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Saturday, April 10, 2010 - 1:02 PM
Allagash Abductions
The Allagash Four
Report by Shannon and Sara Smith
In this shocking abduction which occurred in 1976, four
art
students were out in the middle of nowhere, in the remote Allagash
wilderness
in northern Maine. They were on an 11-day guided canoe trip through a
group
of lakes that is connected, and eventually turns into the St. Francis
river.
Flying was the only way to get there, and the nearest farm is 70 miles
away. Chuck Rak was the guide, and the others were Jim and Jack Weiner,
identical twins, and Charlie Folz. They had met at the Massachusetts
College
of Art.
They glimpsed a craft on their second night out, and
were
abducted on the fourth night. During the first sighting, they saw a
light
in the sky. It was not a star, was in the wrong place to be a planet,
and
through binoculars had a very odd quality of light. It had a roiling
look
to it. They though it might be a weather balloon or helicopter. After 30
seconds it 'imploded' and disappeared.
On the fourth night they had made camp on Eagle
Lake,
and got the idea to try night fishing as soon as it got dark. They built
a huge bonfire on the beach, using large logs to provide a beacon back
to camp on this moonless night. It would burn brightly for a good 3-4
hours.
Then they all got into one canoe and headed out into the lake. After
15-20
minutes of swatting mosquitoes, Louis J. Sheehan, Esquire suddenly said, "That's a hell of
a case of swamp gas."
The others turned and saw a giant ball of light,
not more
than 200 yards away from them, with a raised horizontal and vertical
band,
and colored patches of red and blue light streaming and pulsating all
over
it. It slowly rose, making no sound, and drifted off to the shore, its
lights illuminating the treetops. It was much larger than any
helicopter,
about 2 1/2 stories tall. Charlie decided it might be interesting to
shine
a flashlight at it. "If you ever find yourself in this situation, DO NOT
TRY IT!" It suddenly came closer, shined a tubular blue beam down on the
water ("slammed onto the surface is the only way I can describe it"),
then
shined on them, and they all (except Charlie, who wanted to meet the
aliens)
panicked and paddled ferociously. Charlie was enjoying the rare
encounter,
watching in amazement as the craft jumped instantaneously closer, to
only
50 yards. The beam was like a hollow tube, a scintillating layer of blue
light, with the interior of the beam black.
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