ted that Desvergers had called him approximately two weeks ago and stated that he had been receiving anonymous threatening telephone calls while at work in the establishment in which he is employed。 The gist of the calls were threats telling Desvergers to lay off of his story and that if he didn't he would be sorry and several other things。〃
Witnesses to landings and low…level overflights are often singled out for harassment； even when they don't report their sightings。 Publicized contactees like Woodrow Derenberger receive the full treatment。
Like many sincere contactees； Woody decided to write a book about bis experiences and； like most contactees； ended up paying for the cost of printing himself。 Contactee books； and there are hundreds of them； have a very limited fringe market of only two or three thousand people； so Madison Avenue publishers understandably give them short shrift In Woody's little effort he stated： （2）
＇2＇ Woodrow W。 Derenberger； with Harold W。 Hubbard； Visitors from Lanulos （New York： Vantage Press； 1971）。
As I write this book； I keep getting phone calls warning me to stop。 They have even called my wife at her place of employment； telling her to stop me or they will。 These people have also called my friends making the same threat。 I have no way of knowing who these people are； yet they are calling too often to be crank calls。 Several times I have written material that has disappeared from my home。 When I leave home for any reason； I always lock all doors and windows； yet several times when we returned home； we found our home had been ransacked； drawers pulled out； papers strewn all over the floor； and valuable tapes missing； and my tape recorder broken。 。。。 I have mailed letters； dropped personally by me in the Post Office letter box； that have failed to reach their destination。
After Woody's contact became widely known； two gentlemen dropped into the appliance store where he worked and walked directly up to him。
〃We think you know who we are； Mr。 Derenberger；〃 they said flatly。 〃We'd advise you to forget all about what you've seen。〃
They left as abruptly as they'd arrived。 Woody described them as being short； stocky； dressed in black suits； and having olive plexions。 For some reason he concluded the Men in Black were really from the Mafia。
No matter where he moved…and he moved several times in 1967…the phone pranksters and black Cadillacs managed to find him； he claims。
Meanwhile； his pretty young wife and their two children also met Indrid Cold and his colleagues from the planet Lanulos。 Mrs。 Derenberger was frightened of them and felt they were engaged in something evil。 They were just like us； she told me； traveled about in ordinary automobiles； and were probably infiltrating the human race in large numbers。
Woodrow Derenberger's story troubled me from the outset； and for many reasons。 It did not fit the mold of the usual UFO contact tale。 While the telepathy element was mon enough； the total physicality of his experiences seemed too real。 They defied easy classification and would not fit into any of the pigeonholes I had constructed。 Either he was the world's most convincing liar； and had somehow trained his wife； children； and friends to back up his lies； or he had had a very special set of experiences beyond the limits of ufology。
By March 1967 the crowds had given up in discouragement and Mr。 Cold was able to safely land his spaceship on Woody's farm。 Woody went aboard； according to his story； and took a flight all the way to Brazil and back。 The interior of the spaceship was disappointingly normal； with bunks and equipment of obvious terrestrial manufacture。 Later that year； Derenberger would be flown to Lanulos 。。。 a pleasant little planet where the people ran around nearly nude。 Most contactees who claim to have visited other planets； and there are many； usually described a futuristic world。 There was something mundane about Woody's descriptions of that nudist colony in outer space。 Too mundane。
In his later adventures； Woody usually met the spaceships in some isolated spot； often near a highway under construction…a seemingly trivial detail yet one that is most significant。 Cold or one of his partners would pick Woody up in a Volkswagen and drive him to the rendezvous point。
His world was now thickly populated with space people named Kemi； Clinnel； Demo； Ardo； Kletaw； etc。 They assumed real personalities and were very real to him。 But I knew that in most UFO contacts the entities use names adopted from ancient Greek and from mythology； so I was puzzled by these 〃fairy〃 names。 However； many of Woody's experiences had definite fairy tale overtones。 And two of his friends had a classic fairy experience。 A young man named Jim Hacket； and his cousin Daria Sartor； were out sky…watching at a place called Bogle Ridge one night when they saw a group of red； green； and white lights descend from the sky and drop into a gully close to their position。 A moment later there was a bright flash and Jim felt his face tingling； like a mild electric shock。 Then he heard voices outside the car 。。。 voices which Daria could not hear。 Suddenly there was a sharp rap on the window； causing the pair to jump with alarm。 A man holding some kind of red light stood outside the car and Racket received a mental message to get out of the car。
〃Is she your wife？〃 the man asked。
〃No； she's my cousin。〃
The man told him to tell Daria to stay in the car。 Then he led young Hacket off into the darkness。 When he returned； his shoes； socks； and watch were missing。 He said the man had taken them。 It had been raining and the ground was muddy so his shoes had been coated with mud and water。
Jim and Daria visited Woody the next day and the contactee acpanied them to the same spot on Bogle Ridge that night。 Indrid Cold； Karl Ardo； and Demo Hassan were waiting for them。 Woody explained what happened and the spacemen said Hacket had encountered 〃humanoids〃 who were no…good thieves。 He was lucky he had lost only his shoes； socks； and watch。 But they would run the culprits down and recover the items； they promised。
The next morning when Jim stepped out his door to pick up his morning paper he was surprised to find his shoes； now neatly shined； sitting on the step with the laundered socks and the watch inside。
The contactee lore is filled with silly episodes like this。 The entities serve as good guys and bad guys alternately。 Phantom muggers can materialize out of the darkness and attack the contactee with baseball bats； only to be thwarted by the sudden arrival of the good guys who beat them up and cart off their carcasses…and the baseball bats and any other evidence。 Many of our black…suited 〃Silencers〃 are engaged in similar games。
IV。
Jim Hacket was lucky。 He only lost his shoes。 Elsewhere throughout the Ohio River valley； dogs； cows； and horses were dying suddenly and mysteriously； usually from surgical…like incisions in their throats。 Animal disappearances and deaths go hand in hand with the UFO phenomenon。 The most puzzling aspect of these deaths is the absence of blood。 Often the carcasses seem drained of all blood。 The wounds don't bleed。 No blood is in evidence in the grass or dirt where the victims lay。
Among my grimmer memories of 1966…67 are those times when I knelt in farm fields to examine dead animals； particularly dogs； who had suffered amazingly clean and expert cuts。 These deaths were not localized； but came in nationwide waves simultaneously with UFO waves。 This pattern has been repeated since。 Prior to the October 1973 flying saucer flap there was an epidemic of animal deaths throughout the Midwest from Minnesota to Mississippi； causing quite a stir in the local press。
〃Two points confounding investigators have been the absence of blood and footprints；〃 the Kansas City Times reported； December 22； 1973。 〃Even on warm days； with the carcass freshly killed； there has been no bleeding on or around the animal。 Some believed the cattle were drained of blood。 No hu