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waiting” (Chorvinsky, 1997). A terrible death<br />
smell, like something rotting in the sun, hung<br />
in the air.<br />
The nurse felt a literal freezing sensation<br />
when the figure stared at her. She quickly retreated.<br />
By the time she got to her original<br />
destination, the male nurse on duty saw that<br />
she was cold. He wrapped her in blankets and<br />
gave her hot chocolate. It was two hours,<br />
however, before she felt herself able to speak<br />
about what she had seen.<br />
Another re t i red nurse claimed to have<br />
seen the Grim Reaper on a number of occasions.<br />
“Us u a l l y,” she said, “I just see a dark<br />
f i g u re, robed, standing near the nurses’ station,<br />
or perhaps in the hall. Ve ry rare l y, the<br />
f i g u re will be white. I’ve never heard it speak,<br />
but someone always dies within a few days of<br />
its appearance.”<br />
A man identified only as A. L. told a story<br />
with a different ending. Late one evening in<br />
1974, he was sitting in his Yonkers, New<br />
York, apartment while his three children slept<br />
in their rooms. His wife was in their bathroom.<br />
When he happened to glance to his<br />
right, he was startled to observe a blackhooded<br />
figure holding a scythe, its face a luminous<br />
white skull. It was staring at him as it<br />
glided slowly backward and disappeared<br />
through the door. Fearing that the Reaper had<br />
come for someone, A. L. banged on the bathroom<br />
door. When he got no response, he entered<br />
and found his wife lying on the floor<br />
next to an empty bottle of pills. With the assistance<br />
of his sister and her husband, who<br />
lived close by, he was able to revive his wife<br />
and take her to the hospital. “The encounter<br />
has left me with the feeling that the Reaper is<br />
a special friend,” he told Chorvinsky. “He appeared<br />
to me and gave warning instead of taking<br />
someone.”<br />
Someone else claimed that the Grim Re a p e r<br />
s a ved his life when he was eight years old.<br />
Dennis Wa rd rop was skating on a pond when<br />
the ice gave way under his feet, and he<br />
plunged into the frigid water. He tried desperately<br />
to find a way out as his lungs filled with<br />
the water. He felt something poking him and<br />
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grabbed onto it as it lifted him to safety. After<br />
he wiped the water from his eyes, he was terrified<br />
to learn that he was holding the blunt end<br />
of a long scythe in the hands of a tall, large figu<br />
re with the face of a decomposing corpse. It<br />
w o re a black robe and a hood over its head. Inside<br />
the eye sockets we re “swirling whirlpools<br />
of black and dimly glowing reds.” An “odor of<br />
d e a t h” permeated the air. Perhaps sensing his<br />
f e a r, the fig u re assured him (whether telepathically<br />
or orally is not explained) that he would<br />
be okay, that it was not yet his time. The boy<br />
collapsed from exhaustion. When he re v i ve d<br />
soon there a f t e r, the fig u re was gone, and he<br />
felt curiously warm even though it was only<br />
f o u rteen degrees above ze ro.<br />
Chorvinsky writes, “I have investigated<br />
particularly intriguing cases in which the<br />
Reaper has been seen by multiple witnesses.<br />
And . . . I know of incidents in which the<br />
Reaper was reported to have actually healed<br />
injuries and assisted the ill and the dying.”<br />
Further Reading<br />
Chorvinsky, Mark, 1997. “Encounters with the<br />
Grim Reaper.” Strange Magazine 18 (Summer):<br />
6–12.<br />
Gyeorgos Ceres Hatonn<br />
Gyeorgos Ceres Hatonn—usually addressed<br />
and referred to simply as Hatonn—speaks<br />
through Doris Ekker (known as Dharma).<br />
George and Desiree Green and others associated<br />
with the Phoenix Project distribute Hatonn’s<br />
messages through a magazine called the<br />
Phoenix Journal. Hatonn describes himself as<br />
“Commander in Chief, Earth Project Transition,<br />
Pleiades Sector Flight command, Intergalactic<br />
Federation Fleet-Ashtar Command;<br />
Earth Representative to the Cosmic Council<br />
and Intergalactic Federation Council on Earth<br />
Transition” (“Who Is Hatonn?”).<br />
Hatonn denies that the process through<br />
which he communicates is channeling. It is,<br />
he says, more like radio transmission directly<br />
from spaceship to contactee. “We travel and<br />
act,” he says, “in the direct service and under<br />
Command of Esu Jesus Immanuel Sananda.