s。 The late Henry Stimson； secretary of war during World War II； maintained a lavish estate on the summit。 For decades the Mount was known as a haunted place； the site of a number of mysterious deaths and disappearances。 In the spring of 1967 young couples necking on the back roads began to see low…flying UFOs； particularly around a field that was used as a junkyard for old cars。 Others claimed to see a giant hairy monster with gleaming red eyes。
After Miss Paro began to broadcast reports of what was happening on Mount Misery； the usual mobs started to cruise the area nightly to the consternation of the scattered and snobbish residents。 Jane and her boyfriend Richard joined the stream of cars one night in early May and eventually found themselves alone on a back road near High Hold； the old Stimson place。
Richard； who was driving； suddenly plained of feeling unwell。 He stopped the car and a moment later slumped over the wheel unconscious。 Jane was terrified。 But before she could focus her attention on him； a brilliant beam of light shot out of the woods next to the road 〃like a floodlight。〃 It dazzled her and she fell back in her seat unable to move。
The next thing they knew； they were driving along Old Country Road at the base of Mount Misery。
〃How did we get here？〃 Richard …asked her； baffled。 〃What happened？〃
〃Let's go home；〃 Jane choked。 They never discussed the incident again until I arrived on the scene。
A few days later； on May 17； Jane answered the phone （she had her own phone in her room） and a strange metallic voice addressed her。 〃Listen carefully；〃 it said。 〃I cannot hear you。〃 It instructed her to go to a small public library nearby and look up a certain book on Indian history。
She did as she was instructed。 On May 19 she went to the library at 10：30 A。M。 The place was deserted except for the librarian； who struck Jane as being unusual。 The woman was 〃dressed in an old…fashioned suit like something out of the 1940s； with a long skirt； broad shoulders； and flat old…looking shoes。〃 （Remember； this was in 1967； long before the 1940s styles became popular again。） She had a dark plexion； with a fine bone structure； and very black eyes and hair。 When Jane entered； the woman seemed to be expecting her and produced the book instantly from under her desk。
Jane sat down at a table and began to riffle through the book； pausing on page forty…two。 Her caller had told her to read that page。
〃You won't believe this；〃 she told me； 〃but the print became smaller and smaller； then larger and larger。 It changed into a message and I can remember every word of it。
〃 'Good morning； friend；' it began。 'You have been selected for many reasons。 One is that you are advanced in autosuggestion。 Through this science we will make contact。 I have messages concerning Earth and its people。 The time is set。 Fear not。。。 I am a friend。 For reasons best known to ourselves you must make your contacts known to one reliable person。 To break this code is to break contact Proof shall be given。 Notes must be kept of the suggestion state。 Be in peace； ＇signed＇ A Pal。'
〃The print became very small again； and then the normal text reappeared。〃
As soon as Jane left the library she became quite ill and vomited several times during the next two days。 She approached Miss Paro with her story and was advised to get in touch with me。 Her experience on the Mount； her phone call； and the remark about 〃autosuggestion〃 all stirred my interest。 In those days none of the UFO enthusiasts knew anything about these factors and a hoax seemed very unlikely。 And； unknown to Miss Paro and Jane； I was in touch with a distant contactee who was municating with 〃Apholes。〃 The signature 〃A Pal〃 seemed close enough to Apholes to take seriously。 I suspected that Jane had been programed for a set of special experiences and I kept in constant touch with her in the months which followed； maintaining an extensive record of her experiences。
In early June； Jane began to see the 〃librarian〃 wherever she went。 On June 6； while wandering through a local department store； the woman appeared behind a dress rack。 She wore the same old…fashioned clothes and tried to speak to Jane in 〃broken English〃 There was something wrong about her speech and movements。 〃It was as if 。。。 she were dead；〃 Jane said。 When asked if she lived around Babylon； the woman laughed in a strange hysterical way； 〃like an emotionally disturbed person。〃 （This weird laugh has been described by many contactees。）
〃Is there any A…U here？〃 the woman asked。 Jane didn't know what she meant。 Just that week I had been pondering the significance of gold in UFO and religious lore。 Gold is the seventy…ninth element and the chemical symbol for it is AU。
Jane offered to give the woman a lift but she declined and wandered off。
Unable to sleep at night； Jane got up at the crack of dawn the following morning and went for a walk on an impulse。 The dark…skinned woman stepped out of an alley and approached her shyly。 〃Peter is ing；〃 she announced。
This statement shook Jane。 She remembered that Catholic lore predicts that the final pope will be named Peter。
〃Why are you interested in our Mount？〃 the woman continued； then repeated； 〃Peter is ing very soon。〃
Next a large black Cadillac came down the street and stopped next to them。 It was 〃brand…new； very shiny and polished；〃 Jane recalled。 The driver was an olive…skinned man wearing wraparound sunglasses and dressed in a neat gray suit； apparently of the same material as the woman's clothes。 The rear door opened and a man climbed out with a big grin on his face。 He was about five feet eight inches tall； with dark skin and Oriental eyes。 Jane thought he looked like a Hawaiian。 He had the air of someone very important and was dressed in a well…cut； expensive…looking suit of the same gray material that was shiny like silk but was not silk。
He solemnly shook hands with the girl； 〃his hand was as cold as ice；〃 and stared at her steadily with his jet…black eyes； grinning all the while。
〃Do you know who I am？〃 he asked。 〃I am Apol ＇pronounced Apple＇。〃
The Cadillac〃 pulled away and drove off； leaving the three of them standing on the street。 Apol produced a piece of folded paper and handed it to Jane。
〃Wear this always；〃 he told her。 〃So 'they' will know who you are。〃
〃Who's they？〃 she asked。
〃They are the very good people；〃 he answered。
The paper； a piece of very old parchment； contained a small metal disc about the size of a quarter。 As they talked they walked slowly toward the center of town until they stood in front of the post office。 Jane impulsively announced she was going to mail the disc to someone。 She went into the post office； got an envelope； and sent the disc and parchment to me special delivery。 The two strangers smiled broadly at each other。
When she came out of the post office； Apol told her a number of things about her childhood that no one could have known and advised her to avoid iodine。 （She had a minor health problem which required her to avoid iodine in her diet。）
The car reappeared and the two people got into it and drove off。 〃I felt very strange while I was talking to them；〃 she recalled。 〃I was whoozy 。。。 like I was in a daze or something。〃
If it hadn't been for the metal disc I would have classified the entire episode as hallucinatory。 The next day I received the special delivery envelope and was very disappointed by the contents。 The disc looked like a blank identification tag similar to those that e with flea collars。 The parchment seemed to be the remnants of a very old envelope。 After examining it； I put the disc back into the paper exactly as I had received it； then placed the whole thing in a small envelope which I sealed with Scotch tape。 I put this into a larger manila envelope and mailed it back to Jane special delivery。
She phoned me the next day。
〃Why did you bend the disc and tear up the paper？〃 she demanded。
She had just received