LAST year, I wrote a 2-part article here at Mysterious Universe titled “A Strange Story of Rosemary’s Baby.” The first part of the article concerned a man named Peter Beckman who, with a friend, Steve, had a very weird Men in Black-themed experience. It occurred in either 1969 or 1970 and involved the movie Rosemary’s Baby. Released in 1968, and directed by Roman Polanski, Rosemary’s Baby is based upon the novel of the same name by Ira Levin, which was published one year earlier. The two key stars are actors Mia Farrow and John Cassavetes. They play a married couple, Guy and Rosemary. When they move into a new apartment, all goes well. Or, rather, it all goes well for a while. It’s not long before things start to go menacingly wrong. Very wrong. We’re talking about neighbors who are not what they appear to be, demonic activity, a secret group of satanists, and -- at the heart of it all -- terrified Rosemary, whose pregnancy very quickly becomes integral to the plot.
As Peter told me, and as I mentioned in the article (QUOTE): “[We] were big movie fans and great fans of Roman Polanski’s movies. We loved The Fearless Vampire Hunters, and Rosemary’s Baby. This night we were listening to the soundtrack to Rosemary’s Baby by Krzysztof Komeda. As one of the tracks ended, I noticed a kind of change in the air, a shift, a weird shift. It was a change in the mood of the place. And then the black mass track came on. Then things really changed. It seemed to me like we were in my living-room, but also some place else.”
Then, something even weirder happened, as Peter notes: “There was a knock at the door. I remember the knock at the front door. I don’t recall if it was me or Steve who said: ‘Better let them in.’ I opened it; we admitted two men into the house. After what we had just seen, in retrospect this seems amazing. They were pretty much as you described on Coast to Coast: they were dressed in square, Eisenhower-era cop-clothing, or FBI clothing -- which in 1969, 1970 was not that unusual. They came in and sat on the couch. They were pale and sickly; their clothes hung real loose and they looked as though they might expire at any moment. They appeared to have either trouble breathing, or trouble even being. I don’t believe they said a thing. If they did, it has disappeared from memory. Very odd, indeed.” (END OF QUOTE)
As for the second portion of the article, it states in part: “In December 2014, I extensively interviewed a woman named Alison (who I first spoke with in 2011), who had a very bizarre experience in a motel in Orange County, California, one year earlier, in 2010. At the time, Alison was in California on business. Her work was, and still is, in the field of acupuncture. It was an hour or so before the witching-hour when a loud knock on the door of her room had Alison in a sudden state of fear. This was hardly surprising: it was late at night, the sky was dark, and she was in bed watching none other than Rosemary’s Baby. She lay frozen for a few seconds, then got up and tiptoed to the door and looked through the spy-hole. She could see two young boys, dressed in black hoodies and black jeans. As if sensing that Alison was watching them, one asked, in a raised voice, if they could use the telephone. Particularly disturbing, both ‘boys’ held their heads low, clearly making sure that Alison would not see their faces too well.”
In mere moments, Alison got to see the faces of the boys: they both had completely black eyes. No prizes for guessing who they were: the Black-Eyed Children, of course. Now, more than a year after the article was written, there are two new developments in this saga of Rosemary’s Baby. Last week, I received in the mail a copy of Linda Godfrey’s new book, Monsters Among Us. It’s an excellent read and I will be reviewing it, right here, very soon.
In Monsters Among Us, Linda tells the story of a man named Paul who, in October 2012, shared with her an intriguing story. Paul states that at the time he was 21 and, one week before his traumatic encounter, he read Ira Levin’s Rosemary’s Baby novel. That Paul thought it relevant to even raise that issue is interesting. According to Paul, he was asleep in the front bedroom of his girlfriend’s house when he quickly woke up -- to a smoke-like odor. In an instant, Paul saw at the foot of the bed what he described as a “Dogman.” He added: “It was very dark in color, like a German shepherd without the saddle colors but more black, and the presentiment of its intellect was very scary.”
Moving on, and as if Paul’s experience wasn’t enough, only two days after Linda’s book arrived, I received a Facebook message from a woman named Natalie, who had her own Rosemary’s Baby themed account to relate. Natalie told me that as someone who is a big fan of horror-movies, she was very pleased to receive at Christmas 2015, a DVD copy of Rosemary’s Baby, which she watched on the night of December 26 in her Austin, Texas apartment. During the early hours of the 27th, Natalie experienced a classic example of sleep-paralysis. Looming over her -- as she lay in bed and unable to move -- was a darkly-hooded, man-sized figure with a pale face. And holding a sickle, no less. Natalie says she was given a “message”-like prophecy concerning the detonation of a nuclear weapon in early 2017 in a major city. Where, exactly, Natalie wasn’t told. She “sensed” it would be a devastating event -- with millions dead -- that will quickly spiral and ignite World War Three.
That Natalie shared her story with me less than 48-hours after Linda’s book arrived is something I find intriguing. Of course, the fact that prophecies -- and the supernatural entities that so often provide them -- are notoriously unreliable suggests we should not be too concerned, despite the dangerous state the world is in right now.