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During his recent visit to Puerto Rico, Bob Pratt, U.S.
investigator, said: "Puerto Rico is incredible. In other
parts of the world you see a wave of a certain type of case
for a certain time and in a certain place - but here all types
of UFO cases are occuring everywhere all the time. You see
UFOs entering or leaving the sea, entering into mountains,
landings, encounters with entities, abductions, physical
examinations, military jets pursuing UFOs and vice-versa,
encounters with "Bigfoots" - in fact the lot! Puerto
Rico is a veritable "paradise" for the investigator
who has dedicated himself to probing the entire UFO situation".
Similar comments have come from other visiting
investigators, such as Timothy Good of England, Yun Ichi Yaoi
of Japan, Jaime Maussán from Mexico, Salvador Freixedo and
his wife Magdalena del Amo from Spain, Command-Sergeant Major
Bob Dean from the USA, and many, many others.
The case that I am describing today occurred at 7.45 pm. on
December 28, 1988, when, according to numerous local
eyewitnesses, a gigantic vividly illuminated "Triangle"
apparently captured two military jet aircraft and then
vanished, over the area of the Sierra Bermeja ("Vermilion
Range") and Lake Cartagena, in the south-western corner
of the Island of Puerto Rico, where the great bulk of the
phenomena seems to be concentrated. (see map above).
So far as we have learned, the two jets werefrom the U.S.
Navy - possibly F-14 Tomcats. All the many witness accounts,
from the towns of Lajas and Cabo Rojo, as well as their
sketches of the UFO and the two aircraft, are in complete
agreement.
Among these many eyewitnesses was Sr. Carlos Manuel Mercado,
residing at Betances, beside the Highway No. 101 and near the
Sierra Bermeja and the Samán area.
Mercado and his family had already had numerous UFO
sightings, and we trust him, because everything that he has
said is backed up by so many other eyewitnesses.
Soon after the episode of the big triangle and the two
vanishing jets, we were in that area, investigating, when
Mercado contacted us saying that he had to tell us
confidentially about something that had been worrying him
greatly for months past. He said that, six months before the
affair of the triangle and the two jets, something important
had happened to him, He said that so far he had not dared to
tell anyone, because they would never believe him. He went on:
"You investigators know that we have experienced very
strange things here. I seek no publicity. I just tell you this
because I know that you are a sensible and serious person and
will listen to me.
"In July 1988, prior to the affair of the triangle and
the jets on December 28 of that year, this thing, of which I
have told nobody, happened to me. It left me too shaken. It
wasn’t something bad - but it had a profound effect on me.
"This is the very first time that I have told anyone.
I was carried off by some of those Martians. It was at night -
about midnight - I couldn’t sleep owing to the terrific
heat, so I got out of bed and went to the sitting-room. My
wife remained asleep. I lay down on the sofa in the
sitting-room, to see if it was a bit cooler there.
"After a few minutes, I saw a glow of whitish light
coming from outside, as though from the road, and I heard a
strange noise, like a powerful hum- zuuuuuum something like
that, I’d say. "A couple of minutes or so later, I
heard what seemed like something tapping on the window in
front of me - a metallic sort of sound, as the window has
metallic shutters - aluminium slats. "I got up and opened
the window, and there they were - three little fellows
standing there under the window, on the sun-lounge of my house.
It shook me. Because they were so different - they looked a
bit like us. But they weren’t human. In front of his house,
on the other side of the road, was standing a flying saucer.
"They were little chaps, as I say, and ugly, with
heads a bit bigger than ours, and no hair. They had no ears,
and their eyes were huge, dark. I could see no noses on them -
just little holes. And a little slash for a mouth. Their faces
looked flattened. "Their skin was sort of greyish, and
their faces and hands covered with little bumps or lumps. You
know how acne looks? Well - it was like that. Ugly they were.
They were about three to four feet high (a bit over one metre)
and they were thin, and dressed in overalls like mechanics
wear, from top to toe, of a sort of greyish-creamy looking
colour, a sort of sandy shade. "Only their heads and
hands were not covered by the clothing. "At first I felt
scared, but they told me not to be afraid, that they weren’t
going to hurt me, and only wanted to show me something. And
they told me this, as it were in my mind, because they
didn’t open their mouths even once. When they told me that,
my fear left me.
I didn’t know why really, but I had the feeling that they
were good, and that they weren’t going to do me any harm.
"They asked me to come out, so I opened the door and went
out. Then two of them took hold of me, one on each arm, and
took me out up the road, and it was then that I saw the
machine. It was one of those saucers of theirs, a vessel, I
tell you. It was standing there on the ground, just outside
the entrance to Samán, beside the Highway 101, right in the
corner opposite my house.
"What I could best compare it to would be - you know -
those watering-carts that they have on the streets - well - a
bit like that.... The lower part was round, and it had a
raised cupola on top. And on the cupola it had very big
lighted windows.
"Below, all around the rim, the thing had lots of
lights, of all colours. And, underneath, four tall metal legs
on which it was standing. In the centre underneath there was a
hole, and a ladder coming out of it, and the little chaps told
me to go up the ladder. I went up it with them and we arrived
on top inside where the big windows were.
There was lots of machinery there, and sort of panels,
controls, little lights and some other little chaps working
the controls. And also one other - who was different.
"They explained to me that this one - the different
one - was their captain and doctor, and that from then on he
would take over with me. And so they went off to do other
things.
"Well, as you could imagine, the truth is that I felt
better with him - because he looked more like us, less coarse,
and smoother. His skin colour was the same as theirs - greyish
- his head a bit bigger than theirs, but his eyes not so big.
And he had a nose like us, but pointed, and the surface of his
skin was not like the skin of the little fellows with those
awful lumps.
"He was dressed in a broad white tunic right up to his
neck, and broad sleeves down to his wrists. The tunic reached
down to his feet and he seemed to have something white on the
feet."
According to Mercado, the appearance of this being made him
feel more comfortable. The being indicated to Mercado that he
was in control of this craft, and that the idea of bringing
Mercado in to him was in order to show Mercado something
important that he could later share with other people. He told
him not to be afraid, and that they were soon going to take
him back.
At that point, Mercado heard a humming sound and felt how
the support legs of the craft were rising and fitting into it,
and he heard the metallic noise of it and the other
accompanying sounds. Then he heard an even louder hum, and the
machine took off at speed.
AN
E.T. BASE BENEATH THE SIERRA BERMEJA?
Most impressed, Mercado could see, through the wide windows
of the control chamber in the cupola, that the craft was
climbing. "I then began to think that we were going to go
very far, but, instead of that, the craft headed towards one
of the peaks of the Sierra Bermeja, which is very well known
to me, because I have often been up there, and it is called
the Monte El Cayúl.
"There, behind the Cayúl, is a deep ravine between it
and the next peak, and that is where the craft headed for. I
was scared now because I thought the craft was surely going to
strike and explode, but to my astonishment the side of the
mountain opened up, and there was a hole there in the ravine,
and in just a minute or so, we went down into that hole.
"The craft carried on as it were down a tunnel, and
then we came to a big open place down there, very deep. It was
like a vast, gigantic cave, with these people in it.
"The ship landed in a section where there were lots of
other craft - lots of them, but of different types.
Some were round, like the one that had brought me, some
were triangular, some were square - all different sorts. But
no aeroplanes or helicopters or anything of that sort! Nothing
from here! (Or, at any rate, if there were any, I didn’t see
them.)
"The tall being told me to come out with him and he
made me put on a sort of big, like enormous dark spectacles so
that I could see everything down there clearly. It was all
very well lit down there. You couldn’t see where the light
was coming from, but it was a very brilliant light, very white.
All the walls there were covered with a very shiny silvery
metal. And lots and lots of the little chaps were there, and
an enormous lot of activity.
"Many of the little men were working on the ships, and
others seemed to be preparing things, like machinery or
electronic stuff. That was a vast world down there. There were
buildings there like military barracks.
"The tall being explained to me, mentally (for he too
didn’t talk with the mouth) that they have been down there
for a long, long time. He said they don’t want to leave
there. He said that there, beneath the Sierra Bermeja, they
have the Base for the maintenance of their craft. That
approximately is what he said.
"He said they wanted me to see all that, because they
wanted me to tell the folk here (us terrestrials) that they
don’t have any bad intentions, and don’t want to do us any
harm or conquer us.
"He said that what they want is to be able to sort of
inter-relate with us totally, at the social level, mingle with
us, but that our Authorities don’t want that. He insisted
that I should tell the people outside all this, that they
don’t want to conquer us or do us any harm.
"So I asked them why it should be I - I who am nobody
important - whom nobody would believe?
"But he said that was of no importance. That when I
said all that to them, the people outside who possess
understanding would know that I was telling the truth.
"He also said that they were taking other people down
deeper, and telling them the same things that they were
telling me. And he said that they weren’t going to go away
from there.
"After that, he made me get into the craft and it went
up the tunnel again. I saw that we came out through the same
hole by which we had gone in, and that a sort of lid closed
down on it. It was as though a part of the mountain, along
with its trees and grass and everything, just lifted up.
Afterwards it was just as though nothing had happened there.
"We landed at the same spot where they had picked me
up, and I got out with the little chaps. They told me that
they would return another day. They took me right back to my
house, and then they departed.
"It was after they had gone that I began to get
nervous. I thought about it for quite a bit, and then I went
to the bedroom to tell my wife, Haydée, all about it, but she
was still asleep so I left her without troubling her. I lay
down and slept till next morning. Then, when I woke her up, I
told it all to her, and she believed me.
"You know, I’m still waiting for them, because I
like what happened. In my opinion they aren’t bad. I could
feel it. If they had wanted to do me harm they could have done
it when they took me. I’d like them to come back, so that I
could go with them again. They aren’t bad people.
"I’m telling you all this because, when that UFO
took those two aeroplanes, I was very nervous, because the
aeroplanes were harassing it, it carried them off. That has
left me very worried, because I have the feeling that those
beings are good, and it looks as though somebody wants to get
them out of there. There’s something going on there!
COMMENT
Such is the statement of the eyewitness Carlos Manuel
Mercado regarding his unusual experience. But there are a
number of points to consider regarding what he reports.
The place indicated by him as the spot where the opening on
the flank of El Cayúl Peak lies, in the ravine behind it, has
also been reported to us as the general area to which other
people of the region who have allegedly been contacted by
alien beings of this same type of "Greys" were also
taken.
Owing to the promise of confidentiality that we have given
to these other eyewitnesses, we cannot mention their names
here, but at least in two other similar cases we can say that
a woman employed by the Municipality of Lajas allegedly was
carried to some immense subterranean facility beneath the
Sierra Bermeja by alien beings who took her from her home.
She had been "medically examined" by the "Greys"
down there, and she had been given a similar explanation to
the explanation given to Mercado. Her whole account of the
place is completely identical with Mercado’s description.
Then again, likewise, a high military official of the
Puerto Rico National Guard, residing in Aguadilla, was
semingly also abducted by the same beings and taken to
precisely the same place, which is described by him in more or
less exactly similar terms.
Later, when he emerged from the trance in which they had
kept him during all the time of his experience down there, he
was found beside a pool up on the Peak of El Cayúl.
We must also mention here various other ‘situations’
that call very much for careful study in view of all that we
have described above and that we have also otherwise heard.
These ‘situations’ are connected with a series of
‘coincidences’ occuring in this same region of the Sierra
Bermeja.
Firstly, on top of a peak lying to the right of the Cayúl
Peak (i.e. as seen from the direction of Cabo Rojo), there
were erected, about seven years ago, some facilities said to
be for a station of the Voice of America Radio. The area
around it was declared a restricted area, the excuse being
that this was on the general grounds of security and nobody
living in the region was permitted to approach the place.
However, so far as we know until now, no transmissions from
that alleged Station have ever gone out. So why, then, was the
building erected there? If it is not being used for the
function for which it was allegedly built, what then is its
true role?
At times unidentified individuals have been seen visiting
there. Who are they, and what are these people doing?
They might very well be watching, from there, what is going
on in the coastal zone near Lake Cartagena and the Sierra
Bermeja.....Or they might indeed perhaps be participating in
what is afoot there?
On many occasions the residents of Boquerón, Las Palmas,
and Betances (all in Cabo Rojo Municipal Region) and of
Olivares (in Lajas Municipality) have observed large UFOs of
different shapes (triangles, discs, cigars, etc.) hanging
stationary over the Cayúl Peak and over the mountain where
the building of the alleged Voice of America Station is
located. What are the UFOs looking for so persistently up
there?
Perhaps these experiences that Carlos Manuel Mercado and
the lady from Lajas and the military officer claim to have had
give us the answer?
Is there really an alien installation beneath the Sierra
Bermeja as they assure us to be the case?
In our last issue (EVIDENCIA OVNI No.1) we published an
article on the strange death of Diego Segarra, the fisherman
from Cabo Rojo.
We reported on the experience of a person close to him, who
made a video film of the landing of a UFO on the Sierra
Bermeja, and of the emergence from it of two "Grey"
beings and of a tall, human, ‘albino’ type of person who
left the site in a military jeep driven by two soldiers. The
spot where this happened, according to the fisherman Segarra,
was at the foot of the El Cayúl Peak.
The reports from this entire area are extremely numerous,
and in future issues we will be continuing to analyse them.
© Flying Saucer Review Library of Congress copyright FSR
Publications, Ltd. 1981. Contributions appearing in this
magazine do not necessarily reflect its policy and are
published without prejudice.
Gordon Creighton (Editor FSR)
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