or more correctly: Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement
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This article started by remembering a strange experience I had when I was in my twenties. It was so unusual that I still don’t know what exactly happened. Even now (I am 59), I still remember it well. Only recently I have come up with a possible explanation. Originally I thought that I was the only one who had such an experience. Looking around the internet in the past years I discovered that many other people had similar experiences. It is a strange phenomenon that warrants further investigation.
I called my experience The Night That Didn’t Exist:
It had been an ordinary day, somewhere in my twenties, so that must be in the 1980s. In the evening I went to bed at 10 o’clock, as usual, to get up at 6.00 am, as usual, to go to work. At 10 o’clock it was already completely dark outside. I laid down in bed, closed my eyes and dozed off for ten seconds. I opened my eyes again and noticed that there was a light shining through the window. “Strange”, I thought, “What might that be?” I turned towards the window and noticed that it was light outside, that is, light from the sun. I was puzzled. I looked at the clock next to my bed, and noticed that it was 6.00 in the morning. Now I was really flabbergasted because I had only dozed off for about ten seconds. I hadn’t slept at all. I didn’t know what to think about it because I get my breakfast and catch the bus to work. Actually, I didn’t know what to think about for many, many years, until recently.
I have to explain this a little further.
When you wake up in the morning, you know you have slept because you have a feeling, especially a bodily feeling of having slept in the first place. Your body feels different because it feels refreshed, or you still feel sleepy when you wake up. You can also feel approximately how long you have slept. You have a sense of a passage of time, even if you can’t judge it right, or if you have memory problems. I normally can remember some of my dreams, but those were absent too.
When I woke up, after a few seconds, there was absolutely no sense of having slept. My body did not feel different. I closed my eyes and a moment later I opened them, and there was no time passage in between. My body was still in the exact same position. Normally, when one sleeps, the body moves around a lot during the night. There was no sense of passage of time, none. No dreams either. That is all I can tell about it, because there was nothing in between those two point in time. All I can compare it to is a filmstrip out of which a series of frames have been cut out, and the two ends taped together.
It only happened once to me. It was a one time occurrence.
The title of this article, Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement, might be a little cumbersome, but it describes accurately the phenomenon I will be talking about. People who have had strange experiences involving time and space often do not understand what has happened. The discontinuity of their experience in the ordinary, every-day world is puzzling and sometimes disconcerting. They choose simple terms in an effort to label the unusual experience. The most known example of this is the so-called ‘missing time’ in UFO and alien abduction scenarios. This term is a misnomer because time was not missing; it went along as usual. What was missing was their memory between two points of time. The right term for this experience is ‘Missing Memory’. Unfortunately, the term ‘missing time’ stuck and has been used ever since. Alien abduction cases are a little different because the abductees generally do have the sense of the passage of time. Although they have no memory of what happened after seeing a UFO or aliens, they do feel that something has happened. Also, a lot of abductees do remember one or more parts of the abduction.
However it is important to use the right terms, or at least terms that describe as close as possible an event that we don’t fully comprehend.
I am using the term Missing Memory of Time to describe an event between two points of time, of which the person does not have any memory at all. For example, it is 2 o’clock and suddenly it is 4 o’clock and the person realizes that he cannot remember anything that happened in the last two hours. His memory of the passage of time is absent too. We are talking here about truly anomalous events, not something that was induced by memory wiping drugs, alcohol or brain diseases.
It is important to understand that time is not separate from space. Time and space are linked together. In science, they call it the time-space continuum. That is one of the reasons why time travel is not possible. You cannot alter time without altering space too.
Missing Memory of Spatial Displacement is an experience in which a person suddenly finds himself in a different location, without having any memory how he got there. This can be an instantaneous event, or a passage of time occurred for which there is no memory.
What is also important is that these experiences are all about the total loss of memory, actually an anomalous loss of memory between two distinct points in time in an otherwise normal situation with normal, healthy people.
When I started to search for other people’s experiences similar to mine, I found that there were indeed others who had almost identical experiences. Then I started to find other experiences with a variety of time and/or space skips.
There are different kinds of loss of memory experiences, or different circumstances in which people report an anomalous displacement not only in time but also in their spatial location, without any memory of what happened. Most people are very concerned afterwards. Usually they don’t talk about it, or only to a close friend or family member, out of fear of ridicule or being called crazy.
Let’s have a look at the different kinds of time/space displacements. I have grouped them in a couple of categories, but some of them overlap. These are of course my own categories in an effort to get an overview of the phenomenon.
1. Missing Memory of Time Passage Only
The person experiences loss of passage of time but still finds himself in the same position in space. The person immediately knows that there is a time discrepancy, but it can also happen that the person did not notice this until he checked a clock and sees that it is much later than it should be.
Usually a time displacement only happens to one person, but I found a several cases where it happened to two people at once, and even one case where an entire group of people was involved.
As I mentioned before my own experience turned out not to be unique. A person lies down on his bed in the evening, blinks, and it is morning. There is no sense of the passing of time, and no memory of anything that happened between the two points of time. There is also no change in the position of the body. That by itself is already anomalous, because the body changes its position many times during sleep. Staying in the same position for 6 or 8 hours would also result in bodily aches and pains, which are absent.
Even more intriguing are the cases in which a person is standing. Time passed unnoticed and the person is still standing in the exact same position. Again, this would be impossible when hours went by. This would create pains and aches in the body. This experience can happen when the person is in the middle of ordinary chores, like washing the dishes.
2. Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement
In these cases, there is not only a loss of memory of the passage of time, but the person suddenly finds himself at a different location. This can be just a feet away, but also many miles away in a totally different area. The person has no idea how he ended up there. Remember we are talking only about normal, healthy people.
In most of these cases, only one person is involved. When two people experience a time and or space displacement, it not only adds validity to the experience, but it also gives rise to more concern. This usually happens driving a car.
The time-lapse with space displacement is in general a couple of hours. There are many reports of people (also children) who went missing for several days and were later found in good health, but they did not remember anything of the missing time period. David Paulides researched a lot of these cases in his Missing 411 books. He found a lot of strange phenomena associated with these cases.
3. Instantaneous Spatial Displacement
There are also instances in which people are driving a car, and they arrive much earlier to their destination than physically possible. They can find themselves suddenly close to their destination without any memory of having passed familiar landmarks that they should have noticed. One could write it of as a loss of memory, but the trip took, for example, only 20 minutes while it should have taken four hours. Somehow they were teleported from one location to another. There is no memory of how this happened.
4. The Circumstances
Noticed Immediately Noticed: Sometimes the person did not notice that something unusual happened for which they have no memory. This means that the daily activities went on smoothly as usual, but that at a certain time point their activity stopped and at the second point in time, they resumed as if there had been nothing in between these two points in time. Only when he looks at a clock, he notices that many hours are unaccounted for.
While Walking: A person is walking down the street and finds himself suddenly at another location at a later time. Usually the change is abrupt, but sometimes he experiences strange perceptions of his environment
While Driving or Biking: The same can happen while driving a car or riding a bike. How is it possible for a driving or biking person to find themselves somewhere else without memory and still having control over the vehicle?
There are basically three scenarios while a person is walking, driving or biking. He finds himself suddenly much further down the road; he finds himself suddenly at a totally different location in the same town/city; he finds himself many miles back on the same road. In the first two instances he usually finds that he has traversed that distance in an impossible short time.
Guidance: It is rare, but in some cases there is a clear spiritual guidance of some sort to help the person when he becomes aware of his new situation and is freaked out. It seems that the intelligence responsible for the TDD is concerned and does not want the person to have any accident or to be too distressed.
Cloths: in some cases, when people ‘wake up’ from their memory lapse, they find themselves without cloths, partially clothed, or even naked. In the 411 Missing cases it is a regular feature that the missing person’s clothing (when they found the person) had been messed with, and often the shoes are found nearby or not at all.
Missing Items: some people when ‘waking up’ from their memory lapse do not have the object they had in hand anymore, and they cannot find it anymore. It disappeared completely.
Missing from the space they never left: There are cases in which the person, during the short period of his memory loss, is actually missing from the place where he should have been, as other people had come by that place and he was not there. The person himself is convinced that he stayed at that one location. Usually these short periods last up to a couple of hours.
Trance: in some instances, people have lost memory while walking, biking or driving, and when they became aware again they are engaged into this activity. It is quite something to have a loss of consciousness while driving, safely and in traffic, and to be still driving when coming out of it. This suggests that people are put into a trance state by which their body and bodily activity is taking over.
Other: I found two or three experiences in which there we first a bright flash of light; and one experience in which there was a violent spin of air around the car.
When reading through many cases, it became clear to me that this phenomenon is not due to anomalies in time/space, vortexes or brain traumas.
One might argue that the loss of memory in those experiences is due to amnesia, but this is not the case. Amnesia, as defined by our medical science, is a deficit in memory caused by brain damage, disease, or psychological trauma. None of this is present in the Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement experiences. Amnesia can also be caused temporarily by the use of various sedatives and hypnotic drugs. These are also absent. Amnesia does not explain how a person suddenly experiences memory loss inside his house in the middle of everyday activities, with a normal and clear consciousness. Amnesia does not explain when the same happens to two or more people who are together. Amnesia does not explain how a body can stay in the exact same position for an entire night. Amnesia does not explain why a person not only experiences memory loss but also finds himself suddenly at another location. Amnesia does not explain why a driver, after experiencing a memory loss, finds himself instantly many, many miles ahead on the highway, or even many miles back. He skipped this large distance not only in an instant or short time, but he is still driving in the same lane.
The Body Taken Over
In my opinion we clearly have an intelligence behind this phenomenon. These beings can interfere with out lives in efficient and direct ways, not only on the roads but also in out homes. It might sounds strange if you are not familiar with the workings of these beings. They reside in a dimension next to our physical dimension, and can enter our dimension and interfere in our lives. In our modern day society this does not fit with any scientific views, but historically this has always been going on, worldwide.
In regard to the missing memory phenomenon, or spatial and time displacement, they work in two ways.
Some people who experience ‘missing time’ report strange states of consciousness before or after the event, strongly pointing to a state of trance.
When a person only experiences only a period of missing memory/time, his consciousness was suspended. You could also call it a trance. These people are put in a trance. When they come out of the trance, they find themselves in the same position but have no awareness or memory that time has elapsed.
When they find themselves also at another location, then the body of the person in trance has been taken over, and the body has walked around, or even driven around in a car for a certain amount of time, and then the control of the body is released and the person gains consciousness again. He finds himself at another location with no memory of how he got there. The time span to get there might be the normal time to walk or drive there, but sometimes there is also a much larger time span involved. In this case it is possible that the person was just sitting, or parked the car somewhere for a certain amount of time.
It is not a comfortable idea that we can be put into a trance and our bodies taken over by an external agency/beings. Because of the lack of memory of the event, we have no idea why these entities are doing this. I have read so many accounts of this phenomenon (not counting those that are associated with UFO events) that we cannot call it rare.
I mentioned the Instantaneous Spatial Displacement. You can also call it teleportation. In these cases the entities have the means to instantly teleport a person, car and all, to another location. These dimensional entities know how to lift something or someone out of the physical time/space continuum, or our everyday world, and make him appear at another location. In their dimension, there is not time/space as we know here. Travel in that dimension is instantaneous. Dematerialization and materialization of objects is a familiar phenomenon with poltergeist, with UFO contactees, with séances (where it is called ‘apport’), even certain yogis and gurus master this technique.
Strange Sensory Perception
In the cases where the Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement was of short duration, the person usually continues his day as usual, although a little puzzled. In a few cases, especially when he is walking, the person reports an initial feeling of muffling of sounds, an eerie silence, and a distortion of distance. A short feeling of dizziness and orientation can also happen immediately afterwards. However, in most cases this is totally absent. In a few cases the time loss was initiated by a bright light flash.
The Missing 411 Cases
Although I am focusing on experiences of loss of memory and spatial displacement of short duration in this article, I also should talk a bit about those cases in which people went missing for several days.
The cases where the person was missing for one or more day, are usually called Missing Person cases, or 411, as their absence is reported to the police and a search conducted. I think that these cases are also linked to the same entities. When people are missing for several days, we find other characteristics in addition to the memory loss and spatial displacement. David Paulides has written several books describing many cases in which the person was missing up to several days, and found alive at another location, with total loss of memory. He focused only on those cases with mysterious circumstances. Paulides himself does not enter into any speculation about what is causing these missing people cases.
Most of the 411 cases involve children, and they have many similarities. The children often disappear out of thin air, sometimes just a few feet away from their parents, and close to numerous witnesses. Sometimes they are found several days later in perfect health, even after days of rain or frost, with no memory of the events that transpired. Other times the missing people are found dead, vast distances from where they went missing, over terrain that most adults would struggle with, and in inclement weather, and at distances that are impossible to cover in the hours or days they were missing.
Some of these people vanish, only to show up hours or days later in areas that search and rescue teams had combed over numerous times before, as if someone had put them down there deliberately. Sometimes, they were never found, even though the plausible search area is small and there are an abundance of professionals looking for them.
In the 411 cases where the person, child or adult, was found alive, the person never remembers anything of what happened during his missing time. I think these cases could also be considered to be Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement cases, with the only difference that the police and a search got involved. Again there lack of memory is a problem. Interestingly some of them, when found, were in a state of trance or disorientation.
The strange circumstances Paulides stumbled upon are interesting, but it would be more interesting to let the missing person talk himself of what he might have experienced just before and just after his loss of memory. Unfortunately, once the person is found alive, everybody is relieved and goes home.
We should also consider that a good amount of 411 missing people, with mysterious circumstances, were found dead or were never found. Maybe some intelligences do not care about the well-being of the person they took?
The cases I consider in this article all have the component of total loss of memory. Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement is also well-known in the UFO phenomenon. We are talking here about the famous alien abductions by the so-called Grays, although sometimes Reptilians and various other alien races have been seen during these abductions. Memory loss is typical after a UFO and/or alien beings have been spotted. Memory loss can be total, but sometimes the abductee does remember parts of the abduction. It is also not unusual for an abductee to ‘wake up’ after the event in a different location. There is plenty of literature out there about alien abduction, so I don’t have to go into this topic.
I think the typical Gray alien abductions are only a part of an larger phenomenon of various intelligences who interfere with our lives. There is a difference between the Gray alien abductions and the Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement experiences in this article. In this article you find people who have had ‘missing time’, with or without finding themselves somewhere else, only once or twice in their entire life. Abductees who are taken by the Grays experiences ‘missing time’ their entire lives, as those people are a kind of life-long ‘investment’ for the Grays (for example the hybrid breeding program). Abductions by Grays also run in families, as there is a genetic psychic factor that plays a role.
The once in a lifetime experience seems to point to another kind of intelligence, who seems to have another purpose in interfering with the life of humans. It is just my assumption, but they seem to be able to manipulate time/space to a degree in which they transfer anything from one point in time/space to another in time/space in an instant.
When entities are involved, a single event often leads to other strange events. With space and time displacements we sometimes find other kinds of interference. These are not always investigated. It might be interesting to see if people who experience a time/space displacement also have other unusual things happening in their lives.
John A. Keel (1930-2009), the UFO researcher, in his Why Ufos (1978), gives us a story relayed to him about a man who had a classical time and space displacement. Keel attributed these anomalies to intervention of ‘ultraterrestrials’ a term he used to indicate an intelligence or beings who are residing here on Earth, but not in the physical dimension. He did not speculate to what exactly they are but did draw parallels to historical entities said to be living in a parallel dimension. They like to enter our dimension and play havoc with the lives of humans. When Keel investigated cases, he also looked for other phenomena in that person’s life.
In Why Ufos he gives us such a case. The following story shows that time/space displacements are not just mysterious cases, but that there is an external force (or beings) that physically intervenes with our lives that extend beyond the mere displacement event. The displacement event was one of teleportation only, there was no loss of memory of time. What happened several years afterwards is interesting, showing that these space/time displacements are often just a part of more involvement of these entities in one’s life.
One night in November, 1958, an Arkansas truck driver was unexpectedly introduced into the shadowy half world of the ultraterrestrials. R. D. Smallridge was making a routine trip to deliver a truckload of eggs from Hardy, Arkansas, to Memphis, Tennessee. He stopped for a cup of coffee, as was his habit, at an all-night truck stop near Black Rock, Arkansas. When he left the eatery, he checked his watch with the wall clock. It was exactly 2 A.M. After looking over his tires and truck routinely, he started his engine and headed for the highway again. The next lap of the trip covered 60 miles to Trumann, Arkansas, where he usually stopped for another cup of coffee.
But, according to his story, he never remembers reaching the highway. The next thing he knew he was pulling up in front of the luncheonette in Trumann. When he walked into the restaurant and looked at its clock, he was astounded. It was 2:15 A.M. “I had traveled sixty miles in eight minutes,” he declared.
This trip normally required changing highways (from Route 63 to Route 67) and passing over a state weight scale near Jonesboro. He could not remember doing any of this. Somehow he had traveled 450 miles per hour between Black Rock and Trumann! A wide variety of strange, inexplicable events engulfed Mr. Smallridge after this. Eventually he gave up truck driving and became a minister, traveling about the country and preaching. December of 1967 found him in California. Late one night he put aside the book he was reading and strolled over to the clock on the mantel in the home where he was staying. It was exactly 12:05 A.M. Suddenly, he swears, a bright blue light materialized and drifted toward him. Just as it touched him the room faded away, and he discovered himself standing in another room surrounded by a group of strange humanlike beings. He claims that these people were conversing in an odd language he had never heard before—yet he was able to understand every word and could communicate with them. They told him, among other things, that Martin Luther King and Robert Kennedy would die suddenly in 1968 and that there would be widespread rioting and civil unrest. After about two hours of this, Smallridge was instantly transferred back to the California living room. He was still standing in front of the clock. It was still 12:05 A.M.!
In the 1960s and 70s John Keel was already familiar with the anomalous displacements in space in UFO cases: “I have now received well over 100 reports in which witnesses have lost from five minutes to several hours immediately after sighting an unidentified flying object. In nearly every case, these people were riding in vehicles at the time.”
This was before the start of the alien abduction theme. Nowadays, everybody would be yelling ‘alien abduction’. Although the appearance of the light, the humanoid beings, the odd language and the predictions are all typical for alien encounters, they are also widely present in other phenomena labeled with other names(religions, mediums, spiritualism etc.). Behind it all is the same other-dimensional intelligence. The present-day Grey aliens are doing exactly the same thing as the other entities in past decades/centuries.
Keel mentioned here that the sudden displacement in space of objects is called apport, often associated with poltergeist phenomena. An object is dematerialized at one spot and materializes at another. However, the dimensional entities are able to also transport through space human beings, even when driving a car. The problem is that those people don’t remember anything of the event, only that it happened.
Keel makes an interesting remark in regard to Smallridge’s experience inside his room. He says that it is possible that Smallridge was actually experiencing the reliving of a hidden memory. In other words, we must consider the possibility that Smallridge had held his two-hour conversation with the entities weeks, months, or even years before he finally remembered it. The memory of this conversation was then suppressed in the same way the Hills (Betty and Barney Hill case) were made to forget their experiences. Then, at a time chosen by the entities, a ray of some sort was directed at Smallridge (the blue light), and his memory was triggered. He was made to remember the earlier conversation as if it had just happened.
In the abduction scenarios we often hear of the entities programming the mind of the abductees, and implanting it with post-hypnotic suggestions. The entities themselves sometimes tell the abductee that he will remember something at a later time. It is clear that these dimensional entities not only have a complete control over out physical bodies (and vehicles and our environment by extension), but also our mind, and that they can program us with whatever they want. Not a comfortable idea. As John keel puts it: “We have no way of knowing how many human beings throughout the world may have been processed in this manner, since they would have absolutely no memory of undergoing the experience, and so we have no way of determining who among us has strange and sinister “programs” lying dormant in the dark corners of his mind.”
In the old days researchers would go out and interview people, and write a report of the mysterious event. This was almost always written from the point of view of the researcher, who often left out crucial details because they didn’t fit his own belief system. Now, in the age of the internet, or the World Wide Web, people can write their own account of their experiences on websites, blogs, bulletin boards. These are more interesting as we hear it from the experiencer himself. I have looked around and gathered some examples that illustrate the phenomenon of Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement. It might take you some time to read them all, as some descriptions are lengthy, but they give you a good view on what is happening to people. Maybe it will remind you of your own experience.
Most of the following experiences took place inside a house, or another building.
The following was just like my own experience. Even more interesting is that the person normally has problems falling asleep. I also had problems falling asleep. This Reddit page had several one line replies of other people who have had the same experience, usually in their teens, and even two or more times.
It was normal everyday summer night around 9:30 where a decided I would go to sleep but when I lay down I blinked and it was suddenly morning. Usually I can’t fall asleep at all because insomnia. Please explain. (Reddit)
The following post gives a little more description, but also mentions his step-brother had it happen to him too:
I can only vaguely recall the other times since it’s happened to me when I was way, way younger. It’s probably occurred about 2-4 times in total. It happened again this morning however. The thing is, I have always remembered the few instances where I would lay down at night, blink once, and skip straight to the morning without any memory whatsoever or sleeping, falling asleep or waking up. I always acknowledge it the moment I wake up and be slightly freaked about it. After discussing it with some people I found that my step-brother claimed to have had it happen to him too. To this day I still wonder what on earth really happened. (Reddit)
So, it was just a normal, random night, and I was in my bed, trying to fall asleep. I couldn’t sleep for some reason, which happens every once in a while, so it wasn’t out of the ordinary. I had an alarm clock next to my bed, and I don’t recall the exact time, but it was somewhere around 11:00 pm. I was looking up at the nearly pitch black night sky through my window, and a few seconds later, I blinked. BLINKED. And when I open my eyes, it’s complete daylight outside. I look at my clock, and it’s 7:30 am. This moment completely baffled me at the time, and still sort of does. I mean, I had to have fallen asleep, right? I was lurking around the subreddit and remembered this exact moment, so I had to post about it. I’ve never heard of this happening before. (Which I guess makes sense because I don’t think I’ve researched it before either…) But if anyone has had a similar experience, I would love to know, thanks! (Reddit)
Replies to this post of people who had the same thing happening to them:
*This exact thing has happened to me about 13 years ago and I still clearly remember it. It happened in almost the exact fashion as your story. I was awake in the bed sitting up, blinked, and it was morning. Haven’t been able to find a lot of information as to what it could have been.
*This same thing happened to me about 10 or 11 years ago, I was only 11 at the time. It was midnight I was hanging off my bed in a very unusual manner, so I would be able to see my alarm clock. I blinked and it was 9:30 am. Very strange because my alarm never went off and my parents didn’t try to wake me for school even though I was two hours late. And I was still half off the bed, and I roll in my sleep. My mom told me I just must have been very tired but it feels like more than that, and trust me I’ve been much more tired than that before and after but this was a one time event.
*Happened once to me at about 7 years old. I was staying overnight at my grandparents’ place, a common occurrence. I went to sleep at like 9:30, and woke up what felt like a second later the next morning at around 6am.
*I had it happen only once, when I was a little yaosio. I know it happened between kindergarten and 3rd grade, but don’t know my exact age. I laid down to sleep, closed my eyes, and when I opened them it was morning. I wish I could fall asleep like that, even at the time I wished it would happen more often since I’ve always had trouble falling asleep.
*I’ve posted about this having happened to me a while ago. It was damned eerie, as I was sitting upright in bed when it happened, and I was still sitting upright afterwards. I can’t imagine the cramps in my back if I sat like that, unsupported, for 8 or so hours. Also, my position didn’t change an inch; it was literally blink and it was morning.
This person mentions that “my position didn’t change”. I had the same experience. The same happened to this person:
I made this account to investigate dimensional jumping and ended up here. My story isn’t nearly that interesting but I figured I’d throw it in. It’s a short one, the title basically explains the whole thing.
A few years ago I had a normal day. Nothing out of the ordinary happened that I can remember. It was night, and I was getting ready to go to bed. I turned off the lights and got under the blanket. I remember not even being tired. I was prepared to do my regular nightly routine of attempting to clear/relax my mind enough over the course of 30-45 minutes in order to fall asleep. So I was laying on my back just staring at the ceiling for a few seconds and I blinked.
And the whole room was light. Day way shining through the window.
I was laying the exact same way. I wasn’t sleepy like I had just woken up. It literally felt like I just skipped 8 hours in a split-second.
And that’s the whole story. I tried to tell my roommate what happened, but she was just confused lol. It was really freaky. I guess I could’ve just immediately passed out? But I felt like my conscious mind was completely uninterrupted in that short second.
I wouldn’t mind it happening again. I’ve never felt more alert in the morning. (Reddit)
Comments on this post shows there are always more people with the same experience:
* OH MY GOD the exact same thing happened to me when I was a kid, I remember it so vividly. I must’ve been like 7 or 8, and i went to bed, blinked and it was instantly day. I ran to tell my parents because I was so confused, and they told me I must’ve just been really tired but it was the strangest feeling ever, it felt like i hadn’t even moved because I was facing the room with my back against the wall, and the window was in my view, so I literally saw it go from pitch black to sunny in a split-second.
* This happened to me when I was about 6. I was staying at my nan’s house with my mum and dad, sleeping at the foot of their bed on the floor. I shut my eyes for literally one second and when I opened them again it was quite late in the morning, I had actually overslept and everyone was already up and getting ready to go. I must have been out for hours and hours but for me it was only literally a second. I never knew anyone else had experienced this too!
There are a lot of experiences inside one’s house that are quite uneventful. The following is just one example:
I’ve heard missing time refers to in alien abductions… I certainly don’t think mine was that (for one thing it happened in my bedroom at 10am one morning in a busy town, and with several other people in the house at the time!) but it certainly surprised the hell out of me. Mostly because, in the process of looking up and down from a notepad I was reading, I somehow lost over an hour… now this was a single sheet of paper, which would take – literally – seconds to read. I was wide awake, sitting up in bed. I didn’t misread the clock. But about 75 minutes just went *poof* in a matter of say, thirty seconds or so… (Project Paranormal)
The following shows that the time skip can also happen at an office:
Hello. In approximately 1991 or 1992, I worked at Prudhoe Bay, Alaska (Alaska’s north slope, located in the arctic region and actually far north above the North Pole). Another co-worker and I worked in an office, doing accounting. I was processing invoices and sitting at my desk, as was she. All of the sudden I experienced this super white bright light (like a camera flash only it was so bright, it made everything not visible anymore. The next thing I know, I ‘woke up’ (my head was laying on the desk). I felt like I had been drugged and there was that silence, like you were writing about. I looked at the clock, and 3 hours had passed and I was still working on the same invoice! A couple of weeks later, my co-worker asked me “have you ever been sitting at your desk, then you feel like a bright flash went off, then the next thing you know, a few hours have gone by and you can’t recall what happened?” I have also experienced other unusual phenomenon in Alaska (UFO related). Do you think the missing time episode was caused by government workers or aliens? I still think about this often as well. Thanks for letting me share. Take care. (The Paranormalist)
Some people have more than one experience:
Twice it happened to me (years ago) that I closed my eyes at bedtime and one moment later it was already morning and time to get up. I had no knowledge of having slept and no knowledge that any time had passed, it felt as if I had just closed my eyes for a few seconds. I probably did sleep and I just didn’t realize, however it felt weird. I felt robbed of those pleasant few minutes that mark the transition from wakefulness to sleep. (Reddit, reply to post)
In the following case, the person had the phenomenon happening to him, not lying on bed, but when he was standing up. He also made a point that his standing position hadn’t changed at all:
Most of the stories I’ve heard talk about being somewhere else or being in a different position but this story always bugged me. I was about 6 or 7 living in Wentzville, Missouri. I am a notorious insomniac, even as a child. It takes me at least an hour to fall asleep unless I’m exhausted. With all that in mind it was 8 o’clock, give or take a few minutes. I couldn’t sleep, I was a rowdy child who wasn’t tired, I wasn’t on any medication. Bored with not sleeping I looked out the window before stepping back and standing and stretching. I blinked and all of a sudden it was day. 14 hours had passed and it was 10:25. I have no history of sleep walking. My brother does, but he gets it from my step father of whom I am unrelated. When I moved away and sat on my bed I had left imprints in the carpet from standing there, yet my legs weren’t tired. So I didn’t skip through time even if it was possible. I was physically there and standing for 14 hours. It’s fine if it sounds unbelievable, I understand. I just wanted some suggestions on something that’s bugged me for the last ten, soon to be eleven years of my life. I’m open to all suggestions. I didn’t know where else to post this. (Reddit)
A reply to this post from a reader who had a similar loss of time when standing up staring at a picture:
No way, this happened to me as a kid, can’t believe I forgot about it until now. I was about 8 and I had just woken up. I walked down the hallway and for some reason decided to peer at a picture that had been hanging in our hallway for years. There was nothing particular about this picture, but I was so perplexed for some reason. I hear my mom tell my family that dinner is ready. No way, dinner can’t possibly be ready, I just woke up. I step back and I see imprints of my footsteps in the carpet. This is just crazy to me because I vividly remember it being morning when I woke up.
Another reply to this post:
I had a similar experience. I was a kid, I remember being wide awake (scared of the dark so it took ages to fall asleep) I blinked and the next minute all the lights were on and my aunt was up mid way getting ready for work. I couldn’t explain it then or now years later. Most people said I just fell asleep and forgot but I know I blinked and time had jumped hours ahead to morning. So bizarre!
The following person first imagined “some weird hieroglyphs” just before the time switch. He also had another experience with a certain loss of time when standing outside:
I have two very vivid memories from when I was 7 or 8, both have to do with me skipping from night to day/ day to night.
The first: It’s night. I remember my mom telling me to brush my teeth before I went to bed. She was waiting by the bathroom until she saw me brush my teeth. She was always strict on brushing teeth at night. I remember running to my bed instead and pressing my face against a pillow, and imagining some weird hieroglyphs or some shit and got scared by them. I take my head off the pillow and next thing I know it’s morning. My mom is standing by the bathroom yelling at me to brush my teeth and get ready for the DAY. I was at a loss for words and I never told anyone.
The other story is pretty similar but it’s the other way around. I remember driving home from a long day at a county fair. It was sunset, and I was looking out the window and admiring the sky. Then like a time-lapse video the sun sets and the moon rises all in about 3 seconds. I looked around the car and no one reacted to the dramatic change. I asked if anyone saw that, and they replied “Saw what?” I couldn’t get myself to say it because obviously I thought I was going crazy. (Reddit)
In the following the person lost two hours while awake, but interestingly a flash of light initiated it:
Three months ago I woke up Brown 2:30 AM turn went to the kitchen to get a drink and as I turned the corner to the kitchen, a bright flash of light hit me then all of a sudden I felt confused and proceeded to get a drink and went back to my room. As I lay down, I looked at my phone and noticed it was 4:05 AM in the morning. I sat there trying to figure out what just happened and how two hours was just lost. I still feel lost for was happened that morning.” Phantoms and Monsters
Illuminated by a light:
So I had something really weird happen to me as a teenager. The memory of this night hasn’t faded a bit in all these years. One night, about 10pm, in 1974, my friend and I were standing alone on a suburban street talking sports after we had thrown the ball around for a couple hours Suddenly we were awash in a white light everything seemed to be illuminated with the light. The last thing I remember was looking down at my friend on the ground And he says The last thing he remembers is looking up at me surrounded by the light. Approx. 3 hours later we were running on the street to my house. We ran up the stairs and burst into my mom’s room. I woke up my Mom with a shake on the shoulder and told her what we could remember happening on the street and about the great lapse in time. She was upset and accused us of taking drugs, but we didn’t. That night we both agreed it was better if we never mentioned the incident again because the response would be much of the same. We never have. (Skeletons In My Closet)
As you will see later there is another story of two people in an office who also had lost time initiated by a light flash.
The following experiences seem to imply that the person had been outside of time, if such a thing is possible.
After two hours the same song was still playing, as if he had been outside of time:
Okay so, has anyone had like a time glitch I am leaving Ca on a flight, we get in the air I put my headphones on play work by fifth harmony I felt like I just blinked, opened my eyes flight attendant gets on the mic says thank you for flying united, checked my watch, yup two hours gone and my headphones are still playing the same song when I “blinked” I have got over 600 songs on this playlist no way it picked it again my battery is still the same. I am confused, I didn’t even get my pretzels, and no it wasn’t on repeat. (Reddit)
The following is a rather long story, but I have included it here because it the woman had physical issues that would have caused her discomfort and pain in the 6 hours unaccounted for, if she was indeed inside her house. Maybe an explanation might be found in being taken out of her physical reality, outside of our time/space continuum.
TL;DR I lost time. No drugs, alcohol, signs of carbon monoxide poisoning, or previous episodes of lost time apply and I wasn’t lying down or even sitting when it happened.
This will be quite long as I’m including answers to the questions I think might be asked so please bear with me. Three years ago, I was living in a house with my adult daughter, my cat, and her 2 cats. I went to bed early one night and woke up around 5am unable to get back to sleep so I had a shower and started doing housework. After a few hours, my whole house was spotless and I felt great.
I made myself a pancake for breakfast and sat down to eat just as my daughter woke up and started rushing around getting ready for work. She had a 9am-3:00pm shift that day and had woken up late. At 8:45, she asked me to call her a taxi while she finished getting ready. At 8:50, I was putting my breakfast dishes in the sink as the taxi pulled into my driveway. My daughter asked me to feed her cats because she hadn’t had time and then she rushed out. I put fresh food and water down for my cat and headed to the laundry room in the basement to feed her cats. (They had to be fed separately because my cat is a pig and will eat all the food.)
I filled her cats’ bowls, put them on the floor. One began to eat right away and the other begged for a morning cuddle. I picked him up and cuddled him for a couple minutes, then put him down to eat and headed back upstairs with the intention of grabbing a nap for a couple of hours. I wanted to be awake before noon because that’s when the cats all got their daily Temptations treats.
To get to my bedroom on the 2nd floor, I have to pass by the kitchen. As I passed, I noticed the clock on the microwave. It said 2:53. I assumed it had been unplugged at some point and was showing the wrong time. I was going to reset it but I checked every clock in the house and my phone and they were all the same.
Even if I got lost in thought while cuddling the cat, it should have been no later than 9:05am. I sat down stunned and tried to make sense of it but I couldn’t because if I lost track of time doing something I don’t remember, there should have been evidence of it and there wasn’t. My house looked exactly as I’d left it when I headed to the basement and other than the confusion and growing concern, I didn’t feel any differently either. At about 3:20 pm, my daughter returned home from work and told me all about her day. Then I told her about mine. “You left. I fed the cats. Then it was 2:53 pm and I don’t remember doing anything else while you were gone.”
What I know for sure:
The house faces east and the sun was still shining brightly in the living room window when I headed down to the basement, so I know I didn’t lose those hours before heading down the stairs.
No incoming or outgoing calls were showing on my phone that day, other than to call the taxi.
The browser history on my computer showed no activity for the day.
I was wearing the same clothes when I came upstairs as I had on when I went downstairs and there was nothing about them or on them that would indicate what I might have done or where I was for so long.
None of the neighbours I asked said they saw me that day.
I have old spinal injuries that cause extreme pain if I don’t move and stretch out my back at least every half hour, and my back wasn’t sore at all, so I know I didn’t stay in one position for 6 hours.
I have low blood sugar. It drops dangerously low and makes me feel violent if I don’t have at least a piece of fruit between meals and I felt fine even though there was no evidence that I’d eaten anything after breakfast.
I have to pee frequently enough that I get up twice in the night to use the bathroom. If I don’t, my full bladder puts pressure on the injured discs in my back and causes pain. I should have needed to empty my bladder at least twice in that 6 hours and my bladder still didn’t feel full.
There’s no bathroom in my basement and being a woman, there should have been evidence if I’d emptied my bladder anywhere else in the house. No evidence was found and the house still smelled fresh and clean. I even checked the litter boxes and the drains in a desperate attempt to find some clue that would indicate what I’d done during the missing hours.
My arms weren’t aching and sore when I put the cat down after cuddles, so I know I didn’t hold him for 6 hours, even if he would have let me, which I doubt.
I had no injuries or soreness that would indicate I’d fallen unconscious on the basement floor or on my way up the stairs.
As a smoker, going 6 hours without a cigarette makes the muscles in my jaw tense. There were no cigarettes missing from my pack, no tension in my jaw, and the ashtray was still clean.
My bed was still made with no sign that I’d been in it or on it since I cleaned my room that morning.
I hadn’t been on any prescription medications for at least 3 years prior to that day. The only over-the-counter medications I take are anti-inflammatories when my back gets sore and Tums for acid indigestion and I hadn’t taken either for days. Nor have either ever had a strange effect on me before or since.
I’ve been smoking marijuana on and off since 1979 for stress but always from a trusted supplier and I hadn’t had any for at least a week prior. There was nothing in my life causing me stress at the time.
I had a non-epileptic seizure disorder since early childhood but hadn’t had a seizure for several years by then, nor any since. My seizures were caused by stress and poor nutrition, neither of which were a factor that day or in the weeks leading up to it.
I typically only drink alcohol at New Years so it had been months since I had any. I don’t take any hard drugs like LSD, PCP, cocaine, meth amphetamines; nothing.
I have mental health issues (BPD, OCD, and PTSD), none of which cause hallucinations or lost time that I know of and all of which were under control for at least 2 years by then thanks to intensive therapy.
I’ve never had a hallucination and I’ve never experienced unexplainable lost time before or since.
Other than confusion, which is reasonable given the circumstances, I suffered no other symptoms of carbon monoxide poisoning in the days leading up to that day or since and I had a carbon monoxide detector in my home that registered nothing.
I’ve run through every sane and insane possibility in my head repeatedly since it happened and still can’t figure it out. It’s like I bounced forward in time somewhere between putting the cat down at the bottom of the stairs and reaching the top of the stairs. I’m not saying I believe that happened but short of being possessed by some entity that not only made sure I ate, peed, and stretched out my back but also carefully removed all evidence of my activities, I honestly don’t know what to make of this.
I do plan to consult a psychiatrist about it as soon as my health insurance is renewed (hopefully this week) because it keeps creeping back to the forefront of my memory and I can’t seem to get past it but I’d appreciate any feedback I can get before then.
For anyone wondering, I do like to write but only poetry and I have no interest in being published. If you’ve made it this far, thank you for reading. (Reddit)
Usually when ‘missing time’ is reported when walking there is also a spatial displacement, that is, one finds oneself suddenly at another location. (see chapter 2). However it can also happen that one did not experience any break in his walk, nor in time, nor in space. The walk seemed to have been normal, but much more time elapsed than can be accounted for. In the following account it is also noteworthy that the person’s absence was not questioned by those around him. That is not unusual in these cases.
Back a long time ago, I was out walking the dog. At the time, I was terrified of the dark, so I’d jog/run the entire way. Walking, it was a 10 minute route. It usually took me 7 when running. I was out walking my dog about 10 minutes. Didn’t sit down to rest anywhere. Was walking the entire way. I watch my dog while he walks, no suspicious “jumps” as if I had drifted off.
I left at 7:00. I was walking the dog for 10 minutes. There’s no way I could have fallen asleep mid walk, I was walking the dog the whole time. I got back at 9:00. I had never walked my dog for that long before. No one questioned my absence. (Reddit)
Time skips can happen anywhere, so why not in the woods? That reminds me that David Paulides also wrote a book about Missing 411 cases involving hunters. In the following case, the lights, although small, might well be related to a UFO, a probe or aliens.
Fort McCoy Wildlife Management Area, 1993. I’ve kept this story to myself for years now and only feel safe in telling this to you. I had gone to the woods to go hunting by myself that morning and after parking my truck, I then walked into the woods to where I had my tree stand placed. I got up into my stand about 45 minutes before sun up. I couldn’t see my hand in front of my face that morning as there was no moon that night. I had only been in my stand about 15 minutes when out in front of me I suddenly saw three white lights flickering from one side to another, the lights appeared to be very small. I thought to myself what the heck is this? I remember watching the lights for what I remember to be about a couple of minutes and then the next thing I knew the sun was up, and I was wondering what the heck happened? Shortly after this experience in the woods I started having dreams at night where I felt something was trying to take me out of my body. Four years after this experience, I moved to another home and shortly thereafter my son got me a puppy for my birthday. When the dog was about six months old we let him stay out one night and when the next morning came, and we went outside with him, he would stop and look up into the sky. I don’t know what happened out there in the woods that morning but something did and I’ve not been the same since. My health has gone down hill ever since. (The Black Vault)
The following experience is by a child that found herself suddenly outside at another location many hours later. Although the person telling her story does not mention any UFO experiences in her life, children who clearly have alien/UFO experiences often find themselves suddenly outside or, more often, waking up outside of the home.
I posted here recently about my experiences and earlier today, I remembered about something that happened when I was 7 years old. I spoke to my parents and brothers about it and they have all confirmed this did happen and it wasn’t just my imagination.
Before I start typing, just want to say that it’s way past midnight and I’ve been working pretty late. So I’m typing in a very tired state. So apologies for any spelling or grammar mistakes. I just want to get this off my chest right now.
On with the story.
When I was 7 years old, I liked to hide in one of our wardrobes and wait for my mum to find me. This often took about 10 minutes (5 minutes of which she spent chilling and the other 5 pretending to look for me) it’s a game we played every day.
One afternoon, we decided to play and I went into the wardrobe as usual. I closed my eyes for a few seconds in an attempt to be very quiet and still. Don’t ask me why, my childhood brain thought that was a good way to keep calm. I think it had something to do with meditation techniques my mum taught me. Anyway, so there I am, with my eyes closed for a few seconds. When I open them, I found myself on a playground. This playground is a good 2 miles away from my house. I know this because we would often take this walking route to get to my cousins. I say playground but it was more of a large football ground that had no grass. It was sort of abandoned and not looked after because the summer heat killed the grass pretty quickly to something. I can’t remember that part. But I do know that it was a large playing ground that kids still played football or other outdoor sports on.
It was a hot sunny day and young me just somehow managed to appear there out of nowhere. At first, I looked around, and I was freaking confused. Till fear set in and I just started screaming. There wasn’t anyone around so my screams didn’t get any attention. After a few minutes, I had calmed down enough to work out where I was. It took me a while to figure out which way my house was. I was confused, terrified and just framing out. Once I realised which way I had to go, I just ran and I ran, till I got home. There were about 10 people at my house. My mum is sobbing and the women from our neighbourhood are all trying to console my mum. I just go to my mum and cry my heart out. Everyone is confused and worried. Once everyone settles down, I explain where I found myself and how I didn’t know how I got there. It turns out I was gone for hours. My mum said she looked everywhere for me for the first hour and started checking the neighbours houses. Once she realised I was nowhere to be seen, she called my elder brothers and dad to go looking. Most of the family went out looking for me in all directions and had no luck finding me. Till I came home.
When I asked my mum about this, she cried again today. Having lost my sister at a young age (she died at 2 or so I think) it was a scary situation for her no doubt. She said she remembers it sometimes and it still feels like only yesterday that she nearly lost another daughter.
I had blocked this memory out for years and never spoke about it. No one ever mentioned it either. Till a few years ago when I remembered it and only decided to ask my family about it today.
Now, I don’t know where I was for those hours or how I ended up on the playground. Glitch? Or something else?
My memory of this event is pretty clear now. What was a few seconds for me, ended up being hours for my family. (Reddit)
It gets really strange when a security guard is sitting at his desk, and the next moment he is on a far away road, 5-6 hours later. It seems that he was in a guided trance when he left and drove to a certain location. It also seems that he had been undressed. Typical for Missing 411 cases. The drive to another location, after which he undid his gear, and probably was taken by an intelligence who undressed him, is also typical for UFO abductions.
I’m an armed security guard in San Antonio. I was working the late shift downtown. 11:00 o’clock, I was doing my paper work, returning to the news station I was guarding. I wrote down 2300 and that’s the last thing I remember except coming to, walking down a highway at 4 in the morning. A lady and her son stopped and picked me up. I had no idea where I was, and they drove me to a convenience store. I called my son, and he came and picked me up. It took him about an hour to get there. I had like 5 hours of missing time. When I got home, I went to sleep for like a day and a half. And when I came to, I had bruises all over my legs and all my arms. My uniform was perfectly clean, so I didn’t fall down or anything. I had no idea how I got way out there. It was just weird. It took me a week to find my pickup truck. I had to call the sheriff’s office to get them to track it down and it was parked on the side of the highway, just perfectly. Not a scratch on it. I didn’t wreck it or anything and it never happened again. But it was like 5 or 6 hours of missing time and some bruises. (Clyde Lewis asks him what does he think happened) I have no idea. All I remember is filling out that paper work at the end of my shift and I ended up way out past (sounds like Wallersville?). (Clyde asks if he’s ever had seizures) No. (Clyde asks if it scares him) No. It doesn’t really scare me. I just wonder how I got out there, you know, it’s just crazy. I never had any… I’ve never seen any strange things in the sky either. I’ve been listening to the station now for about two years, since I’ve been doing this. When I found my truck, my weapon, gun-belt, everything was in the truck. I never take it off until I get home. My wallet, everything else, was all in the truck. Nothing was on me. And my shirt was untucked. My boots were untied. It’s just crazy. I was just wandering down the highway. And my head felt totally weird for like a week. (Clyde asks if he slipped on ice and hit his head). San Antonio, there’s no ice in the summertime. (Ground Zero Radio With Clyde Lewis – February 23, 2015 )
I just wonder if the intelligence that took them thought it was the couple’s sleeping room, and thus put them together in bed, as it assumed that is what they would have done later on in the night.
I had an interesting situation occur when I was 11th grade. My boyfriend, now my husband, flew in from out of state (we dated long distance) and were upstairs in my bedroom eating some candy around 8:30 PM. Well my parents were very big about not ever closing the door to my room if we were both in there. My husband and I are true believers in Jesus Christ, and we made a commitment to each other that we would wait for marriage to do certain things. Reason I say this is because the next thing I knew was I woke up in my underwear and bra under the covers with my boyfriend at the time, and he was just in his boxers! The lights were out and the door to my room was completely closed and it was now like 1 AM. I woke up my boyfriend, and we were totally freaked out about what had just happened. To this day we still talk about what happened that night and how we don’t remember any thing from roughly 8:30 PM to 1 AM. (The Paranormalist)
The next one is interesting because both people’s cloths were removed when they came by, just like the previous account. The removal of cloths is also sometimes that shows up again and again with the Missing 411 people!
8 years ago, I was living in a 2 bedroom apartment by myself with 2 cats. I had a girlfriend (who I will name Elsa for this story) who lived 45 minutes away, on her college campus. Most weekends, she would drive into town and stay at my place until she had class again on Monday.
We did regular things, as we didn’t get to see much of each other. We liked to spend time alone together, watching movies, playing games, or the like. Please keep in mind that neither of us were drug or alcohol users, as I have a good job I can’t risk losing, and she just simply never cared for intoxicants. Nor were either of us on any medication.
So here’s the scene. It’s Saturday night, 11pm. Elsa and I are sitting on the couch, watching a movie (I can’t remember which). We are dressed, sober, and alert, as we slept in that morning and had plenty of sleep. We are chatting, laughing, talking. The TV is illuminating our immediate area, and I kept the light on in the kitchen to provide some ambient light for the living room as well. My cats are asleep in their favorite chair, all is well. Everybody is safe and comfortable.
Suddenly, without any kind of warning or inkling, the ‘Jump’, as I have come to call it, happened.
You know when you’re watching dialogue in a movie, and they’re using two cameras to film? When they switch from camera to camera, to capture the one speaking, it is seamless? With no clipping, interruption, fading, or transition effects? It was that sudden.
We were having a good time together in the living room when in an instant I found myself sitting on the foot of my bed, clothes removed, in the dark. For about one half of a second, a million thoughts entered my mind. Had something fallen off the wall and hit my head? Did I have a seizure? Was I dreaming the whole time? Where is Elsa?
Then the scary part.
I turn to my right, and Elsa is also sitting on the foot of the bed next to me, clothes removed. Her eyes are the size of golf balls, and she’s trembling. I realize I am as well.
I try to speak and ask her if something happened, but I’m so frightened. I only stutter. After looking around the room and realizing we are alive, she managed to ask me what happened. I didn’t want to answer, in case it was just me, and I didn’t want to come off as nuts. I just looked at her.
After a pause, she started asking me again if I had turned off the lights, or removed our clothes, or if I knew what was going on.
I didn’t. Neither of us had experienced grogginess or confusion before the event. Furthermore, we didn’t experience any sensations other than fear and confusion after it. No aches or pains, no bumps bruises or cuts.
I reach for my phone to call my mom and see if a doctor would be appropriate. I notice that it is not 11pm anymore. Now it’s 3am. In that sudden instant, that instantaneous change of scene, 4 hours had passed. Everything in the house had been turned off, and we had been stripped.
We went to the ER, as my mom’s fear was a gas leak. No signs of toxins or injury were found on either of us. Elsa made an appt for a cat scan, which also came back as expected.
I explored possibilities like a gas leak, poisoned consumer goods like our soda or fast food, neurological malfunctions, and more. But the one thing that always bothered me was the fact that Elsa and I lost, and acquired the time at the exact same instants, 4 hours apart. Neither of us witnessed anything that the other didn’t. And there were no lingering effects.
For weeks, I kept bringing it up with her, just hoping one of us would remember something. I browsed forums from all types of sites searching for answers. Every time I brought it up, Elsa would get scared at the memory, and beg me to just let it go. I couldn’t.
I’m no writer, so I’m sure I left some things out that would have been helpful in understanding the magnitude and surrealism of this event and how it affected Elsa and I. Please, if you’ve read this much and you have a question, clarification, or even a theory, I’ve been waiting 8 years to hear it.
Somebody, tell me what happened to me.
In the reply section he also said their cloths were in a heap by the couch they were sitting on, instead of by the bed where he usually put them.
It can happen anywhere. This couple were staying in a hotel. They were actually planning to get to the blackjack table as soon as possible.
This happened a few years ago; My fiancé and I were in Atlantic City, and we had gone to the pool bar for some drinks. Now, I guess it’s possible the bartender COULD have put something in our drinks but 1) Why? 2) It was a bartender we had gone to and chatted with on several other occasions and were fine and 3) We could see him making the drinks right in front of us.
Anyway, afterwards we had taken our drinks from the bar to the blackjack table and had played for a couple hours, sipping at these same drinks the entire time (which were on the table in front of us), since hours had passed we were not drunk or even tipsy.
Well I started to get chilly, and my fiancé hungry, so we decided to get some pizza and bring it back to the room, so we could eat and I could change clothes. We had sat on a bench at the foot of our bed and chatted as we ate, we both had a lot of energy since we were doing well and we were excited (plus we were both used to staying up until 4 am because of our jobs.) This was around 10 PM.
Next thing I know, I’m on my back in the bed and three hours had passed. My fiancé was passed out next to me. I shook him awake and asked him what the hell happened, and he jolted out of bed just as confused as I was. Neither of us had any idea how that had happened: We didn’t remember any point where we decided to lay down or anything like that (we wouldn’t have; we were rushing to eat fast, so we could get back to the table). One moment we were having a conversation and eating, the next we were waking up at 1 AM.
Until this day we are convinced that we were abducted or something. (Reddit)
One moment inside the pool, the next moment outside of the pool:
I was in the Philippines night swimming with friends. My friend and I decided to occupy the smaller empty pool further down, away from the others talking and having a laugh with each other inside the pool. That was the last thing i remember. This lasted at most 10-15 minutes we suddenly found ourselves both standing by the side of the pool, clothes dry and less intoxicated wondering how we got there. Still confused about where we just came from and why we are both standing by the poolside we decided to go back to our friends. To our surprise the hut was empty and it seemed that they were hiding from us but why take the food and stereo. Finally, found them all inside the van and some were asleep. I asked why they were all here as we only just arrived there. Why is everyone here? My cousin replied and said that they looked all around the resort three times but couldn’t find us, but the resort was small and we were at the next pool down, so I couldn’t understand this. They said we had gone for 3 and a half hours!! My friend and i just looked in awe at each other trying to convince them that at most we had gone for 15 minutes. (The Paranormal Network)
You don’t need to be sitting or standing still to experience a loss of memory in time, or finding yourself at another location. The same happens when moving: walking, biking or driving a car.
Walking in the woods and finding oneself suddenly at another location:
I went to visit a friend who was a student at OU in Athens, OH. We go out hiking by the old mental hospital and set off into the woods. We’re hiking the path when suddenly it changes (gets narrower, the light changes) and I get this really strange feeling. We all stop and look at each other, worried we’ve somehow been turned around. We decide to backtrack but the trail doesn’t look the same. We stay on it, and before long there’s a clearing. We step out into the clearing and we are on the other side of the RIVER AND THE HIGHWAY! We at no time during our little hike came anywhere near the river OR the highway. That was awesome. And freaky. Now I wonder if I returned to the right dimension… Things changed greatly for me not too long after that incident.
Edit: here’s a map. Started at A: The Ridges, ended at Sells Park, on the complete opposite side of town. http://maps.google.com/maps?hl=en&tab=wl Here’s also a link with pics of The Ridges http://www.forgottenoh.com/Ridges/ridges.html. Maybe they might not should put mentally ill people in spots where the veil is so very thin. Just sayin’. (Reddit)
A more dramatic displacement to the opposite side of the town:
I have been having a lot of strange realizations about my past. Some things I can’t explain. By far, one of the most disturbing was my experience with missing time. It happened 3 years ago. I lived in a small city in Vermont. I grew up in the area, and know my way around very well, I was 28 at the time the incident occurred. I was alone, walking home at approximately 1am. I remember after walking for about 20 minutes I had arrived on my street but I was still about 20 minutes from home… so yea about half-way through my walk home…. and then nothing happened….. It’s like I blinked and I was completely lost. I very much had no idea where I was. I knew I was walking north on my last memory but then I didn’t know if the direction I was walking was still north… was I north of my home? Had I gotten turned around and was now south? I didn’t have any idea. Terrified is to say it plainly. I saw a house with no lights on in a field at the end of a very long driveway with a car in it. I ran to the house and knocked frantically on the door for fifteen minutes at least before someone came and yelled at me… I tried to explain to them I was walking and had gotten lost and asked for directions back to town, and they told me the proper direction to travel back to the small city I lived in. I ran back to the road and proceeded to travel back south for about 10 minutes before a car approached from behind me. I was still quite scared and I don’t mind to admit I was crying and I walked into the middle of the road and attempted to flag them down to gain assistance, the car changed lanes and proceeded to travel south not even slowing down… I must have looked completely insane. I walked for another fifteen minutes before a state trooper arrived; I assume called by the people whose house I knocked on about a half mile behind me. He ran my name and birthday gave me a breathalyzer (which can up clean), tried to calm me down and gave me a ride SEVEN MILES SOUTH back to my home. It was 4 am when I walked through my door. Somehow I lost 2 hours and traveled about 8 miles without any memory of how it happened and in what seemed like an instant. I don’t know why I am posting this story on the internet… but people should know this time travel/abduction/interdimensional travel experiences are very real. Idk what happened. Idk how it happened. But it did happen. Please if I can get any feedback about this I would very much appreciate it. (The Paranormalist)
The following adds an extra dimension to the missing time event, as the person was led to a crying child and a non-existing house. I have read several stories of people seeing houses or buildings that, later on, turn out to not have been there.
3-Hills in mid Alberta, Canada, was a very small seminary school town back in the 1950’s. The old ‘Henry -Jay ‘ (our car) up on blocks and 60 below zero temperatures more likely then not. Even some of the sidewalks had boilers under them. This wasn’t a place where a small child would last very long outside. It was very flat there, just 3 Hills in the distance, train tracts and vast ice fields lay beyond our little sheep shed style apartments that the students stayed in. There were 3 instances where I had missing time in the two years we were there (1955-56) this was just another one of them until I saw a small black and white photo of our little apartment and the field beyond it just a few years ago. (04) 1955 – I was walking home from kindergarten, alone. There was a small field with a beaten path just in back of our apartments and this ended at the far end of the apartments. Our apartment faced backwards, away from town so as I walked home the back of our apartments were visible not the front. There were just ice fields for as far as you could see on three sides with the smaller field at the back. There was a three story older grey house out that way, a little before the field, but this was not the house I saw. I heard crying and in the middle of the little field behind the back of our apartment and standing in the center on the path was a small child. I looked up and saw a one story house at the end of the path, so I figured that must be where he was from. I went over, took his little hand and walked him down the path to the house. I walked up the steps and rang the door bell. (hadn’t ever seen a door bell before) A tall blond man opened the door, he was dressed in loose, seeming light clothing which was strange as it was the 50s and very cold. Not anything I had seen before. He seemed very kind and I asked if the child belonged here as I had found him crying in the field. He said yes and thanked me and I turned to go home. I had never left sight of the back window of our little apartment the whole time, but as I rounded the corner and went up to our door it was dark outside. As I went inside my Mother starting screaming at me. I told her I found a small boy and took him home, but she would not stop. I have no clue why she had a fly swatter, but she started hitting me with it, getting my hair caught etc. Of course, I was screening too as I couldn’t figure out how she could be so mean to do this to me, just because I saved a baby. My Dad came out and slapped her to get her to stop and I heard noting more about it. Of course, I remembered that beating the rest of my life. It never made sense to me and I of course didn’t even think about it being dark when I came in the door. That is until 2004 when I was going though some old photos. Someone had taken a picture of the train tracks cutting thought the ice fields. There was no house there. Never was, at least in the mid 1950s’ And it’s much more understandable, not that it didn’t suck that my mother was freaked out, not because I had been a few minutes late in cold daylight, but because I had been 5 hours late and the sun was down. It was very cold. (Paranormal Studies and Inquiries Canada)
Strange silence, disorientation in the woods, and waking up in another neighborhood:
I just want to share an interesting experience that I had as a child. On a Saturday when I was 10 (or thereabout), I had just finished doing my homework for the weekend and wanted to go outside and see if my friends wanted to play in the woods on the hill that backed onto our houses. It was a particularly sunny day outside and very temperate. I said goodbye to my parents and walked outside and 4 doors down to where my two friends lived. Their mom opened the door and when I asked her if my friends were home, she told me that they were already out in the forest with a third friend of ours who lived on the street and suggested I go find them. As a kid I was very familiar with the layout of the forest because my friends and I would play games there everyday. As I started climbing I heard voices coming from the top of the hill, and assuming that they were the voices of my friends ran up the hill to greet them. The weird part is when I got to the top of the hill, everything was silent. I couldn’t hear the voices of my friends, the birds stopped chirping and this strange feeling of confusion and fear grabbed a hold of me. My head started spinning and I could hardly stand up, but I was afraid, so I lurched off deeper into the forest thinking I could lose whatever made me so frightened. But I hadn’t taken 10 steps before I realized that the forest looked completely different than I remembered and I had no idea where I was. Panicked, I stumbled off in a random direction. I remember tripping and falling (and crying), and then nothing. Some time later I woke up shaking on the lawn of a house. I thought it was my house since it had red bricks (and I was in shock), but then I realized that it wasn’t, and I was lying in a neighborhood I had never been to before. I ran up to the house and the young couple that opened the door were treated to the sight of an inconsolable 10-year old with a dripping nose. They were concerned (obviously) and they invited me in to meet their daughter (who was just small). They gave me some juice and cookies and offered their phone, so I could call my dad. My dad comes by about 20 minutes later, thanks the couple for looking after me and brings me out to the car. He was absolutely furious with me. Turns out that I had been missing for about 6 hours and it was late in evening at this point (almost night). The place where I turned up was miles away from where I lived and my dad thought that I had gotten into a strangers car and been taken. Turns out my friends returned to the house about an hour after I left to find them and maintained that they had never seen me or heard me (though I was calling out to them as I climbed the hill) even though they had been playing in the spot that I knew they would be. To this day I have never been able to remember what happened. (Cassiopaea forum)
There are many accounts of people who had lapses in memory when driving a car. They ‘wake up’ while driving on another stretch of the road, further ahead or even back on the same road. Sometimes many hours passed, sometimes only minutes.
I have read many stories of skipping towns or cities, and arriving way sooner than possible. here is just one example:
I had a similar experience but opposite effect. Buddy of mine and me were driving home to Las Vegas from Los Angeles, middle of the night. There’s a few key stops along the way. Apple valley, Barstow, Baker. My buddy and I had just finished going through apple valley and we were going to stop in Barstow to piss, grab some drinks, and stretch. It should have been 20 minutes or so to get to Barstow… We’re driving, talking, waiting to get to Barstow. We see a “distances to” sign. The next stop was Baker… Wait, what? Baker! Where did Barstow go? We had just left Apple Valley, we had no idea. There are multiple exits in Barstow, we definitely would have noticed at least one of them! But no, just black in the night and then Baker was our next chance to stop. We made the trip back to Vegas a solid 45 minutes faster than we should have. Those 45 minutes match up perfectly with the travel time of the leg we have no memory of…
I can still go to my friend years later and just say, “where was Barstow” and we both laugh and simultaneously wonder wtf happened. So we lost time and a physical destination. (Reddit, reply to post)
From one driveway into another:
I had a somewhat similar experience when U was 17, I had been playing pool with a friend of mine one Saturday, we left the pool hall about 9 and I dropped him off about 9:15. After talking for a few minutes I got in the car to leave…. OK, this is where it gets a little weird, I looked at the clock on my dash… 9:22.. I backed out of his driveway put my car into drive and was immediately pulling into my driveway 8 miles away at 12:34. I have no memory of what happened in those three hrs… and have no clue how to explain it. (Above Top Secret)
Opposite his destination:
My college is 5 miles away from my residence, everyday I ride my bike to the college and come back via the same route which is 2 miles straight then right, after descending down a bridge and then left, after 3 miles and my college arrives at the left side of the road. So basically I have to take two turns only one right, and one left. And the roads are very wide and the area is also not confusing. Two days ago I had my Nutrition Practical (yes Nursing college) so my group decided to reach college at sharp 6:00 am in the morning to prepare for practical. In the morning roads are fairly empty. I left my house at around 5:20 am and I vividly remember descending down the bridge and taking a left turn and I swear I saw a new boarding of the candidate for upcoming election just as I took the left turn. From here some crazy shit happened. I was riding my bike and was analyzing the weather and the road when suddenly I felt something wrong. The road suddenly felt unfamiliar and very damp and suddenly I had goose bumps and a wave of depression I cant express that emotion properly. Everything felt weird, my body, my mind, every thing was confused. So I applied brakes, took off my phone and turned on Google map. To my surprise I am 15 miles away from my college and the map showed that I am completely opposite to the bridge which I remember descending minutes ago. I ignored everything and said fuck it I needed to reach college. So I reached college, gave Practical and then was coming home via the same route I have been coming since years and this is when it hit me as soon as I reached the bridge, I saw the same poster of the candidate placed where I saw it on the morning from where I took the left turn in the morning. I went home to see if I took right instead of left would it take me to the place where I went accidentally in the morning. To my surprise the place was far away and opposite to that of my location. In easy words, it would take me more than 30 minutes to reach that location from the bridge. And I would never would have been able to reach college if I was to ride all the way up to that place where I mysteriously went and then come to college. (Reddit)
Suddenly being in the opposite direction, and three hours later:
1968-1969 my mother and I were traveling from my grandmothers home to our home. Belleuve Wash to Burien Wash. We both knew my grandmother’s area very well as we had live at her location. My mother took a left turn to go to four corners. It was dusk to dark. It was quiet in the car. The next thing we knew was we were driving very slowly. We were in the opposite direction and were at the lake park. There is no way to go the wrong way. It was now very dark and I believe around three hours had passed. I asked my mother why are we here, we did recognize the location. She said she did not know how we got at this location. Later years, we talked about this, and she stated she never knew how we got there and what had happened. We both knew our directions very well. One moment we were at one location and the next we were at another location. Don’t know what happened. We are both sane and not sure what took place. I wonder if after all of these years if someone experienced the same thing in the same area. (OnLineClock.net, reply to an article)
Once in a while people find themselves back on the same road, and they have to drive that same stretch of road over again. Interestingly, in this example there was a violent spin of air around their car:
When I was a child (somewhere in the very early 70’s), I was travelling in a very quiet and familiar road with my nanny and my mom. My mom was driving. To the left was the only building in the area, and we drove past it. The skies were blue and no other cars were around. Suddenly it felt like we were caught in a whirlpool of air and the car started to violently spin around, and the car controls were not responding. The next thing we knew, the car was mostly outside the paved road, so my mom started the car after checking we were OK, and kept driving. To our shock we discovered that we were 3 kilometers behind as we passed again that same agricultural building to the left and we had missed 15 minutes! The three of us experienced this phenomenon. This happened in Yucatan, Mexico, and no there are not such things as tornadoes there! (OnLineClock.net, reply to an article)
Or on some side road:
We live about 5 minutes from the cinema- we live next to a highway, which you drive down for about 1km, then you turn a corner onto another main road and follow it in a straight line until you hit the shopping center. There’s absolutely no way to get lost, no reason to turn off, and we’d made this trip so many times.
Anyway, this particular night we were heading to see a movie, it would’ve been about 7 pm. My husband was driving. We’d turned off the highway onto the main road and were deep in conversation, when suddenly we found ourselves down a side road. It was strange, it was like we’d both ‘woken up’ at the same time- we’d stopped talking, couldn’t even remember the conversation we’d been having, and we were both wondering why/how we’d ended up turned off somewhere way before our destination.
We couldn’t have lost more than a couple of minutes but it’s played on my mind over and over since it happened. (The Paranormalist)
To some people it happens more than once. In his third experience, a friend came by and hadn’t found them where they should have been. Were they taken out of our reality? :
My wife, children and I were traveling back home from an appointment. We stopped and filled up our car with gas. Upon entering the interstate my wife asked when she thought we would be home. I looked at the clock and seeing that it was 1pm I told her it would be around 3 to 3:30 when we arrived. At that point I reset the gas mileage on my car and also reset the cars timer and mileage counter to zero. The kids fell asleep almost immediately as they hate driving the interstates. My wife started in to reading her book as I hit the road. about 15 minutes in to the trip is where it gets odd. That was the last point in the trip I remember until entering our city. It was as if I woke up from a dream. However, it was no dream. I looked at the clock and it was now 1:30 pm. We had just somehow travelled 156 miles in 30 minutes. I drive fast but I don’t have a supersonic jet. I questioned my wife who was finished with the book she had just read and she said that she thought everything was normal but could not explain how it only took 30 minutes to get home. I then checked the timers and mileage and both were in agreement, 156 miles and the timer now at like 34 minutes.
The next afternoon we were traveling to a game at our university which is 70 miles from home. Game time was at 7 pm and we were leaving home at 6. I jumped on the interstate and as we arrived in the city at the university my wife asked if we had time to stop before kickoff and use a restroom. I looked at the clock and we had only been gone 15 minutes from home yet were now in a city 70 miles away?
How can this be explained? It wasn’t clock issues in the car as the time when leaving the car were all in agreement. It was in fact 6:15 or so when we pulled into the gas station per their clocks? I am just baffled with this. The only other time I had anything else close to this was many years ago around 1990 my girlfriend and I were parked waiting on someone. We sat at the end of the long dirt driveway for what seemed only a few minutes looking at the stars and talking. The next thing we realized it was 4 am and neither of us had a recollection of anything but stopping the car and looking at the stars for a moment. Strange part of that story is that our friend the next day came to our home and said he had came by yet…we weren’t their waiting or at our home? (Unexplained Mysteries)
Long periods of missing time become Missing 411 cases, in which the police is notified and a search conducted. As I mentioned before David Paulides wrote extensively them. These cases are told from the researcher’s point of view. Here are a couple of cases told by the missing persons themselves.
It gets really strange when a whole day is missing and unaccounted for. This happened to two brothers when going to school. It is strange enough that they don’t remember an entire day, but it is even stranger that the surrounding people did not act concerned. This is something we also see in the classic UFO abductions, in which the people around the abductee are often ‘influenced’ to act as if nothing abnormal happened.
Here’s an event that happened to my brother and I almost 30 years ago. We were in high school at the time, 1984. We went to school as usual and were given absentee slips to be filled out by our parents. We were both marked absent the day before.??? My brother and I shared homeroom(we’re twins) and we wondered why we were marked absent. We looked at each other and tried to think if we had gone somewhere that day with the family, but we both drew a blank. We thought it was a mistake. Later we shared a lunch period and sat at a table with a close friend. He also asked us where we were. Okay, now that was weird. If we weren’t in school, where were we? I tried to think about the day previous but drew a blank. I couldn’t remember going anywhere but I also couldn’t remember any specifics about the school-day either. We shared a gym class and asked the instructor if we were in class the day before. He said No. Another friend said he didn’t see us that day, either. We were completely confused. The thing is, we had our dad drop us off at school in the morning, and then we’d walk home. It was only about a mile. We asked our dad if he dropped us off at school, and he said he did. Our mother called the school and wanted to know why we were marked absent. She talked to the principal, and he said not to worry about it and to just forget it. I still kind of wonder about that phone conversation.
Two years earlier I had cut a first class to avoid not turning in an English composition which I hadn’t done. My brother went along and our story was that I had walked to school and was almost there when I remembered I had forgotten my composition paper, so I went home to get it. Just to lose enough time to miss one class, not the whole day. We got home and the school had already called asking where we were. So had we not shown up for school I think the school would have called the house and somebody would have answered that we were in school. Maybe they called and maybe they didn’t. But then I wonder if my family was also somehow influenced.
So either we thought we went to school but didn’t, and our dad thought he drove us to school, or we went to school, got dropped off by our dad but just never went in and spent the day doing something we couldn’t remember. Or we did go to school but nobody could remember seeing us, and we couldn’t remember doing anything in school either.
One last thing. Around this time, our friends and my brother and I noticed that a strange car would follow us around when we’d go to each others houses. We’d see the car pull up at the end on the street and then it would drive off after we got out. We would joke that it was the CIA. Why would they keep tabs on us? Who knows. But we were dungeons and dragons players at the time (nerds) and there was some hysteria then over it being involved with devil worship. It was the Reagan years. Maybe the feds were caught up with the craziness?
Just a very strange thing to have happened. It has never happened again and I have no nightmares about abductions. (a reply to a post on The Paranormalist)
There are many reports of people (also children) who went missing for several days and were later found in good health, but they did not remember anything of the missing time period. David Paulides researched a lot of these cases in his Missing 411 books. These cases are usually described by researchers, journalists and the like. Here is a case described by the person herself. It is not only strange that she did not notice the time skip (of four days) at all, but how can a person not experience hunger, thirst or fatigue after four days, unless she was taken out of our normal passage of time.
I am still bothered by a missing time experience that occurred in mid-December 2001. I was then in my early forties, married with three teenaged children, and living in south Florida. The evening in question, I stepped outside around 7 PM to smoke a cigarette. We lived in a gated community, with a park across the street from our house. I walked over and sat at a picnic table.
When I went back to my front door, I had to knock because my keys had inexplicably disappeared. My husband and oldest daughter greeted me with a barrage of questions about where I had been. I WAS GONE FOR FOUR DAYS AND MY DISAPPEARANCE HAD BEEN REPORTED TO THE POLICE!!! My cigarette pack and lighter, and my house keys were found sitting on a picnic table across the street from my home. I had no other belongings with me; my purse with all my ID, credit cards, etc., was in my bedroom.
I have no memory of anything of that four days. For me, it seemed as if I had stepped out the door and then returned fifteen minutes later. I would really like to know where I was!
Source: The Paranormalist
When missing memory goes together with strange scenery, one wonders if this was part of mind manipulation in an effort to hide something else. Or do the responsible intelligences project a holographic scenery for our entertainment, or just to confuse us?
A bizarre scene at a golf course:
My friend and I went golfing. This was after college, between 2005 and 2007. We were golfing in the town of (?), Massachusetts. We were on the second hole. We had an older gentleman who wanted to join us to make a team of three. My friend wanted to do something different. He popped up the golf ball, straight up in the air. The strange thing was, it hit something in midair, making a clanging sound. It dropped to the ground. The guy that was with us, picked up his clubs and marched straight out of there. Meanwhile, after the ball dropped to the ground, my friend and I both remembered two individuals, well-dressed, came out of nowhere, out of the woods, walked across the golf course, picked up the ball, and continued into the woods at the opposite side from where they had entered the course, they just kept going. We don’t really remember what happened for the rest of that day. Suddenly it is the end of the day, and we are in the parking lot. It could have taken that long for us to have played golf for the rest of the day. All of a sudden we were in the parking lot, and then we went home. (YouTube)
In the following account we have an abrupt change of time and space, with both people waking up with different cloths. It is also important that the cake mix box she was holding, when the memory blank began, was never found again. As if the intervening intelligence decided to keep it as a souvenir, or maybe it was thrown away into the trashcan of the flying saucer? 🙂
Howdy, Reddit! My husband stumbled onto this sub and thought it would be a great place to share our story. I’m using a throwaway because we don’t know what people close to us would think. This is the first time we’ve talked about this with anyone other than each other. I’ve read through some of the stories here, and I
think hope ours fits here too.
I’d like to preface this by saying that neither my husband nor I do any sort of drugs, suffer from mental illness, or abuse alcohol. We drink occasion, but had not been drinking this night. It happened about 8 months ago. We lived in a small apartment with our two young children and our dog while we saved up for a down payment on a home.
It was a typical Monday night around 7:00 pm. We had just cleaned up after dinner, my husband was surfing the web, and I was relaxing on the couch. I was reading the back of a cake mix trying to decide if I had time to bake it, let it cool, frost it, and eat it before I needed to be in bed. My husband was watching a video on the internet, he said something funny about it, we both laughed…
Then BAM! I woke up, face-down in bed. My clock read 8:00 exactly. My alarm hadn’t been turned on. I was very confused and could smell the strong scent of coconut. I sat up and looked at my husband who was also just waking up. He looked at me with a really confused look, and we both jumped out of bed and ran to our kids’ room. They were in bed asleep. We went into the living room and the second our dog saw us, she started whimpering and sort of army-crawling toward us. It was such unusual behavior for her. I had never seen her act that way before, and have never since.
Nothing looked out of order in our apartment aside from one small detail. The cake mix I had been looking at that night was gone. I searched everywhere for that cake mix and never found it. Another odd detail from that day is that we were all dressed in our pajamas when we woke up except my youngest. He was in the jeans and t-shirt he had been wearing the night before. Neither my husband nor I would have ever put him to bed like that. Neither of us have any memory of getting into our pajamas or anything else after laughing at the comment he made on the video.
We (already late for work) both called in sick that day. We spent the day talking about it and trying to make sense of it. At some point that day, he asked me if I had smelled coconut when I woke up. We never found the source of the smell.
To this day, I can’t look at a cake mix or smell coconut without feeling a little anxious and sick. (Reddit)
How can you loose a gun that you are carrying? 10 hours is also a long time:
Back in 1979, One morning I was walking in the desert near my house in Arizona, I was carrying a 22 rifle just in case I saw some jack rabbits or snakes,, I had walked about a mile when all at once everything got super bright and I felt dizzy, like I was going to pass out, I heard a noise like a high pitch whistle and everything got real bright and it looked like the ground was wavy and I felt dizzy, that was about 7 am and I awoke on my couch around 5:30 pm that afternoon and don’t remember where the time went and I didn’t have my rifle and I never found it. I would like to know where over 10 hours went to, I have no memory of the time in between 7 am and 5:30 pm. (Unsolved Mysteries, a reply to an article)
I think that when the memory lapse starts, the person is put into a deep trance state. His consciousness is suspended, and the bodily functions are taken over. Only when the person ‘comes by’, is he conscious again. Sometimes he doesn’t realize that something has happened, sometimes he becomes aware simply because he is somewhere else, or looks at a clock. The reason why I think all those people with ‘missing time’ are put into a trance. That would explain why so many people are in the process of walking, driving their bike, or driving their car when they ‘wake up’. We have a few cases where another person saw them as being in such a trance, just before or just after the event.
I lived and worked in Germany for a couple of years. A friend and myself took turns in driving to work. The journey took 40 mins. We usually left at approx. 06.30 as we’d go to the canteen for breakfast before starting work at 07.45. On this particular morning, it was my friends turn to drive – mid conversation I felt, not tired exactly just sort of drained. I remember resting my head on the back of the car seat and staring out the windscreen to the right – there was an enormous unusually shaped building/construction with many lights flickering and dancing around it … forgot to mention this was Winter and it was dark in the early morning. The next thing I remember is opening my eyes, thinking I’d fallen asleep. I felt so relaxed and comfortable. It was then I noticed I didn’t recognize any of the landmarks. I said my friends name … no answer, repeated, no answer. Her head was also back against the car seat back, her eyes half closed, driving. Her face had no expression and if it hadn’t been for the fact that we were moving I’d have thought she was asleep. I spoke her name again more loudly and she ‘came to’ asking what had happened. She had no memory, like myself how we got there. We drove on and found a road that led us to our workplace pretty quickly and arrived at 07.35. We both felt a little strange all morning like being submerged underwater. (Unsolved Mysteries, reply to an article)
Here we have again a driver who went into a trance state and when he came by he found himself on the wrong road. Also of interest is the events that happened to the rest of his family at home, strongly suggesting interference by alien beings:
A few days ago I experienced some weird stuff while driving home from work. I picked up my girlfriend around 6:30pm, made small talk before finally pulling out and heading home. The drive home is very simple, I do the same thing every time. Stay in the left lane and drive straight, literally that’s it. No turns, no merging, nothing…just a straight drive home.
I’ve made this drive countless times, and I have NEVER made a turn by mistake, and even so, how often does that really happen? I’ve MISSED turns, but like I said this is a straight drive. Well that night, it seems like we ended up on a wrong road somehow. My girlfriend was watching, and she said I made no turns and I did stay in the left lane the whole drive. I also can’t tell you what we spoke about, what type of music was playing, anything. For some reason, I remember a feeling of not being able to speak, sort of zoned out or like when you have sleep paralysis and you’re awake but you can’t move. I don’t know why but I remember this feeling. I also sort of recall a feeling of my eyes being closed. I don’t remember anything else on that drive, except for snapping out of it and realizing we were on the wrong road. It’s scary to think about, because I honestly have no idea how I was able to drive under such a condition.
When I put our address into our GPS, we were way off. Eventually, we got home and I explained what happened to the rest of our family. The messed up part of this, and probably the part that freaks me out the most, is that my daughter said she saw a ‘plane’ in our yard going up and down up and down (she’s young). My family also said there was a shrieking sound outside the window. She was terrified, I’ve never seen her like that before, and she wouldn’t even leave the room she was in because she thought something was out there.
I don’t really know what to make of it, it’s never happened to me before. I can tell you about my drive last week to and from work, but I can’t remember the other day for some reason. It just seems odd that I would end up in a complete different area without making any turns or even switching lanes. (Reddit)
In the following account, we have a child that just stood up while eating and walked into the woods, suggesting that he was in a trance state:
You know when I was I would say about ten years old I went to a summer camp with the church that my family and I used to attend. One afternoon I remember eating a slice of pizza, surrounded by a group of kids and the next thing I know I found myself walking around in the woods 100’s of yards away, hours went by. I know because it was around noon when I was eating the slice of pizza and know it is around eight o’clock at night. I felt confused and disoriented and my clothes was dirty. I always wonder what happened to me that day. Everyone was looking for me and when we asked the group of kids that were with me when I was eating the slice of pizza. They all said that I just got up and walked away. Nothing remotely close to this has ever happened to me before or after this incident. I basically don’t remember what happened for about eight hours! (Beyond Creepy, reply to a video)
In some experiences of memory loss of time, with or without displacement people hear a clear, distinct sound.
This man went from warm to bitterly cold. Interestingly, he first heard a high-pitched sound.
A curious phenomenon, spoke of by many – “the missing time” experience. Have spoke to some who claim to had this happen. And any reader of paranormal literature or viewer of a number of documentaries and TV shows will know – it often is associated with alien abduction. While I don’t believe I was abducted (my rectum feels just fine). The surreal-ness of the awareness of the passage of time is an incredibly strange sensation. When did this happen? You may ask – less than 20 mins ago of the initial time of posting. As a researcher and investigator of the unexplained, my task right now is to cover the bases and go over the details, try and find the crack as they say The story and experience is such, I came home from work got in about 3.35pm-3.40pm. Sylvia my partner in crime was just about to get ready to leave for work which she did at 3.47pm and I recall this because I read her the time from the computer screen, when she asked. Sylvia then leaves the place. I pick up a few bits from the sofa, answer a text from my sister and ready to get on with some design work. Head into the bedroom to get changed out uniform into civvies. I recall moving a few bits on the floor and standing up changing my shirt and trousers to jeans. I hear a high pitch sound – similar to an old-fashioned kettle with a whistle but higher, a persistent sound. I know recall as I am writing moving to turn around to look at the bedroom door. I am not tired, far from it. Next thing I remember is, I am shivering, bitterly cold, teeth are chattering and I know I’m lying down on the bed, it is dark. Feels like I am coming out of sleep as I’m moving my arm around trying to find the blanket, like you do in the morning or when the blanket has been tugged away – my alertness kicks in. I realize I am lying on top of the bed, diagonally feet to bottom left. Head to top right. I jump up from the bed and see outside the window it really is dark, so my instinct is directing me to know the time my phone reads 18.57! It has been over 2 hours! I come in the living room, got to kitchen put kettle on and attempt to get warm by putting fire on. Then I came to post this well that was just plain surreal – got home from work, Sylvia was just leaving. This was about 3:45. I remember going into bedroom, a strange sound, like a high pitch whine next thing I know its 7pm. I’ve got some disorientation going on. I assume I fell asleep, but wasn’t tired and don’t recall going to sleep. I have no recollection of the passage of time, for the 2 hours – I wasn’t tired and no intention of going to sleep. The transition of time was virtually instantaneous. Being in bedroom getting changed to waking up freezing cold. The sound is puzzling it was a single note of high pitch. I have no history of tinnitus albeit sometimes I can hear a similar sound generated occasionally by TVs. I must put forward the surreal sensation after wards was very well surreal. (The Paranormal Network)
Again a loud sound outside the building and loss of time:
Let me preface this by saying it is not my story, but is my roommate’s who doesn’t really do Reddit.
About a month ago my roommate came home from staying at her partner’s house and told our other roommate and I about how she and her partner were both woken up by a very loud sound outside of the building. My roommate is typically a heavy sleeper because things at our apartment are usually loud due to shitty neighbors, ongoing construction, and just generally living on a very busy street on college campus, so for something to wake her up is has to be LOUD.
When they woke up, they looked out of the windows and didn’t see anything unusual, so they got back in bed and checked the time, it was 3am. They both sat there for, what she told me, was about 5 minutes, just enough time to look through notifications on their phones, when she looked at the time again it was 6 am. They lost three hours. She swears they didn’t fall back asleep during the three-hour gap, didn’t lose track of time scrolling on their phones, or anything that could be deducted to them simply not noticing the time going by.
My roommate doesn’t use Reddit, isn’t familiar with glitch-in-the-matrix type stories, and genuinely doesn’t make things up.
Three hours of time disappeared. (Reddit)
There was a small comment on this post with a similar experience involving a sound:
My wife said a similar thing happened to her while alone in the house. A strange high-pitched sound and then found half the day gone and it was evening.
As I have mentioned before, the UFO/Alien phenomenon is rife with so-called ‘missing time’, which is actually ‘missing memory’ due to the aliens wiping the memory of the abductee after the abduction event. It is quite possible that all Missing Memory of Time Passage and Spatial Displacement experiences are the result of intervention of alien entities of various kinds. There is plenty of literature available about this type of missing memory. I am giving here only a few typical examples.
Bright lights followed by memory lose and being suddenly at a party:
I attended Framingham State University (in Framingham, Massachusetts) from 200 to 2004. While I was there I made some friends. We were coming back to have a party on Cape Cod, in the town of Sandwich. In that area of Cape Cod is a military base. It was called Otis Air Force Base, now it is Joint Base Cape Cod. While I was trying to locate the party…I was stone sober, nothing on board, nothing weird happening. I was on my way to the party, I was pretty late. I was expecting to get there around 6 o’clock in the evening. I am looking for the place, driving around in circles. Finally I am on the wrong road and I am heading towards the Air Force base. So I turn around and started heading back into the other direction when I remembered two very bright lights, orb shaped in the sky, which seemed to be part of one craft. They come up to my driver’s side window, floating above the tree line. Really enormous lights, about the size of a truck, and they were separated by the width of a truck. They shine on me, and then I don’t remember anything else. All of a sudden I come to. I am at the party, in the living room, sitting there, bewildered. My vehicle is outside. This is hours and hours later, the party is over. It in 1 o’clock in the morning. I am just in this living room. My vehicle, I was told, was cold. Apparently it had been there for a long time. Suddenly, the core, surviving party members come out from the other room. They see me sitting there on the couch and they say: “Woow, how did you get here? Where have you been? You are incredibly late.” I had no explanation. I was tired and hostile in general, and looking to go to sleep. (YouTube)
The typical appearance of Gray beings inside a house, and a memory lapse in the middle of screaming:
It took in 1950 or 1951, in North Bend, Oregon. We lived in one of the four houses of a complex. It used to military dependent housing. It was abandoned and boarded up. My mother and stepdad took the boarding of the windows and doors, and we squatted. The newspapers and the police came out, and we said we were moving. Within 24 hours every unit in this complex was occupied by people like ourselves. While we were living in this building, one night I recalled vividly, although here were other nights. I am lying in bed. My brother Gary is lying on the other bed, we are sharing the same room. He is seven years older than me. I was about five years old. He was about twelve. In the adjoining room were two sisters. One was 8 years old, the other 3.
I am lying there asleep, total darkness, when I am feeling there is something going on, and the temperature is dropping, it is getting cold. I look up, I see these small beings, people, things, whatever they are. All I can remember about them was that they were all dressed the same, almost like coveralls. They had almond shaped eyes. They were short. I was very short, but they were taller than me. There were at least five of them in the room. They were standing all around me. I am looking at them, and I am terrified. I start screaming. My stepdad comes in. He turns the light on, and everything is gone. There is nobody there. It was odd, as my brother was sleeping through all this. My stepdad told me to shut up, there is nobody there. Go to sleep. He leaves and says don’t call me again.
As soon as he leaves, and closes the door, they are back. They are trying to poke me with some kind of mechanical device that looked like a fishing pole with a hook on it, trying to poke me and do something to me. I hide under my blankets, but I could see through the blankets. I get really scared. I grabbed all the courage I could, and shot out of the bed. My brother is lying only feet away from me, and all my screaming and yelling doesn’t wake him up at all. My stepfather is not hearing it either, nobody is hearing me. I run out of my room and into my sisters room. I am looking at them, and they are standing there up their beds with their eyes, like huge saucer eyes looking at me. I turn around in the doorway, and there are all these beings. At the time I did not know about aliens. Their lips are not moving, but they are trying to communicate. They are coming towards us. All three of us are screaming.
The next memory that all of us have: the sun is coming up. We were screaming at 9 o’clock at night, and the next memory we have is 7 o’clock in the morning. We are standing in our front room. We are looking at three of these beings in front of us. They are smiling at us in some weird way. They are giving me this loving hand gesture, or whatever it meant. We are still scared. I was a little angry. Just, as the sun is shining in through the curtains and the window behind it, they vanished. We looked at each other.
What happened between 9′ o’clock at night and 7 o’clock in the morning? That is a period of 10 hours of having no memory. What is really odd, is we all went back to our rooms, and went back to bed. We never discussed it with the parents, my brother and even my sisters, until I decided to write about it in 2003.
From that night on, my ESP, the abilities I had, increased. I would wake, and I had nose bleeds, every morning for years. When I would wake up I always had the feeling there was somebody there and saying goodbye. (YouTube)