Hybrids and Chimeric Animals from Plum Island?

This young woman speaks in the first person about the details of working at the Plum Island Animal Disease Center, off the tip of Long Island. She claims to have been directly involved in a project to create weaponized ticks that many believe escaped from the lab and rapidly spread, coming to be known as Lyme Disease, starting in the mid-1970s and early ’80s, before this woman was born.

The woman appears to be getting her details from the book, ‘Lab 257: The Disturbing Story of the Government’s Secret Plum Island Germ Laboratory’, published in 2004.

While I was writing ‘The Philadelphia Experiment Murder’, I interviewed a young man in 1998 who said he seen the chimeric animals referred to by this woman. He said this occurred while he was a “Montauk Boy”, who had been used as a test subject of the Montauk Project as a child.

I took everything this young man said with a grain of salt but there was one thing he’d told me in 1998 that gave me pause 5 years later. He said that, he’d been sent into the future to engage in military combat with “aliens” in a “war in the desert in 2003”.

He said that when 2003 came around, we would all know about the war in the desert and he turned out to be right.

But in 1998, Bill Clinton was still President and the post-9/11 world was inconceivable to most. In 1998, George W Bush hadn’t yet won the 2000 election by some hanging chads.

When the US Military invaded Iraq in 2003, I couldn’t help being reminded of what this interviewee had told me 5 years earlier.

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TRANSCRIPT

Yep, I might delete it later, but I used to work at Plum Island Lab 257. Yep, that lab 257. They told us it was animal research, just livestock stuff.

“Studying diseases to protect the food supply”, that’s how they always frame it; make it sound like we’re doing something good. But the things I saw in that lab, the experiments, it wasn’t about animals. It wasn’t ever just about animals.

First red flag, most of the people I worked with either didn’t ask questions or knew not to. Those who did ask too much, let’s just say they didn’t stay around for too long. Contracts pulled, cleared out, like they never existed.

We get shipments in the middle of the night, no labels, no records. I’m talking live animals, sometimes already mutated. Sometimes they weren’t even species that we have names for.

And I know that sounds crazy, but I’ve seen things that look like they weren’t even from this planet. Hybrid creatures like something out of a movie.

We weren’t just testing viruses, we were engineering them. Modifying bacteria, adding genetic sequences that shouldn’t even be compatible with human DNA.

At one point, I was assigned to a project that involved ticks. Yep, those ticks. We were told it was a controlled study to understand how disease spreads. But what we really were doing was testing how to make the virus spread easier, more contagious, more invisible. A few months later, the first Lyme disease cases popped up across the water in Connecticut, just out of nowhere.

Coincidence? Sure.

Then, there were the “containment breaches”. We weren’t allowed to say the word “leak”.

If something got out, we call it a displacement. You see a mutated deer foaming at the mouth on the shoreline? That’s a “displacement”. You see some wild creature, unalive, looking like it got stitched together from four different animals? “Displacement”.

They always had an explanation. Always just enough to keep you paranoid, but not empowered. That’s how they keep you quiet.

I shouldn’t be saying any of this. I’ve already seen two people disappear after talking too much.

Plum Island wasn’t just some animal lab. It was a test site. A lab rat farm. And the real test subject?

“They never stayed on that island,” aaid an alleged whistleblower of Plum Island.

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