The Greys' Secret

The Greys’ Secret

By: J. C. DaCosta

Copyright 2012 J.C. DaCosta

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1 – The Case for Human Mutilation

Chapter 2 – Causa Mortis

Chapter 3 – The Fly in the Soup

Chapter 4 – The Alien Report

Chapter 5 – The Amazon Incidents

Chapter 6 – Reputation Mutilation

Chapter 7 – The Occupation of Ana 3

Chapter 8 – My Close Encounter with Aliens

Chapter 9 – The Hybrids’ Paradox

Chapter 10 – The Fall of Ana 2

Chapter 11 – The Birth of the Resistance

Chapter 12 – The Helping Hand of an Enemy

Chapter 13 – The Greys Cry for their Dead

Chapter 14 – Epilogue: Confessions of an Honest Coward

Cattle Mutilation = Term used to describe the unexplained injuries, leading to death, found in cattle, sheep, horses and other animals all over the world. The main common pattern includes the surgical removal of most internal organs through an incision, the excision of soft tissue around the lips as well as the tongue, anus, scrotum, ears and eyes. Frequent reports of unidentified flying objects and mysterious light beams in the sky (before or right after those deaths happen) and the worldwide occurrence of apparently unrelated cases, have connected the cattle mutilation mystery to the UFO phenomenon and led to speculation on the possibility of extraterrestrial experiments on our planet.

THE GREYS’ SECRET

This is a fictional story based on true facts. Names, places and dates were altered to protect the witnesses’ privacy. Therefore, similarities with real facts, characters or events in Brazil or other parts of the world should be regarded as mere coincidences. Or not.

Chapter 1 – The Case for Human Mutilation

Life is made of a thousand mysteries and only one big certainty: we’ll all have a meeting with death someday. It’s vain to go beyond this simple fact, so the real secret that brought us here is not if or when we’ll face the physical end and cease to exist, but how that magical moment happens. Death works in mysterious ways. He can ease the pains of life suddenly, in the unconscious comfort of your sleep, or toy with your ailing body for years before the final blow, which then comes as an act of mercy. This is the story of one of these final moments: the story that I didn’t want to tell, as it can be more terrifying than death itself. Yet that body was there, lying on the ground like the offered sheep of a macabre sacrifice, claiming for an answer… or for revenge.

São Paulo, Brazil. December 7th, 1989.

I am João Villas Boas, a Brazilian astrobiologist living in the city of São Paulo. Here, accompanied by some of the best scientists of the southern hemisphere, I have helped create the first Exobiology research department in South America, as a part of the Brazilian Institute of Space Research, a body of the nation’s Space Agency. I am also a Ufologist in my free time, which means I am constantly risking my hard-earned reputation in the local scientific community by publishing articles on UFO-related cattle mutilation cases, UFO sightings and alien abductions. Methodic research on alien forms of life has been my passion and my destiny. Many years have passed since I saw, in a public library in my native Rio de Janeiro, the thick book with a flying saucer on the cover that would trigger my obsessive interest in unidentified flying objects, extraterrestrial intelligence and the varied possibilities of alien life. I was 8 years old then. Now, nearly 30 years later, I am driving to this small town in the state of Minas Gerais, to study the body of a male adult that had been located in a remote rural property the night before. I knew I had to act quickly. My contact had warned me the local authorities would soon take the body to the local morgue, which would limit my access to the remains. I had only a couple of hours to get there and document the incident in its original site. I wanted to see the body in the very crime scene, before the detectives or the deceased’s family could take possession of it. A few minutes earlier, the phone call had been astounding and brief. Sérgio Vieira, a police officer who followed my work on UFOs and cow abductions, called me to find out if I would be willing to investigate this unusual case of a human body without internal organs or fluids. According to him, there seemed to be a connection between the murderer’s modus operandi and the procedural steps observed in cattle mutilation cases in the area. I was one of the few researchers who could confirm (or refute) the link. I had the intellectual authority of somebody who invested years of work and resources to research this mostly controversial phenomenon, which is not only unknown by the public opinion but also plagued with general skepticism and scientific discredit. Yet I didn’t hesitate to accept the invitation to see that body.

The worst part of having a good reputation is that you often feel too compelled to preserve it. As evidence would confirm many years later, I was lucky enough to never have succumbed to that temptation. Not that there wasn’t a price to pay. Throughout the years, my nonacademic articles about flying saucer sightings, human abductions and close encounters with extraterrestrials (and a couple of interviews with the national TV network on UFOs and possible alien activities on our planet) had brought me a nice share of the harsh criticism, social harassment and the expectable displays of mockery and ridicule that are always reserved, in the mostly ignorant cultural mainstream, for the lunatics interested in aliens and strange flying objects. Yet that undesired public exposure also got me in touch with people from all over the country and abroad, witnesses or victims that were eager to share their stories about faraway farms, their mutilated animals and the lame excuses they were forced to accept from local authorities to justify their financial losses and, in many cases, the inexplicable death of their livestock. After years of research, I had catalogued hundreds of cases of cattle mutilation, from several Brazilian states and a few neighboring countries. I had studied and photographed a number of animals that had somehow vanished into the air and then reappeared, days or hours later, horribly dismembered and tortured. In most cases, their carcasses would be found in remote locations, far from their original farms and pastures, in a set of very particular circumstances, which were as impressive as they were coincidental. Their deaths shared a common pattern. Invariably, the animals’ bodies had been drained of most of their internal organs and fluids, sucked through precisely cut round holes that were nothing less than surgically made. Reports on similar incidents had been happening all over the world and have been mounting for decades, from the pampas in Argentina to the American prairies, from the Brazilian cerrado to the vast fields of New Zealand, from the farmlands of Canada to the fertile fincas of the Andean range, from the African savanna to the Indian sacred lands.

In those locations, where a big number of cattle can be seen at any given time in the pastures, the occasional find of a dead carcass is far from unusual, but a closer look would reveal that something exceptional had happened to that animal. Despite their geographical distance and evident cultural differences, those cases had consistent and intriguing details in common: virtually all farmers, witnesses, ranchers and officers described the round incisions and the noted lack of internal organs and body fluids, frequently confirmed by the necropsy and postmortem exams. Nearly all of them reported that the skin around the mouth and adjoining areas of the face had quite often been removed, the lips were cut off, showing the dental arcades and the clean flesh under the chin and jaws. Ocular tissue, tongue, ears and other soft parts of the face were surgically extracted. Precise and sharp cuts on the animal’s skin seemed to have been made by some sort of laser. The patterns that emerged for a classical cattle mutilation case have no geographic boundaries, respect no religious beliefs and are not contained in a limited historic period. Cases have been reported as early as the 19th century. And even though those incidents had often taken place in isolated or remote areas with poor, few or no roads, the carcasses were sometimes found in a different place, miles apart from the original herd or the pasture fields where the animals used to graze. Several bodies showed broken bones, were dropped onto power lines and trees and presented craters underneath them, as if they had fallen from a considerable altitude.

Scientists of different backgrounds and expertise have been invited and challenged to find a scientifically acceptable explanation, and over the years many have defended a varied list of theories and causes. Yet the majority of those analyses failed to consider (or maybe they have deliberately disregarded) one crucial piece of evidence of the victims’ reports: the fact that a number of witnesses, mostly ranchers or farmers, had informed that they had observed unusual beams of light or strange lightning bolts coming straight from strange clouds, that would move onto the herd in what otherwise would have been a perfectly cloudless sky. Strangely enough, this particular section of the police reports tends to be quickly disregarded, discarded or discredited, as well as the alleged presence of unidentified flying objects in the day or night of the incidents. As described by those reputable farmers, these objects did not look, sound or behave like our traditional helicopters or airplanes. They would perform risky and improbable aerial movements and create accelerations and curves that our conventional aircrafts were technically unable to reproduce. In a few documented cases, the cows were reported to have been taken, by air or on the ground, to the interior of these flying objects. Those reports had established a possible connection between UFO’s cattle abduction and widespread phenomenon of animal mutilation. That could eventually explain, for example, why some of the carcasses had been found on top of trees, hanging on power lines or isolated on distant unused fields, as if they were dropped on the ground from high above and fallen like heavy towels thrown from the sky onto the soil. Maybe that connection could also explain the existence of a uniform pattern of the injuries, the type of precise operations with surgical precision that had been the most remarkable feature of those mysterious incidents. Years of independent research had created the extraordinary (and some say crazy) theory of alien genetic experiments on our planet’s animals that I dared to defend in public. Improbable as it sounds and impossible as it seems, it was this widely ridiculed theory that ended up leading me to that mysterious morning phone call on a hot morning of December…and to the enigmatic fate of a man whose death would redefine my life.

Controversial positions have always polarized the debate on animal abductions. The discussions on such cases didn’t differ too much from the intimidating social uproar caused by the attempts to study the connection between human abductions and the UFO phenomenon. The very nature, and the implications, of such events would prevent most serious scientists of traditional disciplines from entering the public debate on unidentified flying objects or exposing their views to the scientific community without preconceived and preannounced skepticism. Relegated to the realm of science fiction, the incidents were rarely studied in an official multidisciplinary way. Fantasy and pragmatism would then be invoked, and sometimes combined, to explain the resulting dismemberments and deaths as some sort of natural event. Induced by this convenient scientific dogmatism, cover up operations on those undesirable occurrences were widely supported (or even sponsored) by the national governments, as well as by the alarmed local authorities where those losses happened, under constant public and internal states of denial. They would minimize the incidents, discourage potential witnesses to come public, obstruct further investigations and simply hope for cases like those not to happen again under their jurisdiction. Yet there seems to be no way to prevent them from happening.

Theories to explain the various types of cattle mutilation abound. The long list of possible causes include chupacabras, insects, coyotes, wolves and other predators, scavengers, bacteria and even flesh-eating worms. They have been promoted and defended as the obvious natural explanations, but none of these elements would match the intriguing sequence of events that the witnesses allege they experienced. Since I began my studies, 30 years ago, Ufology had been my attempt to connect and confront the available explanatory theories and the eyewitnesses’ reports. Despite the general skepticism, there are thousands of ufologists like me today, and they can be found in virtually any corner of the world. The initial community of alleged lunatics has grown to include many reputable scientists, professionals and scholars. Many of my colleagues have devoted their time to studying UFO sightings and alien close encounters, including the very itchy cases of alien abductions. I, for one, had decided to focus my attention on the injuries inflicted on animals. As part of this investigative effort, I had analyzed hundreds of pictures of dead cows, horses, sheep and other animals, studied the shape, color and location of their injuries, and identified what I believed to be the methodical patterns of a scientific and deliberate operation, that no animal or person on earth would be able to perform. I had noted, in a systematic sequence of surgical procedures, how the skin of corpses’ abdomens would shrink, sink and collapse, like an empty pillow case, after the removal of their internal organs. I also had spent hours discussing with doctors and engineers about the apparent inexistence of a machine or device, in the modern medical industry, that could reproduce the excision of organs, replicate the tissue damage or get similar surgical results. Their responses convinced me that it was reasonable to believe that those incisions were not easy to be executed by eventual pranksters, that our existing technology would not be able to reproduce them easily and that the hundreds of cases scattered all over the world indicated the situation was probably out of the national governments’ hands. After the consolidation of Ufology as a somewhat organized discipline and the emergence of specialized magazines and journals, Grey aliens with big dark eyes and glittering flying saucers have become a part of our cultural mainstream: the world is somehow becoming more aware of the likelihood of their existence. But whoever thinks about this issue will inevitably come up with the same questions: if aliens exist and have been visiting our planet, what are they doing here? What are their intentions? Why haven’t they contacted us yet? What do the national governments know about them? Could the aliens be hostile? Are they a threat?

If my suspicions could be confirmed, the mutilated body I was about to see laying on the ground in the state of Minas Gerais would redefine the way we see the aliens and their exploratory activities in our planet. Furthermore, it would probably add a new chapter to the long repertoire of cases involving close encounters and human abductions. The description that my contact had provided had little room for doubts, as he himself had already seen many pictures of abducted cattle. It’s the same type of surgical procedure – he said. But this time the mutilations were found in a human body.

December 8th, 1989.

At 9:30 AM, I parked my car in front of the modest police station in Iracema, a small town close to the border between the states of Minas Gerais and Rio de Janeiro. Sérgio Vieira was already waiting for my arrival, ready to guide me to the crime scene. He was polite and friendly, as he had been the few times we had met before, but asked me to be discreet and keep this whole situation as a personal secret. He had always been a strong enthusiast of my UFO research and an avid reader of the articles I published, but for understandable professional reasons, he did not want his name involved in this alleged human mutilation case or the eventual subsequent investigations. As the police officer who had collected the preliminary evidence and had seen the gory state of the remains, he was convinced the local detectives would convene to treat the case as a homicide, with all the public notoriety that a murder in small towns implies. Therefore, my very presence there had to be discreet and swift. He was afraid of adverse consequences in case his intervention in this case, to help me see the body before his peers, leaked to the public view.

A 40-minute drive took us to the crime scene, where a few curious locals had already gathered to see the cadaver, but were being kept at a safe distance by a not very intimidating isolation cord made of cheap yellow plastic. We walked to the wide field of sparse bushes, covered by scattered small rocks, with few tiny white flowers and many dry spots of dirt on the bottom of a rather shallow canyon. This inexpressive landscape made the remains stand out on the burnt grass like the inconvenient fly in the soup. Sérgio had been the only police officer to check that remote spot until a second cop arrived, a few minutes prior to our arrival. My contact had then isolated the area around the body and called his station to send the regional detective, but the body had not been covered yet. He took his time to call the district office in Juiz de Fora, where the region’s only forensic team had their offices, which would certainly give me a slight advantage to get there first. Sérgio was convinced that the forensic team would take hours to get to Iracema from the nearby city of Juiz de Fora. I looked around the isolated area first, to get some preliminary information. The property was quite far from the road, pretty hard to access with a conventional vehicle. It was surrounded by low hills and sudden depressions, and the body was on one corner of one of these valleys on the slope of the hill. It would have been quite a feat for the murderer to drag a body to that area or drop it from a vehicle without leaving clear marks on the grounds, so I started by trying to find the possible paths, tire marks or footprints.

Little was known about the deceased. The few local people who had already gone to see the corpse were not able to recognize him. The person who first found the body had called Sergio very early in the morning, on his way to one of the many coffee farms in that prosperous corner of the state. Despite the obvious orifices and the exposed areas of pink and black ripped flesh, the vultures and other scavengers that abound in those rural properties would not get close to the body. And even though I didn’t see any insects flying around the remains, I could easily spot a few maggots on the body. Sérgio talked briefly to the officer who was protecting the isolated area, so I could pass underneath the plastic tape and take my first notes. The view of that man lying on the ground in such a disfigured state was surreal, but my mental comparison of what I was seeing that day to the horrors of a typical case of mutilated cow was what struck me the most. It was impossible for me to ignore, after having seen hundreds of cases of animal dismemberment, that the patterns of the attack were rigorously the same. I first checked his legs and then his feet. Even though the body was in the literal middle of nowhere and the terrain was very rugged, with alternating spots of wet and dry mud, there were no marks or signs of dirt on his bare feet. No tracks or footprints of any nature were evident around him, other than a few boot footprints, which I presumed were the officer’s, since they were leading to and coming from the police car.

Surprisingly enough, I sensed no special or bad odor coming from the cadaver nor were there any signs of putrefaction other than the maggots. Sérgio had estimated the body to have been there for at least 24 hours, but admitted it could be considerably longer than that. His office had received the first phone call about the body in the early afternoon of the previous day. The victim was nude and lying on his back. As part of my agreement with Sérgio to be allowed to study the deceased, I was not authorized to touch the remains. But I would have a chance to analyze the whole scene and photograph it, to see if I could find any parallel patterns to the UFO-related animal mutilation evidence I have collected over the years. Sérgio bent over the cadaver, searching for wounds, bullets, more cuts and other injuries. I followed his steps and tried to get as close as I could, ready to observe more details. Five perfectly round holes of similar sizes could be seen on the victim’s body. They were 5 or 6 centimeters in diameter: one on his right thigh, close to his groin, another hole had expanded the natural orifice of his anus removing part of the rectum. The third and fourth cuts were on his arms, slightly below his shoulders, and the fifth hole was in the umbilical area, through where, I assumed, most of the internal organs of the victim had been extracted. The edges of injuries were dark, almost black, as if they had been bruised or burnt, forming either perfect circles or slightly elliptical incisions. No