to my horror saw what appeared to be an oval shaped object wrapped or swaddled in a goldish colored metallic material. I opened my mouth to scream, nothing but a wheezing whimper would pass my lips. Truly frozen with fear. I was pumping adrenaline at a rate I thought might kill me. My heart wasn't beating it was buzzing.

Some time passed before I was able to move one of my feet, very slowly, out of the fetal position to attempt pushing this object further from me.

I don't remember a thing after that moment until daylight when I woke to find, that Bob was in bed beside me. I ran to Michelle's Room where she lay sleeping peacefully. As I walked back to the bedroom I glanced at the sink. There was my glass on the right side. The light in the bedroom was off.

The skin on my face felt taunt and sore. I looked in a mirror and noticed it appeared sun burnt. At breakfast I could see that Michelle and Bob looked sun burnt too. I recall thinking to myself that it had been cloudy and cold all week.

I pushed this incident to the back of my mind in a category all it's own, labeled "nightmare like no other" and went on with my life.

A few years later as I sat in a Dentist's waiting room (in San Diego, CA) paging through a magazine, I noticed an article that quite nearly described my ordeal. Intrigued, I stopped at a book store on my way home. As I parsed books on UFO's and the like I came across some drawings of odd looking supposed human/alien infants. One was of a red haired baby in an oval shaped goldish colored blanket.

Several "strange encounters" occurred with me for 10 years after the one above, (none nearly as vivid in my memory as the one I write off here) but ceased abruptly following my total hysterectomy in 1986.

My daughter and Grandson are, to this day, occasionally bothered by unexplained phenomenon.

R. W. Anderson