On another occasion after a night out in Darwin, I was woken by a male voice calling out by the mangroves, "Is anyone there?" My first thought was that Kath had been followed home. The double door began rattling on its hinges. I switched the verandah light on and peeked out through the blinds. No one was there. I said, "This is my house, now go away." Sometimes it was not the 'angelic beings', but what seemed like a variety of fragmented and partially formed consciousnesses that had dropped in on me, and whose behaviours I did not recognise. I did not know what or who they were, so I did not feel right about having them hanging around.
One night I was reading about cattle mutilations on The National Institute for Discovery Science website. After about fifteen minutes, I started to think about the link between extraterrestrials and these reported mutilations. It was a common but controversial theory, but one that I did not find feasible. Harming animals like cows, bulls, sheep, horses and pigs were the actions of a less advanced civilization. It had to be human beings and not aliens. Then the study wall light dimmed up and down six times with two pulses per time. I heard the neighbour's bedroom aircon upstairs pulse along with the light.
On another night, while watching a particularly disturbing episode of the X-Files about a child killer, a scene came on where a little girl was being lowered into a grave with a beating heart made of light. As I watched this I felt a jolt inside. It was like some deep emotional disturbance, that could not be brought to the surface or into conscious awareness. The whole house blacked out. I went and sat in the loungroom with the camping torch to think about what had just happened. No sooner had I sat down when Kath came wide-eyed through the front door.
"Has anything happened here?" she asked.
"Yeah," I said. "I saw a girl being lowered into a grave on the X-Files and the house blacked out!"
She said, "Well, take a look outside. We've just come from the city and half of Nightcliff is blacked out."
While living with Kath I began to start socialising on a more regular basis since the CFIDS, which included platonic dating. My initial interactions over the phone with several males resulted in two blown light bulbs and wall lights dimming up and down from my end. Sometimes it happened to them, even though they were thousands of kilometres away. Physical distance did not make any difference. There were several computer and email crashes, phonelines going dead and one had his computer crash while we were talking on the phone and all his phone wiring burnt out into the wall not long afterwards. They would mention it as being strange and say things like 'this has never happened before'. In the meantime, I would know it had happened often enough for me to recognise the patterns.
One day I had asked the universe about my company and a prospective new relationship and three number plates had appeared in a row [COOL] [SUCCESS] [TABLES] [666]. I knew that my company work was going great. But I didn't understand the [TABLES] plate as it wasn't relevent to anything in my own life. That evening when the person rang he said to me, "The oddest thing happened today. I was walking down the street and then this table began to shake." He went on to explain how there was no-one near it and no wind that could have done it since it was really shaking hard. I told him about the word 'TABLES' appearing in a number plate and we then worked out that both events had occurred within fifteen minutes of each other but over 4000km away. Then one afternoon when I was on my way to have a coffee in Darwin, my satellite phone dialed 3 on its own several times. Then a streetlight blew out in the distance on my way home. My coffee partner later rang me to say that three streetlights had blown out over the top of his head while he was walking beneath them and that others had been flickering on an off when he went for his nightly walks.
The next morning, while at the gym on the treadmill, I was thinking, why can't I have three streetlights in a row instead of just one at a time? When I left the gym about thirty minutes later, there were three streetlights on across the road. They had not been on when I had entered the gym. The number 3 ended up becoming a warning of some kind in my own mind and will now appear as an indication to proceed with caution. This was reoccurring when my satellite phone and a cell phone dialled the number 3 on other occasions without me touching them.
