As we took off running towards the Barracks we could see rays of blasting lights scanning the field and hear the men caught out in the field screaming for help. We ran for our lives and rolled under a buildings as fast as we could. The bunch of guys I ran from the field with all crawled as far under the middle of the building as possible. The only protection we could think of was to get away from the light and try to hide from the field until we could figure out what to do.

We huddled under the center of the Barrack building and whispered to each other. Everyone was confused and very frightened. We were trapped under the Barrack. We could hear the terror and screaming from the field and knew our weapons were inside the Barrack above us. We talked quietly for a few minutes as we watched the rays of light start to search under the Barracks trying to reach the men who had crawled under them for safety. You could hear the men start to yell for help as the light beams found and hit them where they hid.

A few other guys and I wanted to try to crawl back out and make it into one of the buildings to find weapons as to have a fighting chance. We started to crawl towards the edge of the building trying to avoid the searching light rays as we made our way. We had no idea who or what was attacking us.

As I crawled to the end of the Barrack I could see the entire field and area around us covered in this odd extremely blinding white light. As I reached out from under the building I placed one hand out from under where I was hiding into the open and as I did I could not see the end of my arm or hand. It simply vanished from sight as I placed it into the light.

I am a bit confused as what took place next. I recall standing and trying to make a run for it towards the Barrack. I had my back to the field and was trying to get to the entry of the building when I felt it. It was as if an arrow hit me behind my shoulder. Then another, it was piercing and painful. Then there was nothing.

Next thing I recall is coming to in what seemed to be a huge warehouse or hanger. It was a massive building with hundreds and hundreds of stretcher type beds lined up for as far as one could see. They all had men laying on them. It was a colorless cold place. I tried to stay awake but couldn’t.

I next recall being in a normal army medical unit. The first thing I did was check to see where I had been shot in my back. To my amazement I did not even have a mark anywhere on my body. I asked what had happened but only got vague answers and was told I had been on the ward as I had been suffering from some type of virus or flu. I questioned them about that night but was told they had no idea what I was talking about.

When I returned to the Barracks none of the others seemed to recall any of that night at all. I was told there was a huge measles out break on the base and many of the men had been moved and isolated to a medical unit until they recovered.

I was really confused yet seemed to be the only one remembering what had happened.

Life went back to usual after that first event for a few weeks. Before I left Fort Benning I did have two other odd events occur.

They happened with in days of each other. The first was when a small group of us were sent out into a forested area around the Fort for practice maneuvers. We often spent time in this wooded area and knew it well. As we were making our way along the forest from point A to point B we walked past a base camp set up with tents and a mess tent and military equipment. We walked past it along a common path we walked many times before and knew very well. It was noon. We walked past the camp and then we walked past it again. As if it was an instant replay. It was strange. It was as if we got lost in time and we were repeating what he had just finished doing. Again we passed the campsite at exactly noon. This time however – nothing was there. Not a tent or piece of equipment or any signs of life at all. In fact the area looked as if it had not been touched in years. It was over grown and void of any sign of human life. We stopped in confusion and checked our map and tried to make radio contact with the base. We could not make contact and we could not find our camp. We checked our watches, which still remained at noon. It was as if we were lost in a non-existence warp of some kind.

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