My friends and I had been going to this place called Russell Park located in upstate New York in the town of Ilion in the Mohawk Valley. Year after year at night we began seeing flying saucers in the night sky. We knew what they were from the media and from books and stories told to us. The flying saucers had incredible aerial performance, something that our laws of physics seem to prohibit.

Step maneuvers, hovering motionless then shooting from east to west in a split second. I believe they were under intelligent control because they were able to perform hot rod like movements and avoid each other in unison. These UFOs are not just lights in the sky, but metallic objects that seem to emit some kind of plasma trail. I suspect that is the reason why they look fuzzy in photographs.

My friends and I had experienced seeing strange lights in the woods, very bright and orangish in color. We walked through strange hot and cold force field like pockets of air. It would go from 70 degrees at night in an instant of approximately 30 degrees below zero then walking out of the zone to encounter the next patch of air that was over 102 degrees Fahrenheit.

I bent down to tie my boots and noticed strange footprints in the mud that seemed to start and stop as if this thing was beamed up or picked up from that spot. I used my flashlight to examine the print. I am familiar with many animal foot and paw prints as well as humans boots, sneakers, or shoes. This was not like any of those prints. The prints were from an animal that must have been bipedal as it had a curve or horizontal instep to it. It also had three toes and no pattern name or sneaker tread on the bottom of the print.

I came back the next day after it had rained. The footprints were all damaged except for one. I got a shovel and a box and tried to transplant the entire foot print, feeling that this was better then copying it with plaster or fiberglass resin. The print was so water logged that it fell apart as I tried to transfer it to the box. I was very disappointed that I did not get the print. At least it would have been some sort of proof.

The biggest mistake began when my cousin Israel Dupont and I went into the park one night with our flashlights to poke around looking for more alien footprints. We found nothing. We approached a soccer field near some giant water tanks near the main road. We were again confronted with flying disks in the night sky flying about erratically. We decided to sit down and watch the show. A few minutes passed. I noted that my windup watch read 2:00 am. We were expecting our driver in the next half hour.

We sat across from each other and began to talk. A few moments later my cousin Israel said, "What's that over your head? I thought he was playing a joke on me so I flashed my flashlight up above my head in a signal like motion. The next thing we recall is coming to slowly in great muscular or nerve pain. I tried to focus my eyes. We were attacked by some type of blinding white light. I could hear my cousin moaning in pain. He was as stunned as I was.

I called out to him. "What the hell" was all I could say. Since I have studied this type of thing called "missing time," I quickly looked at my watch and discovered 20 minutes had passed. I told Israel that now we would have to run back through the woods to catch our ride that would be coming at 2:30 a.m. We barely made it. We kept quiet about what had happened. We thought of filling out a police report but thought that they would laugh at us or lock us up.

Several weeks later, I began having awful demonic alien nightmares. I became a nervous, fearful person soon after. I was put on medication to keep me calm. I was able to recall the incident fully. The alien craft came down. It was noiseless. I assume it had landing gear because it was not resting on its belly. I saw a ramp open as if inviting me in. I went up the ramp ducking.

As I went in, the floor of the ramp felt strange on the bottom of my feet. Almost like a skin more then a metal ramp. I went inside where I noticed it was somewhat dimly lit. I did not see my cousin Israel anywhere. Before me were huge walls or doors, I'm not sure. The inside of the craft appeared to be larger then the outside of the craft. The walls were about 9 feet high. They were metallic in color arranged in an octagonal design. There were about 5 walls. Each wall had a large symbol that looked like it was burned into the wall. It was complex looking. Each wall had a different pattern on it.

I began to receive messages in my head from an outside source. I turned my head to the right where I saw three horrible looking gray aliens with large heads and child like bodies sitting around some sort of flying saucer biological high-tech computer device. They did not look up at me. I asked questions with my mind. I got answers quickly.

My first question to the aliens was, what are you and where are you from?

I was informed these creatures where just advanced bipedal animals with the soul or spirit of demons with great scientific knowledge that we on earth could not begin to understand. Their physics seems to have no limits. I was very shocked by all this.

I prayed to God for help. I began fighting heart palpitations, shallow breathing and tunnel vision. I fought to keep my senses. I began thinking about all the abduction cases I had read about. The ship did not have a matter antimatter engine in the center of the floor or anywhere else on the ship. It was surprisingly simple. The floor had an interesting structure and design similar to cutting an orange in half and seeing those lines coming out from the center from a single focused point. There were no immediate windows before me. I believe they were behind the octagonal doors. I was told that each symbol on the doors were of a demonic language and an advanced language at that. One symbol was the equivalent of a massive database of knowledge.

How do you navigate through space and survive?

I was told the aliens used their minds for navigational purposes like a biological device for digital control. This was the best they could explain it to me in human terms. It took 3 aliens to properly fly and navigate this UFO for interstellar travel. I could see the top of the cylinder. It was like looking at an advanced 3D computer monitor with images stacked over images.

Like a hologram, the screen was round like a computer monitor that would be laid face up. I think I saw star charts. I saw lines connecting the constellations on it and it had alien fonts or hieroglyphics on the outer rim of this device. The aliens told me that they made it work by placing their hands on what I could only describe as a control panel. The aliens would place both their hands into the indentation that matched their hand shape perfectly which were two fingers and an opposable thumb. It was clearly an advanced computer keyboard.

The ET's told me that the tight diver suits that they were wearing had a triple fold purpose: 1) allowing them to travel in space by blocking radiation; 2) offering muscular resistance and as a body temperature regulator; and 3) as a stun gun defense weapon.

I asked how the craft's power plant worked?

I was told that the craft worked off of highly advanced electromagnetic propulsion. Some sort of drive unit residing in the underside of the craft that could create a bluish-white shield to help cope with particle collision and debris in space as well as allow the craft to be pulled from one large body or planet to another.

I was told that it could contract space itself in front of the saucer and expand it behind the saucer basically traveling without going beyond light speed since that way is still so slow to reach any new planets.