The Clearest Pictures of a UFO ever taken - Bill Herrmann | DEBRIEFED ep. 71

When I was around 16, maybe 17, me and my friend had gotten invited over to a friend's house and it required that we use a vehicle. When we started to drive, my friend had started to feel tired and so we had switched drivers. When we had switched drivers, everything went black for both me and her. We both believed that we were abducted. The reason for this is because after just like blackout or whatever it was, we had woken up in a completely different town in the opposite direction of where we were heading. We were in her mother's vehicle and we were parked in a car sales lot. So we ended up in a completely different town, a completely opposite direction of where we're going. We didn't make it to our friend's house as we found out later. I just remember waking up, not knowing what and the heck had just happened. My friend, she was laying back a sweep so both of us for some reason had our seats all the way completely back. The vehicle was dead. We were both also so groggy. We had these crazy massive headaches. When we got back, her mother had said that we just kind of looked at her and she was angry because we had taken her car and not returned. And she said that she was yelling at us and all we did was look at her with dead expressions on our face. Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to another episode of Debriefed. My name is Chris Ramsey and today we are going to be starting a very special journey together. You see, recently there was an auction, an auction that I took part in that I kind of remained silent about because the contents of the auction were incredibly sensitive. They featured hundreds of original photos of flying saucers. They featured videos that have never been seen by the public. And they even featured a yearbook from the Roswell Air Force Base in 1947, all of which were seemingly previously destroyed, well, I'll accept one in the Smithsonian and one more. Needless to say, I took part in this auction and I've collected quite a few things. All of the name of science and the name of disclosure and in the name of digging through some really interesting stories and we begin this journey by looking at some photos. The photos that we'll be featured today are the photos taken in 1980 by none other than William Herman, otherwise known as Bill Herman. And I have in my hand these photos for you now. In North Charleston, South Carolina, 4th of April, 1980, between 5.30 and 6 p.m., taken by William, Jay, Herman. Now this collection of photos on auction were from the collection of UFO research or Chris Wyatt and the photos were actually from Wendell Stevens, Colonel Wendell Stevens. Now you might have heard that name before. He is indeed the author of many books that I've used as references or b-rolls or even as today read throughs. He was an incredible researcher that put together just a compendium of UFO contact cases ranging anywhere from the mid-century all the way up into the late 80s. Well Colonel Stevens had amassed an incredible photographic collection of UFOs given to him by witnesses from all around the world, all different parts of this planet. And folks we've collected so many of them and we are going to share them with you one video at a time as we run through this series of film photographs that were taken by witnesses. This is very exciting for me. These photos are, they might be of real alien craft. And when you hear the stories associated with these photos, you might find yourself also convinced of that fact. Leave a like, subscribe and before we get into anything else, a quick word from today's sponsors. Most people think privacy is something you give up by accident, like you clicked on the wrong button or link or accepted the wrong cookie, signed up for the wrong thing. 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This is by Colonel Wendell Stevens and the photos that we have today. I got to take, I got to be careful with these photos. I'm actually going to put these back here before I projectile spit all over these and ruin them forever. These are incredible. Look at these. These might be real UFOs. I mean, they are real UFOs by the very definition, but they might be alien, incredible. What's really interesting as well is that there have been sightings of these exact same craft. Now, I know flying saucer is a flying saucer to many of you, but there are certain physical attributes that seem to at least look like they might belong to, you know, the same vehicles seen by other witnesses and all across the world once again, but all ranging roughly in the same time period from the sort of 70s to the 80s, these flying, these types of flying saucers seem to crop up quite a bit. Alright, so Colonel Wendell Stevens had a few books on the contact from reticulum case, which was Bill Herman's case, focused primarily on Bill's case. He originally put one out and while he put this out, the investigation was actually ongoing. This was just something that was still happening. There were more witnesses. There were more sightings and there were more photos to be released. So what we're going to be doing today is we're going to be reading from the updated version of contact from reticulum where there is more information regarding the contact with the beings that Bill Herman had, but also kind of summarizes everything that happened in the previous book. The book opens with a quote that says, "Man is now beginning to see himself as not alone in the universe, nor master of it, but merely as the local example of advanced life." By Dr. Hans Mark Massa, AIMS researchers. I do want to begin this read through by looking at the introduction because it does summarize a little bit of the first book here. The full accounts of the initial sightings of strange circular aircraft, a shiny by-day and radiant by-night, operating in the skies of the neighborhood around North Charleston, Carolina, and subsequent abductions aboard the same craft of William J. Herman of that city were reported in detail in the original volume of UFO contact from reticulum published in 1981. The report was curtailed at the time and published in the midst of the contacts still going on. Bill Herman had become disenchanted with the then developing phenomenon for two main reasons. His southern Baptist church and his wife, a devout Christian, thought that since these beings didn't seem to have a Jesus Christ, I don't know, I put emphasis on the Jesus there, these contacts must be the work of the devil, and they went to great lengths to persuade him to avoid the alien creatures and all their attempts at contact. Now, to many of you, this might ring eerily similar to the case of Chris Bloodsoh, also Baptist, I believe, if not Baptist, no, not Baptist, he was, what was he? Pentecostal, also just incredibly religious in North Carolina, a very and also religious part of the country. He faced some of the same backlash when he came out years ago through that move on documentary. His neighbors and friends began to shun and avoid him because of his strange accounts of these contacts that he was relating. He received very threatening telephone calls. The lug nuts on the wheels of his old automobile were deliberately loosened. His car was run off the road more than once and was finally smashed. His home was assaulted and finally burned to the ground. These were the acts of his fellow humans not ET visitors. The alien extraterrestrial beings aboard the strange spacecraft told their witness/abducte Bill Herman that they came from a double-sun system in the group stars that we call reticulum. They even went so far as to say that our astronomers had identified these twin suns as Zeta 1 and Zeta 2 reticulum. If reticulum or reticulitis rings a bell, obviously this comes up quite a bit not only with the story of Bob Lazare, a Betty and Barney Hill, but also as recently as Sergeant First Class Jeremy Weeks that we had on the podcast and said sort of beware of those coming from reticulum now. Are those beings just siapping us in some way? Who do we believe? I don't know. These extraterrestrials were highly intelligent and well informed. They possessed marvelous instruments and devices aboard their ships and demonstrated unbelievably superior technologies. They performed feats of manifestation, apportation, and communications and exhibited control of their ship in flight demonstrations completely beyond anything we ever dreamed of. They returned again and again to that North Charleston area and they opened several means of direct contact with the witness. In the middle of all this, Bill Herman was fired from his job because of the unwelcome attention he was getting, and he took a new job out of the local area. He began sharing rides to work with Tony Martin, and even then his more than weekly sightings of the extraterrestrial flight demonstrations overhead continued, and Tony Martin became a witness also. And then Tony Martin seemed to come to the attention of the extraterrestrials himself. Well, folks, the plot thickens. Tony was a handsome intellectual black man married to his beautiful white wife, Melina. And they had a lovely baby at the time. This was strangely reminiscent of the well-known Barney and Betty Hill UFO abduction in New Hampshire 1961, and these extraterrestrials even looked the same as those described by the hills. But more important, these ET's told Bill Herman on one occasion, aboard their craft, that they'd made direct contact with a couple 18 years ago in another part of this land, which got too much attention to suit them. 18 years back from 1979 would have been, well, 1961, Melina began seeing the strangely luminous flying object over their home in Somerville and beyond the backyard there. It occasionally appeared and followed Tony in his car, just like it had been doing with Bill Herman and then with Bill Herman and Tony Martin together. Tony began to observe it in flight when he was alone too, and later he learned to "sense" the ET presence in the vicinity. One time a slender, prismatic object of "unusual" material from the extraterrestrials was reported directly into his locked automobile parked in full view in front of the house. But these people were not the only ones seeing the "unusual" flying objects in the Charleston skies. Literally scores of local residents were reporting them and this was happening quite frequently. Bill Herman snapped four sets of color photographs of four different versions of the ships used by the ET's. Three of these sets of pictures were described and shown two in color in the original book length report on this case. What Bill Herman did not know, whose case was still unknown to this man, Dr. Carl Harper, also of North Charleston, had taken a series of color photographs of the same style craft as Bill Herman photographed in his first pictorial capture of the ET vehicle, and Dr. Harper snapped his pictures in the Ashley River Dorchester Road Area 2, the same vicinity as in many of Bill Herman's sightings. And Harper took his pictures about the same time as Herman's sightings of this type of craft were increasing in the area. The extraterrestrials began to transmit something in writing to Herman in a completely unknown symbol form. It involved complex equations, diagrams, and also sketches equally unfamiliar to Bill Herman. At times, they would explain these communications as they were being transmitted, and at other times, they told him that he would be able to understand them at some time in the future, after the occurrence of a future event that would trigger his memory to previously inc- inculcated inculcated. But instilled in his subconscious by a divisive board the ET ship, huh? Automatic writing. That's an interesting thing. Never knew what to make of automatic writing to be quite frank. Because it's mostly just gibberish. You know, even some channelers, namely Angela Ford, who was here on the podcast, she would do this sort of automatic writing technique, but it was, she wasn't writing anything. It was kind of just like more of a tool to help channel whatever entity or guide that she was channeling at the time, seems a little strange. But again, you know, this is a gentleman who was apparently a staunch sort of believer in Jesus and religion, and very much against the idea of aliens and flying saucers at the time. And then to go from that to communicating with alien beings, you would think that if you were trying to hoax something or gain attention in some matter, that you would perhaps do so in a way that seemed like you were getting messages from God or an angel or something like that, but not little beings in orange jumpsuits. So that part really stands out. And we'll get into the similarities between the beings that Bill had observed and the beings that Travis Walton had actually observed. And not only that, I did look for, maybe I'll find it, but I did look for Dr. Karl Harper's photos online, I couldn't seem to find them, there is a Karl Harper that is a move on investigator, I'm not sure if he's still around, but yeah, I had a hard time locating those photos, but I would love to see them and maybe I'll splice them if I do find them. Curiously, we've had many illegal intercepts of mail, private mail sent first class in the US Postal Service, in this case, and one of these included a lengthy verbal description of a scientific device and some instructions and cautions for its use. The extraterrestrial communicators used the distilted universal words stored in their computer translator, which Bill Herman had now become familiar with and understood fairly well to describe the steps and procedures. This was one of those intercepts and it was "lost" in the mail for many days, then finally I received the missing letter in my mail delivery. It looked like it was addressed to William Herman all right, but it had a wrong postmark date, was in the wrong sized envelope, and had four of the original 11 pages missing. They had been removed by somebody en route to me. There are also a number of red ink notations in the abbreviated jargon of intelligence analysts passing the material from one to another, why it was sent on to me I will never know. When I took a magnifying glass and examined the cover address, in blue ink with a ballpoint pen, typical of the one Bill Herman used, I could see that this address was not applied in a smooth flow as Bill wrote, but with many starts and stops as if by tracing over a bright light. When I called Bill about this, he said that when it left his hand, there were 11 pages. Another envelope of a different size, a different postmark date, no red marks on any part of it. Another intercepted letter contained a transcript of a discussion aboard the E.T. ship during yet another abduction of the system of propulsion and went into detail on a future event and a mission for Bill Herman to carry out is there "and behati" on Earth. When this much delayed letter arrived, it had United Nations Postage stamps on the envelope, a New York postmark, a different date from the letter inside, and had one intelligence analysts note in red ink to another who used blue ink, and I received the Xerox copied analysts' copy instead of the original, as was usually the case. I wonder what those analysts thought when they discovered they had sent me the wrong copy with all their notes on it. Well that's interesting, I wonder if we get to see some of those. The self-proclaimed, reticulum occupants of these disc-shaped craft told Bill Herman that they had lost ships of theirs over our land many years ago. At first, they thought we had used a beam weapon on them in a hostile action, but when they observed the "weapon still firing the beam in a continual sweet pattern day and night, they concluded that it was not an overtly hostile attack on them and decided against retaliation. Now this is really interesting, if we think about radar systems and the way that they function, they are kind of continuously beaming. And that might be a way to bring down these crafts, according to the crash at Aztec, even some speculate the crash at Roswell, coupled with perhaps the electric storm, might have been, you know, for lack of a better term, the perfect storm in order to create some type of weapon to bring down these craft. And so, interestingly enough, what we're seeing here is, you know, something that does align with modern UFO crash lore. There is in fact some evidence linking the crash of at least three circular disc-shaped spacecraft having occupants of a description similar of these ET reticulants in the four corners area of our west, where a high energy area air traffic control radar was installed near Mount Telleride at the time, but was later decommissioned because it was "hot" and killed a number of animals in the vicinity. The reticulant extraterrestrials visiting Charleston told Bill Herman of a "network" to which they belonged, which included other extraterrestrials from other places. All carrying out operations including Earth, and this is exactly what we see, besides the hills in New Hampshire long ago, Travis Walton, was more recently abducted from a wooded area near Snowflake, Arizona by similarly described extraterrestrial beings who also examined him in a way much like that of Bill Herman and Barney and Betty Hill. SMS Charles Moody described his abductors in his own encounter at Al Magordo, New Mexico, in terms very similar to those used by Herman and the hills. The extraterrestrials gave him an examination like the hills and Bill Herman, a physical and mental examination in considerable detail. Before they released him and escorted him through parts of their ship, the patterns seemed to fit, and it all hangs together, despite none of these witnesses, being aware of any of the other's cases before their own experience, well, allegedly. In fact, none of them were much interested in UFOs and UFO stories before their own abductions. Again, allegedly, we must reserve some skepticism, although we do suspend our disbelief here quite regularly, it is important to practice a little bit of restraint when it comes to these things, just to keep a rational mind about us. After that, they knew. Okay. We've decided to resume an ET reporting in this, a second volume on these contacts, because of the very close relationship between the first several down discs recovered by our government, and these particular alien extraterrestrials see UFO crash Aztec. It now appears quite probable at least some of the ET bodies we have in preservation occupants from the down discs may in fact be of reticulean origin, as the reticulean contacts are still ongoing today. It also seems within the realm of possibility that we might know, or in some future time, be able to open up some kind of official dialogue leading to the return of the alien's remains, and some kind of official relationship with that class of being, if we have not already done so. We hope that by bringing all of this to public attention, we may be able to influence our government to reveal some of the secrets about these activities which they have been sitting on for so many years. And that is the introduction, incredibly interesting, as noted by Wendell Stevens, there are many other cases, which not only feature similar craft similar beings, but also happen in the similar timeframe in the similar four corners area and four corners were talking about Utah, Colorado, Nevada, Arizona, I believe, and it is also, you know, that's the first time I've ever visited that part of the world was when I was down there with Jesse Michaels looking at the Aztec crash and going to the crash site was quite amazing to see firsthand and with the guidance of Suzanne and Scott Ramsey. It was just a really enlightening trip, something that I'll remember for the rest of my life. And I look forward to sharing that story when it does come out. Okay. This is the origin of the Bill Herman sightings. We're not going to get into all of them. I do want to get into his contact with the ETs, but it's important to note that these sightings began years before his abduction in 1977. This is where he observed many sightings of these disks performing impossible maneuvers, such as following a sessna. He observed them following different airplanes. He observed them doing these triangular maneuvers, which, you know, I've heard of before through many of the calls of the people that I call into this show have observed as well, but like some type of triangular maneuver for some reason. And then sometime I believe in 1978, yeah, that would have been the first time that Bill Herman would be to his knowledge abducted. And he goes into more detail about the sighting prior to the abduction in the first volume, but we're going to get into the summary of that and then into the subsequent meeting or experience. 18th March, 1978, bees fairy and Ashley River area, Somerville 925 to midnight, well to 1215, whether clear visibility unlimited wind southwest at six knots, 40 to 42 degrees Fahrenheit. After observing object moving and triangular patterns and also through binoculars, walked to railroad line and toward object for better look, object suddenly dropped and swooped in very close and took the witness aboard in a bean of blue light. I do want to get into that actually a little bit because the details of that abduction are quite remarkable. He gets into all of his sightings, by the way, in great detail, very, very thorough person. So here we go, here is that original abduction and what happened. So while watching a UFO moving in triangular patterns, I was standing and thought I would try to get a closer look at the object. So I walked to the end of the trailer park and cut through an area where I knew a shortcut. A path that led to the train tracks in the trestle area, quite close to the power towers and to the general area under the UFO. When I got to the end of the street, Floyd Circle, the fence where the shortcut was was no longer open, it had been repaired. So I ran out of the trailer park and made my way to the pathway. I was walking down to the train tracks, short distance and could see the UFO hovering over the left of SCE and G power tower. I stopped walking and stood there as I saw the object start another triangular figure. Then the UFO suddenly dropped, for a moment I thought it was going to hit the river or marsh. Instead the UFO just sat there, just above the Ashley River, then the brightness disappeared. Instantly, like a light was shut off, before I could react, I saw a blur of motion and the UFO was no more than 10 to 15 feet in front of where I was standing, just above a large bush facing me. I was very startled and lost my footing and started to fall, losing my balance. I quickly turned around to see what I was going to fall on, then, at that instant, a number of things began to happen. I was aware of a blue haze of light that appeared to be extending from the bottom of the disk. And a dark outline, the blue light was tubular in shape. I saw the reeds of the marsh swaying and yet I felt no wind. A feeling of mixed curiosity and fear came over me. I tried to put my hands through the blue haze, and to my surprise, I could extend my hands right through it. I also seemed to retain my balance, and I didn't feel as if I was falling at this point in this account, my mind is a blur, and I can't recall exactly what happened next. All I recall is a sound sort of distant, and it is pulsating, a hum of sorts. And the first inclination is that the source of the sound lies below in a basement. Details are sketchy from this point on. I remember waking up, lying on a bed, or a table, and in a reddish, small room, and there are three individuals standing near a box that resembles a TV, maybe it is a TV. I can see my feet and notice my shoes are on, and I try to remember, and I feel like I'm standing up and yet I know I'm lying down, where am I? All I can see is the backs of the people. I see that they are dressed in clothes that match the color of the room I'm in. Suddenly, I remember watching the UFO, and it is dark. Wait a moment. No, it can't be. It's can't be happening. I am crippled by fear. And then there's a flash of lights just above my head. A bar, rectangular in shape, is flashing red, green, and blue lights in a sequence, 1,2,3,4,5,4,3,3,2,1. At that moment, the three people turn around and are watching me, and they glance back and forth to the box on the floor and the bar on the ceiling. They look sort of oriental, and I notice that they look frail, and yet there is an impression of strength far exceeding masculinity. An inward strength that manifests itself by the very nature of their appearance. I hear a voice telling me to have no fear. And then it says come, the time is limited, then the lights on the ceilings cease motion, and the three people help me off the bed, or table. As I touch their arms again, I am aware of a deeper strength. And then we pass the box, and I notice, on the bottom of the box, there are wheels. And that the box is connected to the bed, or table. Like in a days, we walk through a narrow doorway, in a circular hallway. The walls of the hallway are the same color as the room. And we walk a short distance, and walk into a larger room. And this room is filled with machinery, and knobs, and levers, and what appear to be real to real tapes turning and turning. First one way, then the next, again I hear voices. This is our control console center. In the center is a large, tubular shaped instrument that is filled with wires and rods. There is a similar instrument on the opposite side of the wall from the doorway. At that time, the others in the room stand up and step back from where they were sitting. As we pass by each different place, I am odd. By what I am looking at, then the voice, come, we must continue, time is limited. For some reason, I am again gripped by fear. We mean you know harm. I am looking at the people, and I notice that no one moves their lips. And yet I hear the voice I am confused and frightened. Be assured, all is as expected. And I am suddenly flooded with a feeling of serenity and warmth. And as we walk back into the hallway, a feeling of kinship with these people, sort of like recognizing a close relative who has moved away, I can't describe the kind of gentleness that came over me. My mind is a blank, as if something is missing. And then I recall walking into a doorway, it shuts with a swishing sound. And suddenly opens into a room that is empty, safe for a massive amount of machinery located in the center of this room, which is filled with colors. In the checkerboard, constantly in motion, two checkerboard, constantly in motion, two large, round balls are attached to the top left and top right sides of the machinery. Wires and rods are seen in the center of the balls. A moment of doubt, yes, the round balls are transparent. Two people are seated at a desk facing the checkerboards. They rise as we approach the lights in motion, and they step back behind us. Again, the voice, this is our equilibrium manipulator unit. Come we must return to the inculcation chamber. The time has arrived. We go out the door and into a small doorway, it shuts, opens, and we walk back down the hallway. We pass the room where the machinery is located. I see the tape reels as we pass the doorway, all of them are stopped. We continue down the hallway. Just going to pause here for a second, I find this very fascinating that we're mentioning tape reels. Now he says he assumes these are tape reels. Now, 1980, late 1970s, these would be quite regular, and also probably considered high tech at the time. I do find it very interesting that there's a few points here to be made. Either this is made up, or some type of screen memory, or he's just relating whatever he's familiar with. Or these beings are actually using reels, real-to-real technology, who's to say, or maybe they did it just to make him comfortable, or maybe this is the military performing some type of secret MKL Tresaiop on this guy, and they've got real-to-reels going. The options are endless, but endlessly curious nonetheless. We walked into the first room, on our left. It is the room with the bed or the table and the box on wheels. The bar attached to the ceiling begins pulsating in sequence at first slowly, then semi-rapid, and then very rapidly. I start to lose consciousness. There's a blur of motion. I am lying on the bed or table. It seems like there is something missing, something that happened that was important. The essay, the inculcation monitor, will help you remember, contact him. The essay will come to you. That voice, so knowing, there is a blur of motion, lights of all colors shine upon me like a prism rainbow, a token of contentment. Fear subsides and serenity entrapts me within. Everything is blank. I notice the wall has no borders. It looks like the walls are one long sheet of bright red and silver polished metal, almost like a molded surface. Why didn't I notice that before? I mean, once again, we're seeing something very reminiscent of many, many countless abduction stories where these rounded walls seem to stick out to the experiencers because it's something so unusual that there are no seams. We don't realize how unusual something like that is, especially if you look at Bob Lazar's craft, you see these tiny benches, these chairs that are molded, again, prior to 3D printing, just kind of molded into the floor. That must be just so striking because it's not something we're familiar with in everyday architecture or design, it's not something that comes up very often, especially probably not back then. It does stand out, also interesting is the sort of flooding of serenity that is felt by bill in this instance. Obviously, we, you know, we've often referred to Dan Burish, famous sort of alleged whistleblower who worked it as four with these beings. And Dan Burish once said that these beings had the capacity to flood you with endorphins. So sort of hormonally controlled your brain somehow and flooding you with these endorphins to make you feel good to attenuate or diminish the amount of fear that you're feeling. So if they feel that you're panicking, all of a sudden you'll feel hyper serene like these are your kin, like these are your friends and your family and there's this sense of familiarity. And we hear that time and time again, not only in these cases, but again, recently with Jeremy Weeks, kind of saying the same thing, but also, you know, Whitley Streiber and countless others. The time that we don't see it, which I thought was interesting, is when I spoke to Travis Walton, you know, Travis said that he was in a panic and maybe whatever happened to him, maybe the injury prevented them from psychically calming him down for whatever reason. So I think it's interesting that they use our brains as a means to calm us down rather than some type of external instrument or maybe there is an external instrument that triggers that. Who knows? We're speculating. We're having fun. All right. This could all be bogus. I don't know, but it's fun. I'm surrounded by that blue haze of light, safety within again. There is an orange glow at my feet, almost like a mirrored reflection. I look at my feet. I am suddenly very, very disoriented, confused, and frightened. I look around me, pitch black darkness all around me, a rush of fear explodes and I look above me. I see a dark circular outline rising slowly. I look for the river in marsh, try to get my sense of direction. Everything looks familiar. Where in God's creation am I? I find myself quoting Bible verses. I am running back and forth, screaming for help. What is going on? Nothing looks familiar. I look upward. The stars are distinct, obvious. What's that? It's moving up, down, back and forth in a triangle, the disc. Where are the power towers? They were right there a moment ago. Wait a minute. A flashback of thought and then nothing. Back to the glow. They're safety within it. I stop running. I see the glow. It is not as bright as before. It is fading, silence, silence and stillness. What's that? What's it? Who's over there? No answer. Again, silence. I stand and feel the breeze. It's sort of chilly. I look upward. The disc is moving in a triangular pattern. It levels off and then halts, but just for a second, and it rushes away to my left, out of sight. At that moment, light shines through the darkness to my left, car lights. There is a road to my left, and those are trees. I realize I'm in an open field, a tilled field, but where? How did I get here? Figure that out later, Bill. Right now, get help. I run in the direction of the trees near the road where I saw the car speed by. It is about a minute or so, and the car comes around the curve in the road. I flag the car down. Please get help. Call a policeman. Where am I? What time is it? I am told I am on Bacon's Bridge Road in Somerville. And it is after 12-15 after midnight. But it was 9-30 or so a moment ago. I start crying. I feel like I'm going to pieces. Get a hold of yourself, Bill. I repeat my plea for a policeman, the people, and the BMW drive off. I wonder if they think I'm drunk or crazy or both. I better flag another car. car down. Volkswagen Bug, red and color stops. And I repeat my request for assistance and drive away. The BMW returns. Can they help? They ask? The VW returns. The same offer is repeated. Moments later in Dorchester County deputy drove up and went back into the field with me as I tried to explain the circumstances. After a routine police report was filled out concerning my being helped by the police a phone call was made to my wife Patty, which included an insinuation that my mental faculties were left to be desired for sane behavior. I was dropped off at a quick stop convenience store, apparently for the convenience of the policeman. After an hour and a half, my father, my wife, arrived at the store and I went back to Charleston with them by arrangement of Jim and Coral Lorenzo in a VAPRO. Dr. James Harder Ph.D., who has developed a considerable reputation for his success in recovering information from the deeper levels of consciousness and bringing it forward to the waking consciousness of contactees entered to the case and began working with William Herman. Through his efforts, Herman is now able to consciously recall most of what happened that night and can deal with it on a rational level. He wrote me in his subsequent letter. I myself observed this UFO on November 12th 20th 27th December 2nd 4th January 22nd and February 8th twice and on the 22nd of January and 27th of November. I was able to photograph the object. The constancy of the UFO over the Charleston area disturbed me. Many other people witnessed this object also, but for fear of ridicule these people desired to remain unknown. However, they did discuss the circumstances of their observances with me and verified the details that were available at the time of the interviews. They are as follows. The object was about twice the size of a Piper Cherokee and of a silver bright metallic appearance about 60 to 70 feet in diameter. The object moved in a familiar triangular pattern and was most often seen in the general area of Bees Ferry and Ashley River near Drayton on the Ashley and up near the Hunley Park subdivisions above me about 800 to a thousand feet above the ground. I received the impression that I was being watched more than I was watching. Except for two nights in February, the sightings were not as regular after the January 22nd sighting, but the big event was still to come. We will allow Bill to repeat his new recollection at the abduction to show how sometimes confusing details cleared up. March 18th was a Saturday. The object was again seen over the power tower area. I pointed it out to my wife and her close friend who had come over that evening. I mentioned a patty that I was going to get a better look at it. I put on my coat and grabbed my binoculars. I looked at the clock on the TV and it said 915. Okay, so at this point he's going to go back through. We will not cover that abduction again, but he does go into some interesting details here saying that his legs felt like they were a sleep. The room resembled a hospital room very clean very orderly. The air even seemed clean like oxygen was flowing into it sort of breeze like, but it had a different smell noticeably different. Opening his eyes, he said I looked above me in the room in the ceiling with the same color. Directly above me was a rectangular shaped bar flashing lights. So he goes on to describe the beings as well, saying they looked very pale and sort of soft skin with a sponge look about them. Their dark brown eyes were very distinct, perfectly round and stark in appearance. They had no hair or eyebrows, nor was any of the hair of any kind visible. Their heads were unusually large and bulging with small mouths and hardly any jaw. They looked oriental yet familiar. My first reaction was panic, but I felt reassured by the look in their eyes. This is so interesting. Okay, he does go into greater detail and for redundancy's sake, I don't want to read the entire thing, but I will I will look through this and read portions that I find to be valuable. He says I must be inside the object. This must be some kind of airlock or something. Who are you? I asked, what are you doing in Charleston? And to these questions, I got no answers. I decided not to be too pushy or rude to keep calm and to try to remember everything. I still felt clear, but in a days, a mixture of both, I was told to come with us. This is where he goes back into the place with the levers and the buttons and the machinery. He says, I am told the time is short. Come and we leave the room and walk into a hallway, walk around the hallway and enter another small room, cramped like a closet, and the door shuts. There's a pause and the door opens again, and then we enter a larger room that is empty except for an immense amount of machinery and luminous objects, large round balls and levers buttons and objects of different colors. So almost like a transitional hallway, almost like an airlock, like something you would have on a spaceship where perhaps the oxygen or air quality is monitored in a different way so that you have to block one room before opening up another. Same type of things were observed on Travis Walton's ship as well with these doors swinging or sort of sliding open and close. He then goes on asking them like, why tell me why not manifest yourself? Oh, they say this is our equilibrium manipulation chamber by which we attain free flight. So they actually give him a tour of the ship which is quite standard for these type of experiences, but then he asks why not manifest yourself to the world and he got no response, no answer. Instead, they said, come time is short, it will soon be finished, and he asks, will I remember, are you the leader, the one in charge? And I understand that I may think so if I so desire. We walk out of that room into a cubicle room again, the doors shut to pause, they open again, and we walk down the curved hallway and enter a room with the table again. What is that? I ask, pointing to the bar of lights now flashing again in the same sequences before. The inculcation monitor or inculcation monitor, I hear, will I remember? Why tell me? Why show me all this? I am told to lie down and I do so. It will all be explained eventually. There is a reason you will eventually understand, I hear. I gaze into the bar of lights, there's something relaxing about it, I look around me, one last look, then I become disoriented again, very relaxed, almost sleeping, and I lose consciousness. Everything dims out, my eyes can't focus, my legs get sleepy, I block out. And now is where he's in this sort of open field. And then he goes on to describe his incredible, you know, story to police and then subsequently to Coral and Jim Lorenz in a Vapro. Here, by the way, are the beings featured the description of these beings in many videos before, especially when we were talking about the snake emblem that appeared here is one of the first sort of appearances in that often referenced by Laserta, which is really interesting. So after this event, Bill's father and his wife, Patti, picked him up and took him home. He felt unclean and washed and took his clothes off and put him in a bag. Exhausted, he went into bed and tried to forget the whole thing. He slept fitfully. For many weeks after, Bill was plagued by severe migraine headaches, restlessness, and sleepless nights. He could recall a little detail of what had happened to him, again, par for the course. When it comes to abductions, the earliest of which was Antonio Vizboa, who had also had a bunch of sleepless nights, lost his appetite, lost a bunch of weight, vomited quite a bit, was very sick, had migraines. You know, this all sounds like some type of radiation sickness. But even before the abduction, and shortly after is showing the 22 January color photographs to the air-based security officials, are those the ones we have? These are the ones from the 4th of April. A new and mysterious figure entered the case. He claimed he was Tom Olsen, the director of a Ryderwood, Maryland UFO Research Organization called UFO-IRC, UFO Information Retrieval Center, PO Box 57 Ryderwood, Maryland 21139. Subsequent investigation proved this identification to be entirely false. The real Tom Olsen, the actual director of UFO-IRC, knew nothing of the activities of the man claiming to be him in Charleston. Subsequent information indicates that this imposter actually works for a high-ranking man in the State Department of the United States of all places. After this first abduction, this imposter continued to show up to intimidate Threaten and persuade Bill Herman to be cool and keep his experiences quiet. That he did not know what he was getting himself into, etc. This fake Tom Olson also intercepted mail and telephone calls between us and the witness and between both the witness and us to all other parties we contacted concerning this case. This might be some, you know, men in black type stuff here. In early December 1978 about nine months after the first abduction aboard the craft, Bill Herman sat down in his little study to try and reproduce some of the symbol characters he had seen aboard the ship, during his tour of the craft suddenly, his hand began automatically writing. Regular lines of a strange and completely unknown script form, writing rapidly from right to left in a manner completely the opposite of all his training and familiarity and writing. And the flow of the characters was smooth and uninterrupted until the end of the message. He did not know what it said. In the course of time he received this same script form in four different hands and styles of writing but always the same symbols or characters being used, how interesting. After that first experience aboard the alien craft, Herman developed a variety of sensitive talents such as clairvoyance, clair audience and precognition, besides the automatic writing. These new faculties seem to have been awakened in him while aboard the ship, but with a programmed delay in recognition by him. They have in fact already saved his life. Herman is clearly told and with adequate demonstration that these beings come from a twin-sun system in a star group very similar to him. They said that we have discovered these two sons and we call them Zeta one and Zeta two reticuli. They carry on a rectangular interstellar commerce between them and other stars in their vicinity of our galaxy, but only come here on exploratory missions for their "network". Our son lies off their regular lines of communications, but is a point of interest to them in their investigations of the cosmos. Very interesting here is a few things. One, a network. I often refer to something as a system. We've read through the Matilda McElroy case study of alien interrogation where they mention something known as the domain and how there's some type of system monitoring the galaxy as well. We also have a recent whistleblower on Reddit. I say whistleblower very loosely, but talk about a council that is also monitoring planets. We also hear this council talk from Jeremy Weeks. It seems like more and more information is coming. Well, it's already been here, but I mean, I'm being made aware of more and more of this information. It seems like there is some type of intergalactic. I don't want to say federation because I know a lot of people, you know, they get their own ideas of what a galactic federation should be, but it seems like there is some type of system in place that is monitoring. And that system might be communicating with other races and this might be the reason we hear about multiple species aboard these craft being observed by experiences. Very, very interesting. Any any time we can glean a little bit of information about the reason for these beings monitoring us or anything at all their craft their communications. I find it just so fascinating. You know, it's like it's like it's filling plot holes to like this incredibly vast and complicated science fiction novel and I'm here for it. On Saturday, the 21st of April, 1979, Bill Herman saw the spacecraft again several times, the last being at 419. An hour later, he was in the bedroom of his home, working on some of the sketches of the interior features of the abduction ship. Suddenly, when he was impelled to change paper and began writing the alien script in the rapid crisp style, he filled two pages of symbols again, writing from left to right and then the writing ended. As it did so, the room began to fill with a glow of blue light. Looking around, he saw a square shball of intense blue radiance in front of the dresser. It was pulsating and getting bigger as he watched. It grew in intensity and size until it was too bright to look directly at. It filled the middle of the room, centering itself over the corner of the dresser and then began to subside. As it grew dimmer, he could make out a fuzzy denser central mass that also dimmed down in a few seconds until the whole glow had disappeared. In its place on the corner of the dresser was a dark silver block of metal. He picked it up and examined it. It was rectangular, like a small bar of precious metal, of a size that easily fit in the palm of his hand. And its top was covered with symbols cut into the metal surface. It was warmer than the room when he picked it up. He hefted it for a few minutes and then went to his phone and called me, Colonel Stevens, in Tucson, still holding the artifact in his hand. He described the event and then the bar of metal he was holding. I quickly snapped on my recorder and made a copy of that conversation. He asked me to notify John Fielding also, and I said I would, and for him to stand by, that if I could catch John right away, I would have him call Herman back right away. In case he had any more questions, I caught John at home and advised him. I waited a bit and then tried to call John Fielding to see what he thought. His line was busy for 45 minutes. When I finally got through, he had the most amazing story for me. He said that as he was talking to Bill, Bill's voice broke and he was panting. Then, in growing fright, he said the same blue glow was growing in the bedroom again and was getting brighter, flooding the doorway and illuminating the hallway. Followed almost immediately by the street lights outside and then the whole block. Fielding was urging Bill to go and see if another object was being left in the bedroom by the glow when an alien being. The same one who had escorted Herman on the tour of the spacecraft stepped out of the bedroom into the darkened hallway now illuminated by a blue glow. Herman's voice now barely audible whispered, "Oh my God, they're in my house." Fielding told Herman to ask them about the bar of metal and said, "Get them on the phone, let me talk to them." This would have been my reaction, too. I would have, yeah, 100%. "Ask him if he wants to do the podcast. Tell him to like and subscribe." Sir. Herman said, "This is so wild. This is getting insane." Sir, John Fielding wants to talk to you. Do you know him? He held the phone toward the alien being. About that time, a second alien stepped out of the bedroom and then both stood in the hallway with that blue light from the room bathing them. They did not radiate any light nor did they carry any other lights of their own. They were dressed in the same swayed like one-piece suits Bill had seen them wearing aboard the spacecraft in March. The leader said telepathically, "We know of him. He can be trusted." Then at John's insistence, Herman asked about the bar of metal and the leader said again telepathically, "That is a gift for you." Fielding recorded that conversation, also, and sent me a copy in the next mail. It arrived successfully with no interference this time. The strange events surrounding this case go on and on, on the evening of 8th of May 1979, Bill and his wife had gone over to Charleston Square to get a cassette tape mailer and Bill went into the radio shack store there to make a purchase. He noticed a Model 80 home computer there on sale. He stopped to look at it. The set was on, and there was a display showing on the monitor video screen. Suddenly the screen wiped clean, and the computer printout began to spell on the now empty video screen Zeta 1 reticuli, Zeta 2 reticuli William Herman. Then it spaced down and spelled the same thing over and over again. When it finished, the display remained on for a moment, and then the screen wiped clean again, and the original display appeared on the screen once more. Dumbfounded and incredulous, Herman looked around to see if anyone else had noticed. He saw that no one else was paying in any attention. Since the strange display had already gone, he decided not to try and tell anybody what had happened. He went out to the nearest phone booth and called me to report this newest development, but all this was only a prelude to what was still to come. On the evening of 6th May 1979, I received an urgent call from Bill Herman. He was calling to tell me that the ET spacecraft was back in the Ashley River area that evening, and that he had seen it twice already that day. This always signified a major event about to occur with the reticulum extraterrestrials, and we both knew it, which was the reason for the call. He was worried about what was going to happen, and all the conditions were right. He was alone because his wife had gone to sit with her invalid mother. He had been receiving regular communications from the reticulians. in the form of telepathic, clear-audient and clairvoyant transmissions and psychic projections, besides his automatic writing, all of which were new to him. This had been going on for several months and he had reached the stage where he no longer told his wife or his minister about them because they found it disturbing and thought it was the work of the devil. He was in his trailer home alone and had the peculiar feeling that something big was about to occur. He head by this time, gotten over his fright from the first abduction. After recovering full recall of the event, he had come to respect and even had warm feelings for those little ETs. We had a number of conversations about the possibility of his going aboard the craft again and he always had reservations and what ifs that I sought to overcome. He had psyched himself into a willingness to take the opportunity if it were ever offered again because he had a lot of additional questions he now wanted to ask and things he wanted to see once more. We both felt that since – oh, this gets really interesting. This is about to get really interesting. We both felt that since the contacts were still open and the communications were progressing that another opportunity might present itself sometime in the future. He had even received a long message in the alien script form, the previous night, which he still could not read and now this renewed activity today. He had felt their presence all day which aroused anxiety about what was developing and raised all his old fears again. He didn't know what he wanted to do and in his indecision wanted more discussion. His greatest concern was for his family in case he did go aboard the craft and didn't return immediately. He asked for assurance that if he'd go out to meet the spacecraft this evening and was actually taken aboard that someone would come to his home and look for Patty and his little daughter Mandy until his return. I assured him that in such an event I would see to it that his wife and family were cared for until they got back and that we would be waiting for him there. I think that he eased his mind a little and he said he was prepared for whatever might happen. He had his camera, his notebook, at the ready and his binoculars with his jacket. At this point, there was a pause in conversation and then a note of surprised astonishment in his voice as he exclaimed, "Hey, it's out there again now. I can see it. It's out there now." Now's your chance Bill. You may never get another one. Go on out there and try to meet them. I will call Patty in the morning to see if you're there and if you're not, I will tell her about this call and what is happening and reassure her. Someone will be there by the end of the day to take care of her and all your problems until you come back. You will come back. I've followed the number of these events and the witness always comes back. Some stayed for days. Try to stay as long as they will let you offer to help them to work with them. Try to get something for us to study, bring something anything, back, even a button, a knob, a piece of paper, a corner of material, anything. Don't worry about here. I can do what I promise. Try to get pictures. You may not have to work again if this is handled right. I'm going on out. I'll call you later. He hung up the phone and left me standing there, dimly realizing that this was a first in euphology. A witness has just informed me that he is going out to meet an extraterrestrial spacecraft, a ship from another world. And I am to patiently wait for his return. I looked at the clock. It was 12.25 am Charleston time. Going to end there, folks, for today. Things are getting stranger yet in Charleston, South Carolina. You know, when looking at these photos, it is quite difficult to imagine. The overwhelming, eldrige sense of fear that you must feel observing something so unfamiliar. It's hard for my human brain to comprehend that these might not be hoaxes. And I feel like many of you are in the same sort of mindset. Yeah, they make you think that's for sure. Notice the angle. They're like tilted as well. They're usually always tilted. Fascinating, from the daytime to the nighttime descriptions of the craft, the beings, the message, the automatic writing, the sort of development of psychic ability. All of this is really intriguing, rather fantastical. And definitely makes me hungry for more of these types of encounters. If you enjoyed this particular brand of video, please let me know. We are going to be covering all of the items that I have purchased in this auction. Now I have backed up these items and they are being stored in a facility very, very safe, just in case. But we are going to be looking at these photos from time to time and investigating with, you know, with the help of a lot of the work of Colonel Wendell Stevens, but also a lot of these old magazines that I have that looked into these photos back in the day and tried to rejuvenate and bring some life back into them a little bit. As many of you know, Jesse Michaels and myself are going on tour, doing a live podcast tour in 2026. Currently, I'm not sure if they've opened any more dates, but we have Montreal and Austin. It's going to be a great time. We have fantastic guests that you'll definitely recognize if you watch the show. And we look forward to bringing you a brand new sort of live experience this year. And I look forward to meeting all of you in person as well. So guys, thanks so much for checking this out. Go to area52.shop. If you want to help support, you can also do so by becoming a member, either here or on patreon.com/area52investigations. You can also check out tickets to the live show at It's probably nothing.com or you can just keep it right here. Subscribe and hit the notification bell for more videos. Folks, we'll see you on the next one. Peace and love. [MUSIC]