The Alien Abduction of Lynda Jones

(From the #WeirdDarkness episode, “The Alien Abduction of Lynda Jones”: https://weirddarkness.com/alienabductionoflindajones/)

The strange, and sometimes terrifying, story of Lynda Jones is one that has made its way into the mainstream UFO narrative. It is a chilling case. It is also consistent with the theories and observations made by many investigators of other aspects of alien abduction. Certainly, as we’ll see from Lynda, she eventually remembered being taken and the horrific experiences that came with it. But how many others have had similar encounters? Maybe not all of them have put their pasts behind them, except in their minds.

The Lynda Jones case is one found in several UFO books, most notably Without Consent by respected author and UFO researcher Philip Mantle. Really, what happened to Lynda Jones that night in 1979? Or was it only the first of many such encounters?

Lynda Jones and her husband, Trevor, had just come in from chatting with a neighbor at their home on the Didsbury estate of Manchester. Summer had really come into its own, and their two children, five-year-old Christopher and 15-year-old Lisa, were making the most of it by enjoying long days in the sun.

Lynda and the kids drove a half hour to the open farmlands west of Liverpool, where Lynda’s friend Pam met them, after her husband Trevor dashed off for his job at the factory. Her friend would save some time, and Lynda could take the children to look at wildflowers (she was fond of them). They separated at Simon’s Bridge around 7:30 pm.

But Trevor was not due home from work until 10:30 pm, so she got her pocket Oxford Dictionary of Wild Flowers out and walked slowly along the riverbank, identifying each flower in turn as she went. The lightness of the evening was only ever so slightly beginning to die down by 9 pm when Lynda felt a fairytale stillness in her bones.

Except that serenity was shattered as Lisa spoke up, “Mum! The moon is coming at us!”

Lynda turned, but not before she saw her daughter and then the odd thing descending from the twilight sky. It sounded like it was coming their way from the nearby golf course on the other side of a stand of trees. Years later, she would remember, “Looking back at it, the shape was like a rugby ball, only really big and bright orange in color, with a spinning effect. It appeared as if this huge object was traveling towards us, but sideways!”

For a moment, she watched the surreal display before yelling to her kids, “GET DOWN,” dropping herself and each kid next to her. She had been braced for an eruption. Maybe it fell out of a plane from the nearby airport? But when no such sounds came, she lifted her head to look again. They had the impression that the object passed directly overhead and then disappeared behind a ridgeline. She thought for a minute and glanced at the nearby environment.

Just like that, she realized the effect was different from a few moments ago when they first saw their low-flying object. Now, there was no sound but for the heavy silence. The usual bustle from the relatively distant road made only a murmur.

Taking her children by the hands, she walked with a steady gait toward where the object had vanished over an embankment. Once at the top, her cousin described seeing an “odd” object resembling something that looked like it was from a Bible, flying around 25 yards away, hovering just above the ground.

She would later say, “The thing was about 60 feet wide and hovering only two or three feet above the ground. It was disappearing and reappearing. It had a light on top of it—a very bright light that seemed to be a separate entirely from the object itself!”

Lynda could not stop gazing into the mysterious light before she had a sudden urge to go and walk toward it. As she did, the light seemed to shine brighter. She pushed forward with persistent strides. When she approached the weird object, a glowing orange ball exited it, traveling toward her. Despite this, Lynda pressed on.

The next thing she heard was Lisa’s voice from behind her, “Mum… Come back! Come back!”

It was the plea that snapped her out of it.

Coming back to herself now and afraid of what she had done, she turned and fled with her children in tow. At that moment, Lisa suddenly shouted as they sprinted back along the bank in the direction they were originally traveling… “It’s here again!”

When she turned, the object was flying beside her. Screaming at Lisa to ‘keep running,’ she picked up her younger son. They crossed over a grassland area, but their reality started warping as they did. The grass suddenly grew six feet tall for a moment. Not only that, it was “folding down” on itself, like something was pressing upon it.

Although terrified and witnessing the grass behave like nothing she had ever seen before, Lynda kept going straight into it. She could see her housing estate. Clutching Christopher and with Lisa just a step behind, the two bolted through their house and slammed shut every door they could.

When she got in, Lynda saw that Trevor was there already. He gazed back at her and, puzzled, asked bluntly, “Why are your eyes like that?” She looked into the mirror and saw how red and scaly her eyes had become.

She described to her husband what had just happened. They would also sketch the object while it was fresh in their minds. Only then did Lynda realize she was missing about ninety minutes of time.

It all happened at approximately 6:30 pm EST, lasting no longer than ten minutes from the time it took to flee back home. But when they had been back indoors ten minutes later, it was now 10:50 pm.

It was over a year before Lynda started to think again about the strange incident. Yet, in early winter of 1980, she would gladly volunteer to be hypnotically regressed—just to experience those ninety minutes again.

All this happened several times, but each session was filmed on video for a total of ten hours. Lynda preferred to describe these sessions as “too distressing.” It got to the point that she could not watch most of those tapes. She remembered, “I was in tears to see myself hypnotized. It made me very angry at times when I thought it appeared so. It was just too much!”

What she does know, as well as anyone can ever hope to, is what really occurred on that sultry summer’s evening by the River Mersey. Through the hypnosis sessions, through memories that resurface uninvited, and even for her own children who contain those precious pieces of memory, she spent ninety minutes that are about to return fully.

She remembered how “several people” were running towards it and them when she was about to flee the object with her children. The “men” wore “long dark coats and trilby hats.” They carried two satchel-type bags, one for each. A strange mist also seemed to have materialized out of thin air that she didn’t remember from before.

The men ran past her to the object, eventually disappearing into the mist.

Again, a “black column of vapor” came over, in the midst of which appeared more “men.” They wore a “one-piece jumpsuit” and were all said to have “appeared similar.” The next thing she felt was like floating up.

The next thing she remembers is waking up in an odd room. She says strange beings were entering the room around her. When they appeared, the men were in formal attire — “with long necks” and sporting “Oriental features,” Lynda said she had a peculiar sense of déjà vu that one of them looked like somebody she met before.

The next thing she remembered was being on a table. A cold sensation was put on her legs. She raised her head to take a look around. It felt like an exam to her. However, every time she tried to lift her head, one of the beings would flash a light directly into her eyes until she had no choice but to look away.

Lynda was unable to remember what exactly the test consisted of, as regression or her own memory would not allow it. One thing she had observed before awaking from her hypnotic regression is that after the event, for no apparent reason and without a clinical cause being identified at the time following 1986, her menstrual cycle was in essence out of phase with itself on occasion.

It had been far from her thoughts. Yet, when a set of strange marks appeared on her arm from nowhere, which then eventually disappeared over the day, sometimes in hours, she started to wonder if there was any connection to that odd evening at River Mersey. To the extent that she would eventually go to her GP.

She was, to put it mildly, stunned when he talked about her recent pregnancy and miscarriage after examining her. The last time she was pregnant and gained weight, it stayed that way after having her son. He was firm in his conclusion, and so now Lynda would be referred to a specialist. They would verify that scarring of her fallopian tubes was due to an ectopic pregnancy.

But this time, she was even more surprised with the results. She was convinced she had never miscarried, and certainly not an ectopic pregnancy, because that is excruciatingly painful — and deadly if left untreated.

She would later clarify: “I have never had an ectopic pregnancy; I don’t know how! I do not know what came over me! However, I realize that about other stuff in my life now!”

The first incident of her going to the police with accusations against what her husband remembered happened in 1972. That evening, the couple was driving on the country roads. At around 9 pm, they thought of dropping by their neighborhood pub on the way home. But it started spinning as he approached the traffic light. These bright lights were behind them, as Trevor observed.

And then, after spinning for what felt like a good few moments, the car was static once more – stopped at some traffic lights with their green twinkling. Trevor felt a bit uneasy. But when they got to the pub, it was in total darkness. They glanced at their watch to see that it was 2:30 am. They remember nothing of those five and a half hours.

There was also the memory of “the men in trilby hats.” She remembered seeing the same kind of men over and over throughout her life. One time, she called the police after finding one of these “creepy” men in her backyard. After they got there, they walked around the courtyard.

It wasn’t until several minutes had passed and they hadn’t come back inside that she came out to see them white-faced and open-mouthed. When she asked if anyone was there, they said that they saw a person. But, he had “vanished – completely vanished!”

In the following years, more and even stranger incidents would take place. Some years after she was left the anonymous warning, a letter arrived asking her to go into the hospital for tests and check-ups. After she tried to chase down the results, the hospital said they had no records of her appointment — or the doctor tasked with checking on her. Strange written requests still arrived for strange tests.

Strangely, working as a beautician in the early ’80s – her name badge would have all of its lettering removed.

The year before, in 1988, while driving home from Nottingham with her husband after visiting friends, they had another bad experience. As they drove along the deserted country roads, every so often, the headlights would dim down to near darkness only to come back in full intensity again. It brought Trevor back, his visibility cut by the braking lights, so he steered to the shoulder of the road. He was left to hope now that a car would pass by so he could follow it.

Then all of a sudden, Trevor told Lynda to “look up,” and there directly in front and above was the “bright circular something large.” It soared slowly at first, then up and away as little more than a speck in just a split-second.

A car came whooshing by seconds later, and they put the sighting out of their minds to follow its taillights as it knifed through the blackness before them. But after a few miles, the car disappeared completely. Satisfied with how the lights illuminated his path, Trevor said he moved on to search for a fork that might have led them somewhere. But they were only on a straight road. The couple also reported experiencing three hours of lost time.

She went on to disclose that she disappeared one day when she was a little kid in a similar strange incident. It was just like she found out, but in light of everything else that would come to pass later on as an adult who knows better versus a child always aiming for auto-pilot innocence, the episode might be revisited yet again.

While she was playing in a field near their house, her parents started calling for her. They would even tell her she’d been gone for hours. In addition, she claimed to have never left the field at all, yet her parents and supposedly “neighbors” who assisted in searching for her had reportedly already swept through the field several times before. But there was never anything in it to begin with, all three different times.

The men in their trilby hats would appear still more frequently, prowling into her memories. While she could never remember an overt face-to-face experience with them, they were always quietly, invisibly in the background of strange occurrences. Odd events, which she had apparently blocked out on her own.

Maybe something relevant when you consider the Men In Black ecnounters, and that is correspondence from the CAA. They asked her to give a detailed message text, which they could forward to the Ministry of Defense (MoD). They also indicated that they had tracked an unknown object on radar as well. Yet, when UFO investigators went to check these reports, the MoD would claim it knew nothing about them.

What of the allegations from Lynda Jones? She seems like a good witness. After all, Mantle is a respected and serious researcher. Moreover, the repeating decades-long psychic sequential series of extraterrestrial kidnappings right from one’s tender age, as found in scores of other alien abduction instances across continents.

Most concerning and curious, given her recent history, Lynda had not known she was pregnant, resulting in at least a suspected ectopic pregnancy. Researchers such as Dr. David Jacobs have made claims that his (and abduction research) suggests that alien abductions are actually part of a hybridization program. This might be one reason why they even bother to contact humans in their best efforts at disguise yet again.

That would certainly explain the multiple abductions and the apparent usage of Jones’ womb as a baby mill (at least once) theory.

Moreover, there are other cases where this has happened or could have been done with another woman and her family. Like Brett Olden, and not far behind, a friend from across the pond, Diane Swanson in Las Vegas. When they had everything happen to them in their bedroom during a bizarre abduction in 1987, with the couple arriving home expecting their first baby.

All would be subjected to experiments, all would talk of their abductors as “gray aliens.” More grotesquely, they would take the baby out of Diane while still in utero. She is stunned and will consult a doctor the next day. This was equally surprising to the doctors. They replied for an investigation to be aired on television, “like that a scalpel went in and removed the fetus.”

Could it possibly all be as insane, if not more so, than the notion that they could secretly abduct one in every two hundred people without inciting mass panic? Are their hybrids already here with us?

(“The Alien Abduction of Lynda Jones” source: Marcus Lowth, UFOInsight.com: https://weirddarkness.tiny.us/435pws87)