"It's the middle of the night on a small farm in Iowa. A young kid hears his dog barking hysterically, so he gets out of his bed and runs outside to see what is going on; he chases the sound of his dog barking into the middle of the cornfield, then, suddenly, a green beam of light shines on him from out of the sky!"
Typical 'B' movie alien trope, the green tractor beam from the ufo
Only, I had it happen to me. I start off the story with this well-known image because, well, there's just no better way to describe the tube of light- Imagine a stereotypical tractor beam, gets you pretty fucking close.
Well, I can do better; the light was 'milky', primarily green, but white tinged, and almost 'sparkly' in some way. And, it reached all the way up to the stars.
This happened ten or eleven years ago; I used to live pretty much on the beach in southern california. A favorite pasttime was going to the beach at night and watching the waves; a past time even more enjoyable under the presence of LSD; lucy being a friend I was well familiar with at the time.
One evening, my friend L and I are sitting on the beach, watching the waves, we'd taken a few tabs a little while earlier. It's a clear sky. Suddenly, BAM- green spot light laser beam shining on both of us from out of infinity.
Then, the light clicks off.
I look to my left, and right, up and down the beach, looking for maybe a cop patrolling, harassing us with his highbeams because of being on beach past curfew, or maybe one of the houses behind is is fucking with us by shining a laser...?
Or a helicopter?
No. Nothing. Much to the dismay of the rational side of my mind scrambing to find a logical explanation for it's first encounter with something totally out of this world.
Then , L turns to me and says 'Did you just see that?"
"Fuckkkkkkkkkk I'm so glad you said something; I thought maybe I'd just started losing my mind"
Then it turned on again.
I realize this story would be better if I could accurately describe the length of time that those light beams shone on us; but, as anyone well familiar with psychedelics can attest to, time stops having any real meaning. Even more so when the mind thinks it's encountering life from another level of reality entirely. 30 seconds? 10 seconds? 3 minutes? A lifetime?
L and I quickly began discussing whether or not we were going to stay and wait until we got abducted by aliens (my entire concept of alien/other dimensional life being in it's infancy at the time, and much informed by popular sci fi movies), Very quickly we were in agreement that No, not happening that night and so we scurried off the beach.
Were it me now, certainly would have made a different choice, and stuck my well-travelled hitch hiker's thumb up to the sky the moment I saw that light beam turn on...
Despite our intent NOT to get abducted by aliens... I have to wonder, given the commonalities across abduction accounts of 'missing time' and suppressed memories; perhaps first beam was us being taken, and second beam was us returning?
Maybe not even a tractor beam at all, but rather a message laser- in which case, why so physically large?
All speculation at this point... but it's certainly an experience I would LOVE to know what the fuck actually happened and why, from where and who and when.