Sergeant Clifford Stone, U.S. Army, has seen living and dead extraterrestrials himself in his official duties on an army team that retrieved crashed ET crafts. He has been given access to black ops bases and secret access projects.
I had just finished my [ET retrieval] training when a friend of mine stationed at Fort Meade offered to give me a ride to my base at Fort Lee. We discussed UFOs all the way back to Virginia.
Several weeks after, I received a request from this person to visit him at Fort Meade. When I arrived, I was told he would be tied up for a while. This person asked me if I had ever been to the Pentagon. As this was my first time, they offered to give me the twenty-five-cent tour.
So we went on over. I had a little badge that was given to me, no picture on it. But the guy that was with me, he had a photo I.D. and he told the guards I was authorized to come with him.
He led me to an elevator and we went down… I don’t know how many floors… a long way perhaps, because when we stepped out of the elevator we were staring at two monorails―I had no idea there were monorails beneath the Pentagon. They looked like big tubes, rather thick in the center, one on each side. So you had these little monorails with cars that look like a bullet, where you could seat two people in front and two people in back.
We got on the one monorail and started to go, it seemed like maybe twenty minutes, but I’m guessing at that because I don’t know for sure. When we got out, he says, “Let me show you some interesting sites down this corridor here.”
So we headed down the corridor and it looked like there was a door at the far end, and as we got closer my guide turned to me and stated, “You know, things aren’t always as they seem to be. A lot of people don’t know about these underground monorails beneath the Pentagon. It’s just like that wall behind you… it doesn’t seem like a wall.”
I looked at the wall behind me; I thought he was trying to make a joke. There were no seams or anything else I can see.
Then he pushed me. I tried to grab myself but there was actually a door that opened.
Through the door there was a field table there. And behind the field table you had this little Grey alien. The entity was a little bigger than the three to three-and-a-half feet tall these entities are oftentimes reported to be. But there were two men on either side of the table slightly behind the creature.
I looked right into its eyes―it’s like you are seeing it but everything is being pulled from your mind… it was as if it was reading my whole life. It is hard to describe what I really felt there… your life up to that point goes by in seconds. And I was feeling everything.
I remember going down and grabbing a hold of my head and falling to the floor.
The next thing I remember I woke up and I was back in my friend’s office in Fort Meade. And they told me nothing happened… that I had been there the whole day.
But I knew better.
William John Pawelec was a Computer Operations and Programming Specialist in the Air Force in the mid-1960s, first at Pope Air Force Base and then in Vietnam. At his request, his testimony was only to be made public after his death.
In 1984, we were tasked to design a security system for one particular project while I was at EG&G. It was a place nobody seemed to be aware of called Tonopah Base, east southeast of a little old mining town of Tonopah. This base was actually where the F-117s were kept when they went operational. They were never kept at Groom Lake; that was only for testing purposes. The entire wing was based there at the time, and our guys used to chuckle about the Revell model not being quite right.
What concerned me at the time was a decision that we had to make on what was going on at Tonopah, and that there were a lot of facilities deep underground that we secured. There were elevators that would go up and down―very large elevators that could handle an air craft, much like the elevators on an aircraft carrier, but on a land-based environment. These went very deep underground. And the type of equipment that we could see underground was not the usual stuff associated with a normal aircraft―generators, air conditioners, etc.
This was a totally different type of equipment.
Several years after I left that project they finally announced the F-117. One of the concerns I had was: What is being done with Tonopah now? They had moved in a rush… a very big rush. If I remember the number right, there was $75 million spent in only a nine-month period to prepare Holloman for the F-117s. That’s okay, but why the rush to get them out of Tonopah? With some of the facilities that were deep underground becoming activated on a full-time basis, not just for testing purposes, they needed to remove those planes and those crews and support staff to Holloman to prepare in a rather large rush for a new project to be brought in at Tonopah. But none of us, including my staff who were installing the security equipment, had any indication if they were readying Tonopah for another plane. Even as something as broad-ranging as the Aurora we’d have heard about, to one degree or another.
At Tonopah, you have a base that was very modern mixed in with equipment that was state-of-the-art. Keep in mind, the Air Force doesn’t throw anything away if it doesn’t have to. They know how to rub nickels together; they’ve had to. But the importance of that base can never be minimized. It is very remote. It is between two low mountain ranges. So, from land-based positioning, you cannot see into it. It is even more remote than Area 51, where the Ufologists are able to go up there on some mountain top and look at it from ten or fifteen miles away. Tonopah literally cannot be looked at from any direction where you weren’t trespassing on Federal property at Nellis Range. In fact, the concern for security in the mid-1980s was so severe there that one of the generals that I dealt with through EG&G asked me what’s the wildest idea I could dream up for doing a perimeter security monitoring system that could look out ten and fifteen miles, and without fail, pick up an intruder.
I came up with a synthetic boulder that had a self-powering system in it, where we had special cameras hooked to telescopes. We literally could monitor a jack rabbit at ten kilometers on a moonless night, and reliably catch him in the camera, and actually take a picture of it. Monitor it. And that was tied in with even some suggestions of how to have harmless roving guards out there on horseback. But they would actually work for another department of the government. These suggestions were taken very seriously. When it comes to the point of creating artificial boulders, and taking a suggestion like that very seriously, with a lot of very complex electronics put into these boulders, of course, placed on strategic cliffs up on the hills looking outwards away from the base, and then linking them by underground fiber or by hidden microwave transmitters, back to a war room at the base―you do not spend that type of money on that type of technology unless you are planning a long-term program there. The military does not waste money like that, in spite of the $65,000 toilet seats.
Were the facilities at Tonopah being used for UFO-related hardware or projects? The indication was that what was in these underground facilities, prior to the staff that I would send in to do the work, that they would remove it. There were indications from either the scuff marks on the floor―you can look at a lot of wear and usage on equipment―that there was equipment in these facilities, and they had removed it for my men to go in and do their work.
EG&G has a history of a deep knowledge and control of everything in southern Nevada. It is common knowledge. They used to control, and still monitor, the test site itself. They also own the airline that takes the employees every morning and brings them back every night to Papoose, to Area 51, and to Tonopah. So it is not an unusual environment we’re dealing with here; we could almost call that EG&G’s backyard. The history of the company was from the nuclear testing phases during World War II, and the initial testing afterwards. It was a science company meant to do work for the government, offline, away from FOIAs (Freedom of Information Acts). One of the greatest concerns I have is that if we really want to find out what’s going on out there―real legitimately―in the black project arena, we need to modify―if we can get it through congress and the president―we need to modify the FOIA regulations to have no loopholes and to require that all government contractors, even black, are required to submit information through the FOIA system. Because right now, it is a sieve. It’s a giant back door for them to purposely ignore the requests of either congress or the public.