Black Eyed Kids

[Lucy]

Here's the story by Brian Bethel which started the whole Black Eyed Kids phenomena. Since this story came out there's been a rash of tales about experiences with BEKs turn up around the net.

As so many things do, it all started out innocently.

My Internet Service Provider used to have offices in a shopping center before they moved to their (comparatively) lush accommodations elsewhere. There was a drop box at that original location. The monthly bill was due, and thus, there but for the Grace of the Net I went.

It was about 9:30 p.m. when I left. From my relatively isolated apartments, it's about 10-15 minutes or so to downtown (Abilene has a population of about 110,000).

Right next to Camalott Communications' old location is a $1.50 movie theater. At the time, the place was featuring that masterwork of modern film, Mortal Kombat. I drove by the theater on the way into the center proper and pulled into an empty parking space.

Using the glow of the marquee to write out my check, I was startled to hear a knock on the driver's-side window of my car.

I looked over and saw two children staring at me from street. I need to describe them, with the one feature (you can guess what it was) that I didn't realize until about half-way through the conversation cleverly omitted.

Both appeared to be in that semi-mystical stage of life children get into where you can't exactly tell their age. Both were boys, and my initial impression is that they were somewhere between 10-14.

Boy No. 1 was the spokesman. Boy No. 2 didn't speak during the entire conversation -- at least not in words.

Boy No. 1 was slightly taller than his companion, wearing a pull-over, hooded shirt with a sort of gray checked pattern and jeans. I couldn't see his shoes. His skin was olive-colored and had curly, medium-length brown hair. He exuded an air of quiet confidence.

Boy No. 2 had pale skin with a trace of freckles. His primary characteristic seemed to be looking around nervously. He was dressed in a similar manner to his companion, but his pull-over was a light green color. His hair was a sort of pale orange.

They didn't appear to be related, at least directly.

"Oh, great," I thought. "They're gonna hit me up for money." And then the air changed.

I've explained this before, but for the benefit of any new lurkers out there, right before I experience something strange, there's a change in perception that comes about which I describe in the above manner. It's basically enough time to know it's too late.

So, there I was, filling out a check in my car (which was still running) and in a sudden panic over the appearance of two little boys. I was confused, but an overwhelming sense of fear and unearthliness rushed in nonetheless.

The spokesman smiled, and the sight for some inexplicable reason chilled my blood. I could feel fight-or-flight responses kicking in. Something, I knew instinctually, was not right, but I didn't know what it could possibly be.

I rolled down the window very, very slightly and asked "Yes?"

The spokesman smiled again, broader this time. His teeth were very, very white.

"Hey, mister, what's up? We have a problem," he said. His voice was that of a young man, but his diction, quiet calm and ... something I still couldn't put my finger on ... made my desire to flee even greater. "You see, my friend and I want to see the films, but we forgot our money," he continued. "We need to go to our house to get it. Want to help us out?"

Okay. Journalists are required to talk to lots of people, and that includes children. I've seen and spoken to lots of them. Here's how that usually goes:

"Uh ... M ... M ... Mister? Can I see that camera? I ... I won't break it or anything. I promise. My dad has a camera, and he lets me hold it sometimes, I guess, and I took a picture of my dog -- it wasn's very good, 'cause I got my finger in the way and ..."

Add in some feet shuffling and/or body swaying and you've got a typical kid talking to a stranger.

In short, they're usually apologetic. People generally teach children that when they talk to adults, they're usually bothering them for one reason or another and they should at least be polite.

This kid was in no way fitting the mold. His command of language was incredible and he showed no signs of fear. He spoke as if my help was a foregone conclusion. When he grinned, it was as if he was trying to say, "I know something ... and you're NOT gonna like it. But the only way you're going to find out what it is will be to do what I say ..."

"Uh, well ..." was the best reply I could offer.

Now here's where it starts to get strange.

The quiet companion looked at the spokesman with a mixture of confusion and guilt on his face. He seemed in some ways shocked, not with his friend's brusque manner but that I didn't just immediately open the door.

He eyed me nervously.

The spokesman seemed a bit perturbed, too. I still was registering something wrong with both.

"C'mon, mister," the spokesman said again, smooth as silk. Car salesmen could learn something from this kid. "Now, we just want to go to our house. And we're just two little boys."

That really scared me. Something in the tone and diction again sent off alarm bells. My mind was frantically trying to process what it was perceiving about the two figures that was "wrong."

"Eh. Um ...." was all I could manage. I felt myself digging my fingernails into the steering wheel.

"What movie were you going to see?" I asked finally.

"Mortal Kombat, of course," the spokesman said. The silent one nodded in affirmation, standing a few paces behind.

"Oh," I said. I stole a quick glance at the marquee and at the clock in my car. Mortal Kombat had been playing for an hour, the last showing of the evening.

The silent one looked increasingly nervous. I think he saw my glances and suspected that I might be detecting something was not above-board.

"C'mon, mister. Let us in. We can't get in your car until you do, you know," the spokesman said soothingly. "Just let us in, and we'll be gone before you know it. We'll go to our mother's house."

We locked eyes.

To my horror, I realized my hand had strayed toward the door lock (which was engaged) and was in the process of opening it. I pulled it away, probably a bit too violently. But it did force me to look away from the children.

I turned back. "Er ... Um ...," I offered weakly and then my mind snapped into sharp focus.

For the first time, I noticed their eyes.

They were coal black. No pupil. No iris. Just two staring orbs reflecting the red and white light of the marquee.

At that point, I know my expression betrayed me. The silent one had a look of horror on his face in a combination that seemed to indicate: A) The impossible had just happened and B) "We've been found out!"

more...

So what do you think? What could they be? Do you think the rash of stories are people jumping on the bandwagon, or do these 'evil kids' really exist?

[iwant2believe2]

Maybe just a prank with black contacts..or a purplish tint to the eyes so dark it seems black..I'm thinking that has something to do with albinoism. But then...

[Lucy]

Kids on drugs is another possibility.

[iwant2believe2]

Originally Posted by Tracey

Kids on drugs is another possibility.

Definitely!

[Daniella]

Hmm...
I now want to dig into this a little deeper...

[Rorechof]

While in Mexico, I saw several people in a group (adults and children), who had no discernible iris/pupil definition and the eyes looked pitch black, except for the sclera, which were white. I was with a friend who is from Mexico and pointed to the group with the weird eyes. He told me those people were from a small tribe who lived quite a distance outside the city of Tijuana.

Momentarily disconcerting for me, however my friend assured me it was not that uncommon to him. Those people looked like they were totally zoned on acid (LSD) or something. This happened during the day.

[Lucy]

Could have been something like this; the author may not have seen the schlera due to it being night time so poor light. He did describe one of the boys as having freckles and pale skin. I've always associated darker or olive skin with people from Mexico. Do you remember what their complexions were like?

[Rorechof]

Tracey posts: Do you remember what their complexions were like?

Yes, their skin color was a very dark brown. I was told they were indigenous, Native People, of Mexico. I do not recall what tribe they belong to though. They were slight and short in stature with straight black hair.

[Lucy]

Bumping this thread cos I think it could be delved into more. So what do you think it could be - an urban myth? How credible is the author?

[von]

I have 2 little girls and one of them is black eyed the other has brown eyes. My younger daugter is 6 with black eyes but in her left eye there is one tiny blue stripe. very sweet children I must say.

[Daniella]

Yeah...
Rore does have an excellent point -the speed in LSD will make your pupils dilate.

Upon looking at this story and researching it a litlle -that's what I think it might be. Kids on on a drug and the creepy feelings came from them knowing that they had dangerous plans for the guy. His car was locked, so the kid saying he had to let them in makes sense.

That said -my eyes are so very dark, that I give my mother-in-law the total creeps..heh.

[mynleq]

"I've explained this before, but for the benefit of any new lurkers out there, right before I experience something strange, there's a change in perception that comes about which I describe in the above manner. It's basically enough time to know it's too late."


Sounds like alien/human hybrids to me.

Have you posted this on the ufo forum?
http://www.planet-flipside.com/vboar...splay.php?f=23

[Daniella]

Where is your quote from, Mynleg?
Is it something which belongs in the UFO sub-forum?

I'm not sure I'm understanding you correctly...

[mynleq]

Originally Posted by Daniella

Where is your quote from, Mynleg?
Is it something which belongs in the UFO sub-forum?

I'm not sure I'm understanding you correctly...

The quote in my comment is from the post at the top. When the author sees the kids he experiences "air change"

Here is more from the post:

"Oh, great," I thought. "They're gonna hit me up for money." And then the air changed.

I've explained this before, but for the benefit of any new lurkers out there, right before I experience something strange, there's a change in perception that comes about which I describe in the above manner. It's basically enough time to know it's too late.

So, there I was, filling out a check in my car (which was still running) and in a sudden panic over the appearance of two little boys. I was confused, but an overwhelming sense of fear and unearthliness rushed in nonetheless.

This whole story is what is often described as "High Strangeness" by ufo/close encounter/alien abduction writers. When people recount close encounters and abductions they often describe, in various ways, what this author calls "air change". Black eyes are also a common theme in that genre. Also common is doing something against your will like when the author found his hand moving to unlock the doors, as well as people acting weird or out of character like the kids do.

Since I'm on the topic, I'll just add that if you read the literature you often see various paranormal phenomena lurking on the fringes of ufo/alien abduction phenomena. Clues that there is some joint project between the ufo occupants and souls of the dead are scattered throughout the ufo literature. It might sound funny, but I started reading about UFO's for amusement not really believing in them when I started, but it got me interested in reading about mediumship, and near death experiencs and eventually led to me reject atheism.

[Daniella]

Ah..okay, I understand now..
Thank you for clarifying for me -your link leading us to our ufology front page confused me a little bit.

[mynleq]

Originally Posted by Daniella

Ah..okay, I understand now..
Thank you for clarifying for me -your link leading us to our ufology front page confused me a little bit.

One more point. According to the "alien hybrid" model, these kids are probably on a training mission to learn to pass as humans among humans.

There are a bunch of articles here (pdf file):
http://www.mufonutah.com/JAR%20Issue...ril%202007.pdf

The one starting on page 4 by Jacobs include this passage

She relates an experience where she is going onboard a
UFO within the context of a standard abduction, but then she is
taken into a room with other human abductees. After standing
there a short time, five or six human-stage hybrid adolescent boys
come into the room. They have standard human clothes on—
shoes, shirts, pants, even sports coats sometimes. The abductees
are supposed to look these young people over very carefully and
then comment on their attire. “Will the way they look allow them
to blend in, or will they stand out? How do their shoes look? Are
they correct? Are their shirts okay? Are the pants all right?” And
the abductees would say, “Yes, this looks okay,” and so on.
In one situation she was in, the shoes were in question.
A male abductee said most people do not wear shoes like that
anymore but these would nonetheless pass muster. It was
apparent this exercise amounted to one of the final steps before
these particular hybrids would enter into society. The woman,
with whom I work with regularly, has now been doing this on
almost a weekly basis.

[Rorechof]

"I've explained this before, but for the benefit of any new lurkers out there, right before I experience something strange, there's a change in perception that comes about which I describe in the above manner. It's basically enough time to know it's too late."

Having been in numerous dangerous and potentially deadly situations myself, I understand the sensations the author is speaking of. It’s the sensation most of us will experience when we are faced with an immediate deadly threat to our person and our survival instinct neural system goes into ‘hyper-drive’ I.e. All senses relevant to our survival become hyper-active. Large increase in adrenaline secretion and pain suppression chemicals (opiate like) etc

It’s almost as though we step into a chemically induced altered state of consciousness/reality.

This altered state the author speaks of can even be brought on by a perceived (superficial) threat. ~rore

[Ben]

Here's a view from someone who quite clearly believes the whole thing is nonsense...(not that I subscribe to that view) -

http://www.ufomystic.com/wake-up-dow...ack-eyed-kids/

Ben