Pentagon: "It started with a call with one of my colleagues, I know his name was Jack. He worked in the army for the US Army Security Agency and then assigned to the National Security Agency, known as the NSA. He was offered to take me by car to my home military base, as he was supposed to be on the way.

So we went. On the way, we talked about different things - family, army, and the like. He then began talking about having an incident during which he had seen the UFO. And he started to squeeze me: "Have you ever seen UFOs?" And I said. "Oh, I saw things I could not identify."

You know, we tried to hold on to the wall, and he says, "Come on, you can tell me. We're buddies. " So I started to say a little more. Then he dropped me off at my unit and called me in a few weeks and said, "Listen, you've never been to Washington DC, have you? You've never seen the Pentagon and some other places around which are worth seeing that tourists normally visit. ”
I replied, "No."
Continued: "So what if I sent a car to pick you up for you?"

Now think. He is a specialist of the 5 grade, that is, in the army, E-5 (sergeant, specialist of 2. That's the same as Sergeant E-5. The difference is that you are a specialist in your field without direct command authority.
It happened and he sent a service car for me. "Highly unusual" I thought, but I did not think about it. Simply:  "Hey, NSA - what do I know?"

Some car stopped with a driver at my unit and they take me for the weekend, supposedly gone somewhere. We went to Fort Virginia, led me to the building, and I say, "That's the NSA headquarters, where we go."  We went directly to Jack's office.

When we came in, Jack was not there. He had to go somewhere. He had the assignment he had to work on, but later he came, said one of the guys who were present. The guy, who was probably one of Jack's friends, suddenly says, "It is not a problem. Why not take you to the Pentagon ... because ... oh, I understand ... did you never visit the Pentagon? I could take you there, look at what's going on around the Pentagon, and get you there for a visit. "

He did so and handed me a badge. He says: "Keep this with you all the time." There was some picture on him. Then it was wearing different color sections indicating where I was authorized to go and where I was not allowed to go. And right at the bottom was something written: "This is very important, it opens all of your doors. Keep your "

We went to the Pentagon. When we got there, he did me and showed me some offices. At one point he pointed to one room and said, "Here, the room here is where the UFO press conference was held on July 29, 1952, which was reported at the time over Washington, DC."

And he says: "Do you know that 18 ETVs were registered on the night of August 1952, 68?"
And I said, "Well, I know that very well."
Then he says: "You know, the most unlikely case - even if they get all the publicity - was that night at 19. on 20. July. It was absolutely unique. Most people do not know about it. " And he transferred the conversation to details.

Then we got into the elevator and suddenly said, "I'll show you a cellar under the Pentagon. People have never seen it. But we need to tighten security measures. " which in view of the risks of that time could have meant that they were building a building for a nuclear attack. "We need to tighten the Pentagon to make sure people inside survive the nuclear attack event."

So we went down. When we got there, I had no idea how many floors it was. We got out and there was a small silver "car." It was impossible to tell where the front was and where it was, and in what direction the seats were actually.

A mysterious Pentagon carriage

We boarded. The device resembled a bullet in shape and he says: "This is called a monorail, but it does not move on the track."  Inside, he showed me an object resembling a small pipe that was probably supposed to be able to drive. It was said to be electromagnetically driven. We got in. I do not even know how long we went underground. But he tried to explain to me that the Pentagon is a great place. During the journey, he explained to me that I do not have to worry about the fact that this little device is not driving, you just know where you are going ... but I'm sure there was a way to better control it, but I do not remember it.

I was surprised and fascinated because this was the first time I saw anything like this. We got to some place where the door was on the side. We stepped out and entered the door. There was a long corridor - no door, just a long corridor. And this is supposedly the underground under the Pentagon. I know we went at least 20 minutes. And as we walked through the corridor, he said to me: "You know, many things do not look as it seems." We came to an end, nothing was there. I looked around and went back a bit. Finally I saw the door and told him: "What do you mean?"
"In short, many things are not as they seem to be."
He knocked on the wall and said, "Fixed wall, right?"
And I said, "Yeah." And then I started again: "What do you mean?"
Before I could say anything, he said: "Not necessarily fixed." And he pushed me in. And I walked through the wall. You see, there is nothing there, but when I was there it looked like it was a solid wall. And I passed: "What the hell are you doing?" But before I could recover and say anything, I noticed I was in a room. I looked around. When I looked back, there was something we call a field table, which is nothing more than a small table. Behind that field table sat, as we call it, a "typical gray" - an alien.

Gray in the Pentagon

And again - people will be upset - but I must say that it was about 130 cm to 150 cm tall. He sat with his hands on the tabletop, looking directly at me. I was there alone. When I stood up, I looked around and saw them, I said: "What the hell are you doing?" I still remember what I said. I stopped when I saw them, immediately as if a circular saw had dropped in my head. I fell to the ground. The alien pulled everything out of my mind - he read my whole life. That's the last thing I remember…

I woke up in Jack's office. I was told nothing happened. That I had to dream. Nobody took me anywhere. We were there all the time, and I felt tired. I had to sleep.

Jack never showed up. They brought me into a service car and brought me to my unit, I was told that whatever Jack's mission was, it's still going to be time consuming, and it's probably going to be another week before he returns. It was the last contact with Jack ...

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