Jim Marrs - PSI Spies - Amazon S3

ESPionage 211of me, as well. There was a feeling of searing heat andbitter cold, both at the same time. I stood watching myfingers melt and flow outward along the beam, totallyfascinated by the process. It then dawned on me anewthat this might be dangerous. I pulled my hand back,and the beam resumed its former shape and color. Myfingers were intact. I realized that my hand had notmelted, at all. It had been placed into an area wheretime was proceeding at a different speed. I had beenseeing the hand in that time-space locale from the vantagepoint of normal time and space.I shoved my whole hand into the beam and watchedas the same thing happened again. This time, the searingheat and bitter cold did not seem quite as intense.I thrust my arm in up to the middle of the forearm. Then,my wrist became icy and painfully cold and I instinctivelyjerked my hand back. The beam resumed itsformer shape and color. My arm was as it should be.I looked to my left and saw the machine from whichthe beam originated. There were some men standingaround it with goggles. They were checking dials andgadgets. I wanted to go down and see what they weredoing, but vaguely remembered that my tasked purposefor being here did not include side trips. “Oh, yes!”I remembered. “I’m supposed to step into it and describeit from the inside.” Without any further thoughtfor personal safety and without even rememberingwhat I was to look for, I stepped into the beam.I experienced something at that moment that Ihave never been adequately able to explain to anyone.