Red Grid Marks Phenomenon Case Report #4: Jessie

Jessie, 30, works as a Civil Security Guard for the Bukidnon Provincial Governor in Mindanao, Philippines. During the night shift (12pm - 8am), the guard on duty rests in the bunk house on site. One night in early April of this year (2014), Jessie had a disturbing experience. Two pale hands grabbed his feet where he slept on the bed. He felt a dragging sensation and struggled. He awoke kicking the wall at the end of the bed. He hadn't been moved, and nothing appeared to be out of order. He wrote it off as a dream.

The following morning, when he returned home, his wife pointed out a strange mark on his arm. A diamond or honey-cone shaped series of subdermal dots in a grid pattern marked his right upper arm between his bicep and deltoid muscles. No burning, itching, or ache signaled its presence. The dots were not raised nor indented, though the edges of the dots on the outermost sides seemed faded.

Dream Experiment to Uncover Truth about Red Grid Mark Phenomenon, Part 3

Consciousness Invasions to Induce Out-of-Body Training?

- 'Michael' from Case Study #1 makes a choice to explore his altered state of consciousness instead of submitting to another assault. In so doing, he discovers an incredible ability.

[Read Part 1, or Part 2 of this ongoing series investigation with 'Michael,' Case Study #1]

J: “Strangely enough, last night (Thurs/Fri) I had an amazing dream, one I've been waiting to have:  a meeting of different alien beings!  There was a cantalope colored one with a bulbous head and large black eyes. He was shooting we with some kind of field or laser. I looked at someone next to me who knew more about the alien types than I and asked what he was doing. The beam made circles of light that rose from the ground up with me at the center. Its affect on me alternated between uncomfortable and benign depending on how I was thinking. The person next to me hurried me saying it was a truth beam, as long as I told the truth I would be fine. I fell to my knees and looked to the sky, curling my body inward as if the beam hurt or I was trying to resist it. I devoted those few moments to concentrating my thoughts (serious mental discipline exercise) on expressing a closeness with the truth. I felt the being, some hundred feet away in a firing stance relax. It seemed mechanical almost, so clear on its duties. But it was completely biological. I knew there was a soul in there. He ceased firing, and carried on. I stood, confident in my innocence and honesty and humility. "Who was that?" I asked. "He's a lawman." "A lawman?" I questioned. How fascinating! A galactic being dedicated to a code of truth and capable of putting someone on trial in a sense with a weapon. The lawman was surprised by my arrival and was checking if I was a threat, if I was allowed to be there by checking the essence of my person. I just kept saying to myself whilst in the circles "You have faith. I am a good person. I have nothing to be afraid of. I can pass this test."