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The following is the transcription of an interview with Dr. Jonathon Reed conducted by Art Bell on Nov 11, 1998.

AB: = Art Bell
RR: = Robert Raith
DR: = Doctor Jonathon Reed

AB: Tonight, I've got Robert Raith, who was the man who sent me these incredible photographs and a video tape of an alien encounter that Dr Jonathan Reed had about 2 years ago. And you're going to hear the entire story in a moment. As backup for this story, I scanned his 35 mm photographs myself. And I've got the photographs and I held them up for the studio cam and they're still up there now if you want to see them. So you can know that whatever it is, it was not manipulated in a computer. These are original Kodak photographs of an alien encounter. You'll hear all about it shortly.

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AB: ...I've got the photos to go with a very serious encounter and the people involved are going to tell you about it. I think that most of you by now know the story that we are about to tell. I received a phone call from a young gentleman, Robert Raith, last Friday night/Saturday morning who told me an amazing story of an alien encounter and said he had proof. Well, I receive a lot of such calls so, I nevertheless, heard the story and said, "Send the proof!" Well, he did! I got a video tape of the encounter. I got a total of six 35 mm photographs of which I have posted 3. I have a partial script of the story itself. I mean, this evidence just came rolling in, so I put it up on the website where you'll find it now if you can get into the website. It's in total gridlock at the moment. Even I can't get in. That's how heavily it's being hit for various reasons. Now, we're going to also bring Whitley Streiber on. Whitley is a contactee and knows a great deal about these sorts of things. And Whitley's going to be listening and then asking questions, as I'm going to ask, as we proceed. First of all, Robert Raith, are you there?

RR: I am here, Art.

AB: Ok, Robert was the original man who called me that last Friday night/Saturday morning. Right Robert?

RR: That's correct!

AB: Ok, we now also have with us, Dr Jonathan Reed. Jonathan?

DR: Good evening, Mr Bell! It's an honor to speak with you!

AB: Thank you, and listening in the background for the moment is Whitley Streiber in San Antonio, Texas. Whitley?

WS: That's right, I'm here, Art!

AB: All right! Doctor, we've had, Robert, I think as best as he was able, lay out the story of what happened. From you, beginning to end, I would like you to tell us what happened. First of all, when was this?

DR: Well, this took place approximately 2 years ago, October 1996 and in Washington State in the Cascade Mountain area. I was hiking, a day hike with my dog. And we had gone an hour and a half to 2 hours from where I had parked my car up a fairly well known trail, taking one side trail. It's a fairly mountainous region, but it makes a great hike, a great day hike. The Pacific Northwest is a beautiful area. I'm not sure if you've been here or not.

AB: I have!

DR: But we have some lovely country.

AB: It is beautiful. I've been there, not hiking, but I've been there so I can well imagine getting out in the wild. You had a backpack with you, I take it?

DR: Right! I had a backpack. I had some small day rations. I had my cameras with me. And that's always good for wildlife that you run across. Deer and fox and other such...

AB: So you weren't out hunting with guns, you were out hunting with cameras.

DR: Right! I'm not a hunter. But it's a good place to take your dog too. Because there's not a lot of places in the city you can let your dog run.

AB: What kind of dog is that, was that?

DR: Suzy was a Golden Retriever, 7 years old.

AB: I've had several Goldens. They're wonderful dogs. ...So here you were, October 19th. Morning, afternoon?

DR: Actually, it was about 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

AB: 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and you were how far down this trail, please?

DR: I was about, I'd say an hour and a half to 2 hours from where I had parked my Jeep.

AB: Starting point. So you were out, really, in the middle of no where.

DR: Exactly!

AB: All right! First indication of... I guess you've got your dog out in front of you or your dog's running?

DR: The dog is just going crazy, just sniffing nature, you know, feeling amorous. She's out investigating everything and all of a sudden, she took off like a bolt of lightning, which occasionally, dogs do. They'll go after a rabbit or a fox or a deer, even. We had seen a deer earlier in the day. And the same type of thing had happened, but without incident. This time, I noticed she took off and then all of a sudden, I heard barking. Now, again, this was not something that I was too upset about because raccoons and dogs don't get along.

AB: You figured she probably had something cornered.

DR: Right, which has happened before. But then the barking changed its tone. The tone went from being a normal dog barking at something, to almost terror or anger, like it had trapped something. And at that point, I thought, "Oh, oh! This could be a bear!". Because we do have bear in Washington State, so I thought maybe that it's either that or maybe some type of cat. We have some big cats also. So I kind of hurried along up the trail. Now, she was totally out of sight. She was probably 100 to 150 yards ahead of me. And the brush was fairly heavy. And there was a ridge that I could not see over. As I proceeded, I decided that maybe I should be cautious. I picked up a branch that was laying next to the path about the size of a baseball bat.

AB: You thought you might be walking into the arms of a bear rearing up or who knows?

DR: Exactly! And at that time, the dog's tone changed from barking to howling.

AB: You didn't take guns with you.

DR: No, I don't have a gun.

AB: Now, Suzy's howling.

DR: Suzy is howling and sounding like she's being mauled.

AB: Yeah, you can tell when a dog is in a fight for its life. It makes a very different sound.

DR: Right! And was almost a yelping versus a barking. At that point, I came up across the ridge and turned to my right and saw the dog completely surrounded by, what looked like, a furious moving target. The only way to describe it would be that the air around the subject that I was looking at was vibrating very, very fast.

AB: Vibrating!

DR: Almost like a paint shaker.

AB: Ok, I know what you mean. Sure! Very fast...

DR: The being was moving so fast, I could not make out exactly what I was looking at. At first, I thought it was a child. But then I knew it wasn't.

WS: When you say target... This is Whitley Streiber! ...what did you mean, a moving target?

DR: Well, it was vibrating so fast, my vision was targeted on it.

WS: Oh, I see!

AB: Yeah, in other words...

WS: It looked like a target...

AB: ...the analogy was good. The paint shaker where you just see a blur of movement? That's what he means.

DR: Exactly! At that point, I watched my dog grabbing onto the forearm of this being as the being grasped the snout of my dog, literally tearing the head off.

AB: God!

DR: And at that point, I was so emotional, that I literally yelled for the dog to let go, not realizing exactly what was happening and what I was looking at. And this was happening so quickly.

AB: You were trying to call off your dog.

DR: Right! And at that moment, this creature looked back at me and stopped. And that was the first time it quit vibrating. And it looked at me, turned its head down just a little bit, and gave me this look that could kill! Turned back to my dog, and at that point, my dog started to die.

AB: Now, started to die...

DR: I could tell that it was over.

AB: You were basing this on what? I mean, it started to die?

DR: Well, with having her head torn back.

AB: Oh, my!

DR: Literally, jaw exposed and her head torn back. This is all happening in seconds.

AB: I understand.

DR: At that point, I ran forward and I don't know where the logic came from. I don't know. There was no forethought. I literally struck with this bat, hitting the creature.

AB: When the creature stopped vibrating, at that point you had a clear, I presume, look at the creature's full body, and face, and arms and legs. And you saw the whole creature, really at that point.

DR: As clear as it could be under the circumstances.

RR: An important fact to remember too, and something Jonathan forgot to mention is the fact the dog actually was sucked into itself.

AB: Sucked into itself?

DR: It started to literally implode.

AB: And the alien at this point, what obviously is an alien according to the photographs, just stood there?

WS: It had better be an alien!

RR: Oh, it WAS an alien.

WS: We don't want these things living here, I don't think!

DR: He had stood there and kind of took a step back, looking at the spot where Suzy was. And at that point, turned, and at that point, looked toward me as I lunged at it.

AB: For those who don't have computers and have not yet seen the photograph, can you describe this creature for us?

DR: Yes! I've had a long time to look at what I was with and consider what category it would be in. And the physiology of it is similar to what people call the Gray. But yet, the facial structure, the actual skull structure, I believe is smaller.

AB: How tall was it?

DR: It was about 4 and a half feet tall.

AB: 4 and a half feet?

DR: Right, about 53 inches is what we finally measured.

WS: Would you describe its body as being graceful?

DR: Very, very fast.

WS: No, I mean in the way that it looked.

AB: The appearance of it.

WS: Did it have a graceful appearance, the body, or an angular one?

DR: Ah, very thin appendages. And when it moved, it moved with such speed, that I almost could not see some of the appendages during that time.

AB: Did it walk as we walk?

DR: It took a step backwards when I saw it. It literally was a step back.

AB: A step as we would imagine a human step?

DR: Yes! Now this all happened within 10 to 15 seconds. It was very quick.

AB: Of course!

DR: The eyes of the ET looked a lot like the Grays, angular, large, bulbous shape. But they were a different color. They were a pinkish, a dark pinkish in color.

WS: That's something that's described fairly often actually.

AB: Is it?

WS: Yeah! It's not much in the literature but in letters. You get a steady stream of letters describing that color.

AB: All right! Dr Reed, are you still? ...You are a psychiatrist, is that correct?

DR: Psychologist!

AB: Psychologist, all right.

DR: Used to be!

AB: Used to be. You are no longer practicing?

DR: No, I'm not.

AB: Were you practicing at the time this occurred?

DR: Research! I was a researcher.

AB: You were a researcher and you were self employed or?

DR: Yes!

AB: Self employed. All right. Hold on. We'll take a break here and we'll be back and continue with this story. If you're able to get to my website, you can see the photographs, not just of the creature we're talking about, but of the craft that it came in as well.