Demons, D.A.P.S. and Doubt - April 6, 2008
Demons, D.A.P.S. and Doubt.
Tracking down the Dark things in Denton, TX.
By Richard (Mulder) Davis
It was a dark and chilly night. The skies in north Texas were clear and crisp. It was a great night for Bob, until he had to slam on his breaks because he saw something. He saw the creature that nips at his waking thoughts now. It wakes him up from a dead sleep. Its minions interloping upon every night now, whispering…calling. Tormenting. Even seeming to stalk his friends. Lights pop up outside of his home. Friends and co-workers report lights in the sky, over their houses…in their dreams now too. The Daemon of Denton. His interest in the unknown and dark and unexplained brought to fruition before his very eyes. As the Story goes, my source "Bob" was caught on his way home from a movie by a celestial incident or some forgotten creature of relics past, or an extra-terrestrial planet crasher? I won’t force my opinion on you fair readers quite yet. "Bob" relays that this creature crossed the street in front of him, left to right, with an un-earthly speed (imagine that), stops under a street light and looks at him, and slips through an open gate on the right side of the street (Lance Oliver, leader and founder of D.A.P.S. on http://www.ufocasebook.com/ under forum saying the gate was slightly open, and my recorded interview his recount is slightly different). I initially contacted Lance after seeing the drawing of the creature on coasttocoastam.com and expressed interest in following up on the creature "Bob" sighted. For a more creative and thorough account, do a Google search for "creature of copper canyon" and read the excerpt in an accompanying section below.
There are a hundred accounts of things over Texas skies lately. Real accounts and very reliable sources are coming forward. People who see these things are told to be quiet, so this is no new occurrence. Put as much credence in these sightings as you like. Doubt if you need to, but there is something going on in Texas.
Now, back to my opining: I’ve been trained to look for certain things and I do my absolute damndest to be objective and open minded. I met with the source; we are calling "Bob" as well as Lance, and a few other people from the D.A.P.S crew in Denton, including the artist who illustrated the now infamous/dubious creature. I recorded the entire evening digitally, including the entire "site" investigation. I have to say, while Lance is a great guy and most likely a thorough investigator, he seemed to dictate the pace of the interview and seemed to lead things, including "Bob’s" own telling of the story. I’ll only add a few of the things I noticed about the situation and then move on. As I mentioned earlier, Bob stated the creature moved from one side of the street to the other, and moved or slid, depending on the account source, through an open or slightly opened gate. The gate of which I speak, is a ranch style gate, leading to a few acres and a house off a ways from the gate and street. The time is very late, after midnight, about 1:35. I can with almost absolute certainty say; I don’t believe this gate was open(the gate was closed and locked when I investigated.) If people who owned gates wanted an open area around their property, they wouldn’t have gates. People and Texans especially, with gates like this, close them for two reasons: to keep things out, and to keep things in. Outside of that, both the source and the source’s friend, who is a self declared graphic artist that is applying for a copyright for the depiction of the creature, (which makes not an ounce of sense as copyrighted material is public knowledge and his identity will be instantly revealed) want to remain anonymous. I agreed to respect that, but can honestly find no legitimate reason for their desire to do so. I’ve met many unnamed sources who have good reason to remain that way for fear of ridicule or retribution or retaliation. Policemen have come forward. Politicians have come forward. Pilots even. The list goes on and on. Many of these people have also kept private for good reasons, and I respect and understand why. These sources however, are not those of those inclinations or professions. They have a predisposed inclination towards things like this. They are already prepared to believe in instances like, because they already do believe in these things. Perhaps that’s why they are keeping their identities secret. I believe that their identities take away credibility with the sighting and drawing. Upon investigation, I found there to be no skid marks at the scene, which clearly should exist, as the account relayed by Lance to http://www.ufocasebook.com/ states that Bob slammed on his breaks. The description and coloration of the creature was a little whacky as well. Being on the scene, it is quite hard, even at 20 feet (it was actually closer to 30 paces, I walked them out) and with the yellow light of the street lamp to make out detail. The street is raised a few feet from the surrounding ground, which makes things look taller when something moves from the street to the ground. The area is also littered with air traffic. There were no air born craft sightings, but the area is well traveled for an out of the way road, and these little features lead me in my investigation. Lance pointed out that Bob turned his high beams on the creature (again, leaving the scene, I turned on my high beams and the difference with the high beams is negligible) and that helped illuminate the creature. All of these things, combined with knowing the sources identities, leads me to believe I smell a fish. There was simply too much time between the sighting in January to the posting in March, and all of the investigations that followed. I won’t come out and say the story is concocted, that’s not for me to decide or declare. Although, I will say there are enough signs that Lance and his crew cannot dispel, that tell me this sighting can’t be taken further. Not by me anyway. Not to say it didn’t happen, just that I have enough doubt and lack of evidence to say I can not try to convince others that it did happen. I said I would keep them (Bob and Todd) off the record, or their real names, but I’m obligated to have this little caveat before other investigators trudge out in the middle of the night and cold for miles like I did.
I spent enough time with Lance Oliver to say I think he is brilliant and creative, and great to drink a few beers with. He’s great to talk about everything from hieroglyphs to Atlantis with. I know he’s searching for the truth, and I hope the truth finds him.
Writer’s note
Now here’s another of my "althoughs."You’ll notice a few of these through my articles, and especially this one. They may be confusing, and for that
I apologize. Honestly, I am confused; confused on what to believe. I wanted nothing more then to find and get the scoop and be the first to break this. It’s one of he reasons why I went ahead and included the Copper Canyon portion this in the article. Luckily for me, it’s not my job to have an opinion. I only have to bring to light the things I’ve found. For that, I offer no apologies. You can find the "although" below.
Although I can say with all honesty, once I met Lance, strange things began happening. Coincidence? Yes; that’s what a coincidence is. It is however, deliciously relevant to what I am writing about though, so here it is.
When we pulled away from the site, I noticed an unmarked police car pass us on the way to where we were. A little further down the twisting road, a tanker usually used for carrying things like hydrogen, or volatile chemicals, was pulling in to a private ranch estate. After 10 pm. I was at home eating dinner discussing the incident and I went outside on my patio to smoke a cigarette, and noticed three very large distinct lights in the sky. The classic giant triangle in the sky. I’ll save the description as I don’t think my sighting will hold much merit or induce any investigations. Mine is one of possibly thousands like it.
What I DO believe is of note is the investigation I went on with Lance to the Emily Fowler Library. I went on the investigation with no expectations of finding anything. I completely put it out of my head that I would find anything. Not only did I get some interesting light and photographic anomalies (see attached photos), I actually caught an E.V.P. and disembodied voice on my trusty digital recorder. For those that do not know, E.V.P. stands for electronic voice phenomenon. Voices that show up on recordings that did not show up or were not heard during recording. Lance was asking the host spirit, which he believes is a little girl, if she liked the doll that they had left for her on a previous investigation. He then asks if she named the doll. Then out of the darkness and monotony of the library, "Nate". I’ve had three other people listen to the recording, and all concur that it is a little girl’s voice, and it says either Nate or Kate. The only people in the vicinity of my digital recorder were me Lance and I. Lance couldn’t coax out that voice even with a swift kick to his cahones’. Besides, I was right next to Lance, and Lance didn’t whisper anything or say anything. Right before that, we heard a loud tap above our heads, and I heard a brisk breathing sound. I flashed a picture and Lance flashed his light, but nothing was there. Reviewing the digital tape, I found both noises, crystal clear and haunting. The investigation and Library itself seemed pretty uninteresting; except for the above mentioned phenomenon and the great crew of folks I met there. I’m leaving all of them out of the article, names especially, because they’re all hard working normal folk looking for the truth and I don’t want there to be any potential problems with their employers.
In my continuing effort to bring you cool underground things in the Dallas area, I went out and Followed Lance and D.A.P.S. and found that there are dark things that inhabit Denton and Dallas. They do seem to follow Lance Oliver. Not always the other way around.
Check out some of the great links attached here. There are some fantastic photos of ghosts and creatures, orbs and U.F.O.’s if you follow these links.
www.filecrunch.com/user/orbhunterx EVP’s
www.picturetrail.com/orbhunterx D.A.P.S. photos from investigations.
http://www.ufocasebook.com/ Casebook of UFO sightings
http://www.coasttocoastam.com A Radio show about everything odd and some things high tech. Underground coolness.
http://mufon.com/ Mutual UFO network
http://www.dapsghost.com/ Who ya gonna call?
Excerpt Below as posted on many sites. This is clipped from "godlikeproductions.com/forums"
"Having caught a late night movie at a theater in the area, Bob dropped off his friend, Todd, before heading home. With the soaring price of gas, Bob decided to take a deserted country road back to his place, which served as a shortcut. Around 2:00AM in the early morning of Jan 21st, Bob drove East on Copper Canyon Rd. Driving over a railroad crossing, at a sharp bend in the road, something otherworldly suddenly appeared from behind a tree to his left!
" [www.coasttocoastam.com]
The photo above (link) was taken of the illustration Todd drew, after Bob reported to him that he’d seen an "alien" in late January.
Slamming on his brakes, Bob was stunned as a thin, gaunt, hairless, long arm, long legged creature, suddenly was caught in the high beams of his headlights. Less than 20 feet away, this weird, 5 foot tall, slumped forward, long fingered entity darted smoothly across the road, alarmingly in 2 seconds flat! However, the real shocker came when it stopped under the yellow light of a streetlamp looming overhead, then turned, glancing in his direction!
Like the eyes of a cat, yellow light reflected back at Bob as he tried fighting off the fear of the unknown. A riot of conflicting emotions and questions flooded over him. What the hell was it? What was it going to do?
Even as all this began welling up, he stared wide-eyed and shaken, as the unexplained nocturnal visitor silently turned and resumed fast, gracefully sliding strides, thankfully away to his right. Bob’s mind whirled as he watched it quickly squeeze through the partially open gate of a driveway. Within moments, while Bob’s lungs finally filled with short, agitated breaths, the thing vanished into a line of woods on the far side of a field to the SE."