A Pantomime of Unrealities – THE RETURN

Alien Base: The Evidence for Extraterrestrial Colonization of Earth – A Pantomime of Unrealities – THE RETURN

Almost six months after this initial encounter, Coe received a note, signed ‘Xretsim’, requesting a meeting over lunch at the McAlpine Hotel, Ottawa. Coe felt certain that this was indeed the mysterious stranger whom he had befriended earlier in the year.

‘I did have a few “butterflies” wondering if I would remember his face,’ said Coe. ‘I entered the lobby as he came toward me with outstretched hand and the greeting of, “You surely look a lot different than when we first met,” which echoed my own thought, doubting very much if I would have recognized him in the conventional suit, white shirt and tie.’
There was something odd about the handshake on this occasion. The man held a small gadget as the two shook hands, which Coe learned later was a device that registered the ‘vibrational frequency’ of his body, the data from which could be shown on a television-like screen elsewhere. Once this ‘vibrational frequency’ was registered, Coe claimed, his every move could be monitored. ‘They did this to make sure I’d keep my promise,’ he explained. ‘I first asked the pronunciation of his name and inquired about his injuries.

With a mischievous chuckle he replied, “Just call me Zret for now. In the future you will figure it out. Thanks to your timely intervention with first aid, the leg and I are in good shape.”‘ (Xretsim was simply Mister X spelled backwards.) ‘There were a million questions on the tip of my tongue,’ Coe continued, ‘but most remained unuttered as he carried a good part of the conversation, regarding my trip, my school work, activities, ambitions, etc. He told me that he had spot- checked our progress, as far as Ottawa, to be sure we were OK [and] cleared up the mystery of the night I saw his plane, explaining that he was fishing [!] on the opposite bank when we set up camp, and could see my outline by the embers’ glow . .

Following lunch, Zret explained that Coe would not be hearing from him for two or three months, but promised that they would take a fishing trip together in late spring. In early May, the two met at Hastings Station in Ottawa, and drove in Zret’s (conventional) car to Lake Mahopac. During the drive, the alien angler gave Coe much of the information he had hoped and longed for. It was one of many such meetings, which were to span six decades.