The following was taken from William Tompkins’ book Vol. I, Ch. 21.2, emphasis added.

Peek into Secret Vatican Files

This is sort of hard to accept and – yes – it is out of sequence, too. Remember way back in 1953, that beautiful girl? Well after a continuous honeymoon that lasted for over a year, my little blond and I bought a very modern new home over the Hollywood hills in the “Valley.” She is Catholic, and to keep the honeymoon continuing I became one as well, in a way. Every Sunday we attended church at the St. Mels, a futuristic and prominent A-frame structure on Ventura Boulevard in Woodland Hills. After spending ten hours in the Douglas Think Tank playing with extraterrestrial stuff all day, eating dinner with my little sweetie, I went to class to learn how to be a good Catholic.

On my first night in class, just as we were getting started, Father Mescal (the number two in command) tapped me on the shoulder. He beckoned me to follow him out of class. We went down a long hall to an office in the rectory. Father Mescal softly knocked on a heavy door that became unlocked. We entered a large office. The door was closed and locked. Father O’Conner [Founding Pastor, 1955], the head man at St. Mels, nodded to me.

There were two well-dressed young ladies on my side of a large table with typewriters. There were also six large leather chairs, widely spaced, three on each side and facing each other. Three Monks in traditional brown robes, with their hoods up, were sitting facing Father O’Conner. There was an empty chair that Father O’Conner indicated me to sit in. Everyone had note pads and pencils. There were stacks of documents and photographs in front of the Monks. I could see dirty old document cases open on the floor behind the three monks.

Without giving any introductions or purposes for the meeting, Father O’Conner indicated to the Monk (Monk one) on the left side of the table facing us. He said, “This will take a long time, proceed.” Now at this time I had absolutely no idea of what I was doing here or what these Catholic Monks were here for. Monk one lifted several photos, separating them out and facing us. Of SEVENTY SIX ALIEN ENCOUNTERS that had occurred in his region over the past EIGHTEEN MONTHS, nearly all of these involved SMALL ENTITIES of THREE DISTINCT APPEARANCES.

FIFTEEN, however, involved GARGOYLE-TYPE ENTITIES that could be part hairy manlike and part animal. They could all stand up but ran like dogs, HAD HORSE HEADS with large fang-like teeth, and ORANGE-RED INSECT EYES. THEY HAVE BEEN SEEN DEVOURING SMALL CHILDREN, dogs, cats and other animals live.

It wasn’t stated at the start but each monk presented their alien encounters in the form of an overview. Then, shuffling their documents and photos, and in a broken but surprising clear voice, the monk gave detailed accounts of over SEVERAL HUNDRED different encounters. Then, after each had presented their overall situations, they collectively integrated all types into a SINGLE LIST. Then, they went back a second time and detailed every encounter.

Number two Monk was from central Brazil and had similar encounters. He also presented well over a HUNDRED and FORTY SIGHTINGS of UFOs and ENCOUNTERS with SMALL ENTITIES. They had SCALED BODIES, LARGE HEADS and INSECT EYES.

He explained the Amazon River has hundreds of smaller rivers and tributaries dumping water into that river from just east of the Andes Mountains, and all the way east to the Atlantic Ocean. In the jungles on both sides of the Amazon – north and south but primarily south – there are some rivers and streams that normally are not occupied by schools of piranhas. But when people see UFOs submerge into these smaller rivers almost at once thousands of piranhas swim up to these locations and devour smaller natives’ people fishing and animals drinking. Children don’t even have time to holler.

Another strange element of this area is that very large cat-like fish are seen devouring the piranha schools! Number three also spoke our language, supporting number one and number two. He spoke of many people seeming confused after they saw what they know could not be true – A LARGE VEHICLE PARKED (FLOATING) eight kilometers up near a farm house. There were several aliens in diving outfits mulling around, not paying any attention to thirty townspeople watching. At one point I think he said that all the divers floated very slowly up into the bottom of the vehicle.

It thus became obvious to me that Father O’Conner was far more important in the Catholic religion than a priest in a regular church parish. This was a major technical historian investigation by a high level Catholic organization. They were documenting the integration of an unbelievable penetration of HOSTILE ALIENS into their archdiocese.

They may have been there for several years, but in 1954 they seemed to be all over South America. This outstanding event was being tracked by hundreds of monks and priests. They documented the sightings, and MONASTERIES WERE SELECTED TO COLLECT THIS INFORMATION.

SOMEBODY PAID THESE THREE MONKS TO FLY TO LOS ANGELES, MEET IN SECRET AT ST. MELS’ RECTORIES, AND DOCUMENT ALL THIS TO FATHER O’CONNER AND ME.

• Why was I selected to critique their findings?
• Who selected me to this task?
• Nobody at St. Mels knows of my “way above” top secret extraterrestrial background, in the Douglas Think Tank.

I wasn’t even a Catholic then! And why was I selected at this time, when I am supposed to be studying to become a Catholic? And why were they having these meetings precisely at the time of my schooling? I never attended any of my classes to learn how to become a Catholic. Several weeks later, however, Father O’Conner, with a smile, threw holy water on me, along with all the other new people. I was now a Catholic. How important were my questions and dialog to this unbelievable documentation that became clear to me was going straight to the secret Vatican files?