My wife has always had an interest in the paranormal. She is quite interested in ghosts, specters, and spirits from the other side. She believes that they come to visit out of kindness and good will, and not to scare the hell out of us. She sees them often. I however, am not certain of their intent or their good nature, but I have always given in to my wife’s insistence that all is well in the spirit realm.
There was a time not too long ago, when I saw a different side of my wife. A fear of the unknown. A fear, not of ghostly daring dos, but of possible Alien intrusion. Yes, that’s right. We had a harrowing experience, one that she could not explain other than Alien involvement.
It was early evening, that time in between light and dark, when shadows dance across time and space, making the world appear black and white. There was a fine rain falling, a mist that seemed to enhance the shadows, making them seem closer than they actually were. We were returning home from the Casino. We were regaling each other with tales of our losses, as we approached a short covered section of the road, a covered bridge that was basically an underpass to allow cars to pass above us. We had driven through this underpass hundreds of times. At best, it took 15 seconds to clear, and arrive on the other side.
We entered the short tunnel, There was no talking as we went through. When we reached the other side. We looked at each other with some concern.
“That seemed to take a hell of a long time.”, I said.
“I know.”, my wife agreed. “How long were we in there for?”
I don’t know.”, I answered. I wasn’t looking at the clock.”
“What time did we leave the casino at?”, she asked.
“I don’t remember.”, I said.
“Well, that’s just weird.”, she muttered. “What do you think happened?”
“I have no idea.”, I told her.
“Don’t you think it strange that we both felt it took forever to get through the underpass?”, she asked. And neither of us can remember what time we left the casino?”
“I suppose.”, I stated. “But there’s probably some reasonable explanation.”
“Well”, she said, as straight faced as I had ever seen her, “I think either we were scanned by aliens, or we entered some sort of time warp.” I looked at her closely. She was dead serious.
“Really?”, I asked. “You think that time was frozen while some aliens fiddled with us? I would have liked them to take us out for dinner first.”
“I never said that time was frozen.”, she explained. “We simply don’t remember the time when they scanned us. Something pretty extra ordinary, something extra terrestrial just happened to us.” She paused only long enough to light a cigarette. “What if we have all kinds of weird side effects?”
“Like what?”, I asked.
“I don’t know.”, she replied. “Like horrible nightmares, or we get some virus or something.”
“Or maybe we start sculpting things out of mashed potatoes.”, I offered. “Hey, wait a minute. Did you check to make sure they didn’t take your money when you were being scanned?”
“You really need to stop being such a sarcastic ass.”
” I just don’t know why you’re so freaked out by it.”, I answered.
“Because its weird.”, she said. “Something happened to us, and I can’t explain it. You can’t explain it. Its kind of scary that we can’t account for the time, don’t you think?”
“I don’t know.”, I said. “I guess I just don’t think that everything I can’t explain is the result of a ghost or alien encounter.”
“Well”, she continued, “this was something quite out of the ordinary. Something else was at work here. Don’t you think its even possible?””
“Almost everything is possible.”, I said. “I’m just not sure I want to accept the notion that I had been violated by aliens.”
“Is it really so far fetched?”, she persisted.
“Not really.”, I answered. “I just don’t know how I could respect myself in the morning if its true.”
“You’re an ass.”, she told me.
“I know.”, I reminded her. “You’ve already mentioned that.”
My wife has told this story countless times, to countless numbers of people, and each time, they look to me for some sort of explanation from this world. I can’t give them one. I just don’t know. Perhaps my wife is right. Maybe we were scanned by beings from another world, or another dimension. She just may be right. It wouldn’t be the first time. Or perhaps she is one of them. That would explain so much.