I really need to talk to you how do I call you???Dear Peter, I was leaving ((name deleted)) beach house. It was her birthday and I was leaving at aproximatly 12:30 pm. I was just north of Pepperdine University on the ocean side of the Pacific Coast Highway (PCH. I left the security gate of her families home alone. This is a tremendous huge beach front mansion. The short of it is this. My girlfriend (who is an indirect witness) called me and told me to come home. We were staying about 45 minutes away up in Lake Sherwood (a gated community in the Santa Monica Mountains. Knowing I had to go. I said good bye to the few people I new and headed out the front gate and up the football field drive to the PCH. I was parked (my 1990 black Bronco) across facing North on the road before me. The road was dark and there was no one or a car around. I walked across the road and went to open the drivers side door and get in. Simple enough. Not thinking of anything but getting home. But rather then getting in the truck before I even opened the door the last think I remember were my feet lifting and my balance going backward like I was slipping but my feet we already off the ground. Then everything in my mind went black. The first part is not that scary but it is the next part that I have trouble sharing. I do not remember an abduction or aliens of a ship nothing. I woke up about a mile or so north of the PCH in the low hills of the Santa Monica Mountains. I need to talk to you I can't write the rest of this down it is very upseting. How do I get a hold of you please let me know((NUFORC Note: Witness indicates that the date of the sighting is approximate. PD))