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The Day Manhattan Stood Still The Day Manhattan Stood Still A TRUE EYE-WITNESS ACCOUNT OF THE SOUTH STREET ABDUCTIONS By Yancy Spence When I heard UFO MAGAZINE publisher William J. Brines speak at the recent MUFON conference in Rochester, NY, I was intrigued with what he said about “consecutive evidence,” every step along the way. Later, when I ran into Dr. Brines at the Hyatt Hotel, I told him my story had everything to do with such evidence. I am a witness to a remarkable UFO event, The Brooklyn Bridge Abductions, which has been called by ufologists “the case of the crest, with no traffic ahead of me, when my toward Knickerbocker. It was surreal and it the century.”Being an eye witness, I can easily trucks lights and engine shut down, and the scared the hell out of me. say it's " the case of the millenniums." The truck coasted to a stop. I tried the emergency When I looked back toward proverbial landing on the White house lawn, lights, but they didn't work either. Knickerbocker there was a totally different they just chose the harbor of lower Manhattan I looked into my side-view mirror to see light. It was bluish-white with a cloudy mist and instead. who was going to pile into me, and then saw all shaped like a stage spotlight coming down from If you follow the evidence, you get to of the headlights of the vehicles behind me go above. Within this light appeared what looked the truth of what actually happened on the out. And they also slowly coasted to a stop. It like four “balls” ascending in an arrowhead morning of November 30, 1989. The facts of felt like everything was going into slow motion. formation. They were tumbling, and as they got what I personally saw have yet to be made The bridges lights went out and everything went closer to the source of the light, the balls opened public. Most of my recollections of that dark. In retrospect, I believe that a power grid in up like blooming flowers. I could see that there morning came back to me as instant, total recall. Lower Manhattan shut down. It was an eerie were three gray aliens in dark jumpsuit’s in a I eventually put things together with what went sight, to say the least. Outside of my window, I triangular formation surrounding an angelic- on at the Manhattan offices of the New York caught sight of a beam of red light playing looking, dark-haired women in a white gown. Post right after the event – or abduction, if you across the nearby buildings. The light changed Her long hair flowed out in all directions, as if like – occurred. This took a lot of legwork, plus to a greenish-white color and became pencil in a pool of water. They all looked like they the help of some trustworthy gentlemen that I've thin as it traveled across the building facades. were being pulled up by their mid-sections. I had the pleasure to work with and become close Whoever was outside at the time had to see it, thought, at the time, that each body was being friends with over the 28 years I've worked at the because this beam of light was the only power lifted on cables and that they were making a Post in the delivery department. source working in the blackout. One of my movie. About a dozen people remember the thoughts was that this must be some kind of That's all I remembered of the procession of stretch limos that was parked on laser test that the Brooklyn Navy Yard was experience at first. Over the course of the next South Street (where the New York Post is conducting, but the source of the light stopped four weeks, however, more details resurfaced, located). These obviously belonged to some before the East River. and that's when I “remembered” the spacecraft. very important people. I, myself, remember the The shape of the light kept changing It was saucer shaped, and the bottom half was ugly colored Rolls Royce parked at the end of from an oblong oval to a perfect circle. It outer space black with angled sections like a the little pedestrian island that faces the loading focused in on one of the top floors of a nearby stealth fighter. The saucers top half was bays for the delivery trucks. The Rolls was building. At first, I couldn't make out what mushroom shaped – very “organic” and smooth parked the wrong way on South Street, and the building it was. But as if to answer my thoughts, with a gray metallic color. The construction chauffeur was standing just outside the driver’s- the beam of light shot down to street level and looked as if it was laminated. At the crown was side door. He had his driving hat off and placed ran the length of the block, exposing the two an open donut-shaped hole, and inside was what on the Rolls’ long hood. His arms were crossed sets of very distinctive 15-foot-high inverted looked molten metal or some kind of fluid. like Superman, daring some crazy New York metal fishhook gates. These were riot gates used Whatever that substance was, it was percolating cabbies to run him down. The Rolls has been to protect the only two entrance ways into the like a volcanic mud bed. The rim was a bright linked to the then-Secretary General of the courtyards of the Knickerbocker apartment red and the center was an even brighter yellow. United Nations. The four men I tracked down complex, on Cherry St.. In a fraction of a second, that molten mass all remembered the Rolls and line of more than I've seen that building thousands of dissipated to the inside of the dome, turning to a dozen dark limos. One of these men was Steve times. How could I not know it was the liquid fire and spinning around Dunleavy, Investigative Reporter, who Knickerbocker? The light beam then shot back counterclockwise like a giant cotton candy remembers the limos but not the Rolls. up to the top floor of the center building, the one machine. The outside of the dome turned a That morning, at 2:30 AM, I was with the exposed water tank, and focused on the bright red. And then the saucer and its upstairs in the South Street Diner, which is on bottom half of a double-pane window. There occupants just disappeared. the corner of South Street and Catherine Slip. I was a window to the right of it that was half the was told to report in early for my route, which size, probably a bathroom window. This Continued on Page 39 didn't go out until 4:00 AM. One of my bosses greenish-white light beam started to grow asked me to give his cousin a ride to Shore brighter and more intense. Then, for some COMING SOON Parkway, the “Riviera of Brooklyn,” or so he reason, I looked at my side view mirror, and at told me before I dropped him off. To get back to that instant the sky lit up. I saw maybe two- THE ‘X’ ZONE TV SHOW the plant, I took the Manhattan Bridge. At that dozen people who were now outside of their ON time, both lanes under the pedestrians walkway stalled vehicles, the flash illuminated them were carrying Manhattan-bound traffic. At through the bridges superstructure. Some of THE TALKSTAR TV exactly 3:15 AM, I was a third of the way over them were screaming and looked like crazed NETWORK birds locked in a cage, as others pointed back