Hair of the Alien

DNA and Other Forensic Evidence of Alien Abductions

Bill Chalker

• Publisher: Pocket Books
• Year: 2005
• ISBN:
  9781416510246
• Topic: Biological Sciences
• Subtopic: Genetics & Genomics
• Index: Biological Sciences

SHOCKING. CONTROVERSIAL. UNPRECEDENTED. A CASE LIKE UNLIKE ANY OTHER IN THE ANNALS OF UFO INVESTIGATION, DNA RESEARCH, OR ALIEN ABDUCTION. Sydney, Australia. July 23, 1992. Twenty-eight-year-old Peter Khoury was awoken by what appeared to be two females—both striking and unearthly—kneeling on his bed. What transpired between them was a physical assault as bizarre and disorienting as it was unnatural. Then, as quickly as they had arrived, they vanished. Khoury had become one of a legion of alien abductees with inexplicable experiences, but this particular incident stood apart from all the others. This time, there was evidence—two strands of white-blond hair from one of the females.Khoury's case would result in the very first forensic DNA analysis of "alien abduction" evidence and revealed an extraordinary biological anomaly—one genetically close to human yet almost impossibly far from the human mainstream. A gripping account of one of the great mysteries of our time, Hair of the Alien, brings us closer than ever before to understanding our past, our origings, and our place in the universe.

Chapter One

Shattered World

PETER KHOURY’S LIFE UNDERWENT A PROFOUND CHANGE ON July 12, 1988. His world was shattered by the intrusion of something he simply could not comprehend.

I couldn’t scream. My mind was functioning, but I couldn’t move. This is evil. I’m paralyzed. I thought, is this the devil? Nothing like this had happened to me before. This paralysis, it was physical. I felt it crawling up my body, a rush of pins and needles. I was petrified. I was overwhelmed by the thought that I would never walk again. Then I became aware that I was not alone. There were three or four ugly figures only about three to four feet tall near me. Their faces were very wrinkled and shiny dark black in color. My fear, already overwhelming, was now soaring out of control.

Peter Khoury experienced a classic alien abduction, but he is not the typical alien abductee. Born in 1964, in Lebanon, he migrated with his family to Australia in 1973. He met his future wife, Vivian, while at school in 1981. They married in 1990 and now have two children, Stephen (born in 1995) and Georgia (1998). Peter works in the building trade, where he has had his own business in cement rendering. Peter’s Lebanese relations and his wife’s Greek relations form a large and close family unit.

Peter is one of the legions of the abducted. A growing number of people from all walks of life, all around the world, have been confronted by the experience of being taken, overwhelmed, or assaulted by something that is intensely strange. It seems to them that they may have experienced the unbelievable and the preposterous, because the perpetrators are seemingly not your usual human beings. Some appear human, but the circumstances in which they appear are distinctly alien. Others are totally alien in both countenance and circumstances.

For most people, the alien abduction phenomenon is a ridiculous subject. It is inextricably mixed up with something else many regard as science fiction, namely the UFO mystery. But some researchers suggest that the alien abduction is actually a hidden epidemic. There may be a very large number of people who have had this experience. Many of them have come forward, reporting this disquieting experience. Most seek understanding and support. Few receive it. More often than not, the experience leaves its victims without supportive evidence. Their sense of alienation is profound.

Peter is one of those people who have been forced to live a double life. On the outside he is an ably functioning person with extensive and impressive connections to the normal world. To put it succinctly, he has a life. He is not the stereotypical alien abductee whose life has been strangled into a fragile form of alien marginalia. Indeed he seems the last sort of person whom one would expect to be coming out with such tales. But Peter has been searching like everyone else who has been affected by such experiences. He was not one to give in to the pressures of marginalization that come with the reception that such claims received from the general public, much of the UFO community, and the more committed skeptics. Peter fought to understand what had happened to him and what was still happening to him. He empathized with others that had apparently had similar experiences, but unlike most other abductees, he set about trying to make a difference.

The 1988 Encounter

Peter Khoury was twenty-four years old. He was living with his Lebanese parents and family in a Sydney suburb. He had been back home for about six months, regaining a sense of comfort with his life. Peter was like the prodigal son returning to the fold. For about six years he had lived a life he is now very happy that he left behind, a rough and dangerous life, moving with the wrong crowd of tough and belligerent people. He grew to see himself as a bit of a “hard head,” “a tough guy.” He had also been in a difficult relationship. Peter felt that if he had stayed in that life he might well have ended up dead, so he left that life behind and hoped to establish a better one. His family welcomed him back home and he reignited a relationship with his school sweetheart, Vivian. Life was good and heading in the right direction.

Peter was at home that quiet night. At about 11 p.m. he and his father were watching television. His brother Sam had been in Peter’s room, sleeping. Sam emerged and asked Peter if he wouldn’t mind watching the movie in his room so that he, Sam, could watch it in his favorite chair in the TV room. Peter didn’t mind; he went to his room and lay down on the bed. What followed occurred immediately, so it is difficult to link the experience with some sort of sleep-related phenomenon, such as sleep paralysis or hypnagogic imagery.

While…lying on my bed, I felt something grab my ankles. As I felt this, a strange numbness, tingling and churning sensation crawled up through my body and right up to my head. I was paralyzed, I could not move any part of my body but for the exception of my eyes, which I could move, open or close. My brain was functioning but I could not do anything physically. I tried to call out to family members but I could not force the words out. At this stage I started to panic thinking I would not walk again. I thought I was truly paralyzed.

As the experience unfolded Peter’s first thought was that this was a form of payback, a punishment for the less than satisfactory life he had led for about six years before he returned to the family fold. He thought, if he survived this, that his community would think, God’s punishing him, God paid him back. What followed—the encounter with the hooded, three- to four-foot-tall creatures with black, wrinkled faces—changed everything.

The fear was so extreme. I’m gone! I’m dead! It’s real! I was petrified and paralyzed. Irrational fears were crowding in. They were going to kill me. I could be killed. The fear level was extraordinary. I was stressing out, how could I get out of this?

I became aware of some sort of communication, seemingly telepathic, no sound made and yet I could hear the message in my mind. I was told not to worry and I would not be harmed and to relax. As I moved my eyes and looked to the left side…I made eye contact with two beings who looked so different to the others. These were thin, tall with big black eyes and a narrow chin. They were goldish-yellow in color.

Astonishingly the stress was gone immediately. The whole fear thing washed away as quickly as a light switching on. How could I be so calm after such a level of fear? My heartbeat was no longer racing. [A whole different situation was unfolding.]

Peter somehow got the impression that one of these tall figures was male, the other female. How he sensed this he doesn’t know. Both had an incongruous feature beyond their incredible strangeness. Each had what looked like small, Band-Aid–size “surgical masks.” The “female” figure had her little mask on, the “male” one had the mask down. The “masks” seemed to convey to Peter that these strange people were “doctors.” Both were wearing whitish gowns, which may have served to reinforce the idea that these beings were “doctors.” They also served to highlight the prominent part of their alien anatomy, specifically their faces.

I was so relieved. The one closest to my head communicated with me telepathically, telling me not to worry, [then, paradoxically for Peter, the entity conveyed the thought] it would be like the last time. The eyes of these tall beings were the source of remarkable feelings. I could feel the emotion through them. It was the eyes that expressed these feelings. You could see the smile in the eyes. Strangely it was like a mother would look at a child. So much love. We are not going to hurt you.

It was at this stage that I noticed a long needle-like flexible crystal tube. The being then pointed the needle to the top left side of my head and inserted it. A thing on the tip, it’s gone in.

It was then that I blacked out.

The next thing I remember I was conscious. I jumped out of bed like a flash, I walked into the TV room where my dad and brother (Sam) were. I noticed they were asleep. I woke my brother up—he looked dazed and lost. As he put it, he felt switched off. I asked him how long it had been since I went to my room. He replied about ten minutes, which was how long I thought it had been. When I left the TV room a film was just starting, yet as I spoke to my brother we realized that the TV station was (apparently) closed and at least one to two hours had passed by.

Neither his brother, who is older than Peter by ten years, nor his father had any idea what had happened. But Peter did have something to say. What he told Sam came in confused fragments and was very strange. Soon it became clear to Sam what Peter was trying to tell him. He told him of floating, apparently, of something touching his head, of people in dark hoods. Sam was initially skeptical, but then realized a good deal of time had passed—from 10:30 or 11 p.m. to something like 2:30 a.m.—and he began to accept that something very strange had occurred. He grew to accept what his younger brother had told him that morning. Sam was very puzzled by the fact that normally he was a very light sleeper. That he, as well as his father, had seemingly been completely “zonked out” for so long was very unusual. He had no way to explain it.

The next day Peter told Vivian, his fiancée, about the strange event.

I explained to her what had happened through the night. As I touched the spot where the needle was inserted, I discovered some dried blood under my fingernail. Vivian took a closer look and noticed a puncture hole and blood. I went to my family doctor and asked for a checkup. The doctor spotted the puncture mark instantly and commented that I must have hit my head on a nail at work. When I tried to explain what had happened, I was laughed at. I had nowhere to go for help, no one to discuss the incident with. It was frustrating to experience something so bizarre, so strange, yet so real.

Rationalizing the Bizarre

Peter was initially anxious and confused about the July 1988 episode. There were physical scars on his body, which he thought were connected to the experience. And he had a possible “biopsy”-style puncture mark on his shin. He was not aware of the world of alien abductions and struggled for understanding. His own Lebanese background and Vivian’s Greek family origins provided no comfort. Family members even suggested he had encountered St. Charbel, Lebanon’s first officially recognized saint, apparently because of the presence of robes. Such rationalizations provided no explanation for Peter.

Months later, while out driving, Vivian and Peter were shocked to see a gas station billboard poster that featured a tall creature very similar to the ones he had seen. The poster provided no information, just the image. How could this be? What was all this about? Peter thought. The answer came progressively over the next few days. The image they had seen on the billboard was the now familiar Strieber gray alien face. The poster was part of an extended promotional campaign for the paperback edition of Whitley Strieber’s Communion. Subsequent teaser posters provided more details until the link to the book was made explicit. Peter eventually bought a copy of the book. Vivian read it first, remarking to Peter that he was not going to believe what he would read. To Vivian it was startling. The stories in this bizarre and strange book were oddly familiar. Peter had told her all about them! Upon reading Strieber’s book, Peter found it was like a checklist for his own bizarre encounter. Their experiences had several significant details in common—but just as much not in common. However, as far as Peter was concerned, he now had some sort of context to anchor his own strange experience. It was a start. It appeared that his 1988 experience was part of the UFO or alien abduction phenomenon—whatever that was.

During his July 1988 abduction experience Peter Khoury had the strange mental communication “not to worry, it would be like the last time.” Initially he had no idea what this cryptic comment meant. Nothing in his immediate past bore any resemblance to the bizarre experience that had befallen him. Then he began to reconsider a strange event that had occurred to him in his native Lebanon as a child of seven during the summer of 1971.

He and several other children (a total of six to eight) had gone up onto the flat rooftop of his neighbor’s house to play, an everyday activity for them. He recalled that the heavy door leading onto the roof had to be constantly pushed open again as each child went through. Peter was the last to walk through the door. Then he looked up. Gabby, his cousin, was looking up. He then saw all his friends “frozen” like statues in front of him. Above them was a big ball, a helicopter he thought at the time. It was very close. Peter thought he could have been able to reach up and touch this strange helicopter, a silent egg-shaped craft hovering above them. Peter could make out the presence of two tall thin people inside the object, but the light was such that he could not make out much detail. Apparently, all the children were just watching or standing in silence. The children later found themselves on the ground floor after some time had elapsed, with no apparent memory of coming down off the rooftop. Peter was the only child who seemed to have a recollection of seeing the strange object and its occupants. At the time, the only context Peter had for the experience, while logically unsatisfactory, was that it was an Israeli helicopter—a very strange helicopter, at that.

In fact, like many abductees, Peter Khoury has had many strange experiences. Peter’s mother told him (in July 2003) about a strange experience that occurred when he was just twenty-two days old. It was mid-May of 1964 and Peter and his mother were at home in the coastal Lebanese port town of Chekka. At about 4 a.m. she was nursing Peter in her arms. She was half asleep when she observed the figure of a man at the window. For Lebanon, this was a rather unusual looking man. Rather than a typical dark-haired Lebanese, what she saw was a blond-haired, very fair-skinned man in a long-sleeved, black turtleneck top, standing at the window. He appeared to have a long handsome face, with his rather long hair parted at the side near his ear. The man seemed to be just looking through the window at them. She had no sense of fear and cannot remember how this strange early-morning encounter ended. Enquiries were made as to whether the stranger at the window might have been a sailor from a ship in port, but ultimately there seemed to be no obvious answer and it remained for Peter’s mother a puzzling memory. When he asked her about UFOs over Lebanon, she volunteered that they saw lights all the time and called them “flying plates,” but everything like that was put down to the Israelis.

Another puzzling experience that involved Peter’s mother occurred at the family home in Sydney, some years before the 1988 episode. She was startled to see an unknown man inside the house walking through a hall doorway into a room. She found the room empty. The men of the house were alerted and a search for the intruder was instigated. There seemed to be no conventional way to account for the presence of the man. The incident became the stuff of family legend—a “ghost” in the house.

The house was the location of Peter Khoury’s striking 1988 experience. That experience was preceded by a series of strange events. For a two-week period leading up to the “alien paralysis” incident, the residence was plagued by repeated occurrences of loud footsteps on the driveway. To Peter and his brothers, it seemed like a lot of heavy-booted men were entering the property night after night, usually in the early hours of the morning, and were coming down the driveway and seemingly passing through the closed garage area. The men of the family tried repeatedly to find the source of these heavy footsteps, but their searches always ended in frustration, with no culprits apprehended. The footsteps seemed to defy logical explanation.

These episodes ended with a striking event. Peter heard the footsteps again, but this time he was prevented from getting out to investigate. He seemed to be paralyzed on his bed, which faced the window to the driveway. He became aware that at the window was the silhouette of a man, but for someone to be in that position seemed impossible because the driveway was about eight feet lower than the window. There was no sense of fear, just concern, mainly regarding the feeling of paralysis. Peter couldn’t understand what was stopping him. Suddenly the silhouette was gone and the paralysis was gone as well. About a week later the much more severe paralysis of the July 12, 1988, “alien abduction” occurred.

Sleep Paralysis?

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Table of contents

• Cover
• Strange Intruders
• Title Page
• Copyright
• Dedication
• Epigraph
• Contents
• Introduction
• Chapter One Shattered World
• Chapter Two Hair of the Alien
• Chapter Three Seeking Help
• Chapter Four Alien Impact
• Chapter Five Alien DNA?
• Chapter Six The Nobel Laureate
• Chapter Seven Tape of Lost Memory
• Chapter Eight More Hair
• Chapter Nine An Early Abduction Odyssey
• Chapter Ten Shaman Blues
• Chapter Eleven Hidden Evidence
• Chapter Twelve The Light Fantastic
• Chapter Thirteen Strange Speculations
• Epilogue
• Appendix
• Notes
• Acknowledgments
• Bibliography
• Index