Season 6 Episode 9 Extra: High and Mighty

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it into the previous show. In last week's episode, Hoping for a Spark, we heard the bizarre story of Miguel Showsaf Yana and Manuel Parada d'cruze, who in nineteen sixty six were found dead lying in the undergrowth of a forest covered hill in southeast Brazil. The men's deaths and the peculiar circumstances surrounding them has come to be known

as the Lead Masks case. Though there are numerous theories as to how they were killed, certainly the wildest would have to be the notion that the men had somehow died while attempting to access another dimension. Whether we believe it or not, there's something eminently compelling about the synchronized sighting of a strange ball of light seen in the hills around the time the men were thought to have died, as if they had somehow succeeded in creating a rip

in the very fabric of space. Some have suggested this strange light may have been the result of natural phenomena caused by a thunderstorm that was said to have broken out on the afternoon that the men died. It has been suggested that whatever this was may also have killed

the men. Either way, it appears Miguel, Josef Jana and Manuel paraded a cruise were very much interested in the idea of communicating with other worlds, even if they didn't actually manage to do it, And just like them, thirty two year old Granger Taylor from Vancouver Island also had an extensive knowledge of electronics and a burning desire to visit another world. Is two is a tragic tale clouded

in mystery. On the night of November twenty ninth, nineteen eighty, Bob's Grill in the city of duncan On, Vancouver Island was full of people sheltering from a growing storm. Outside. One customer, dressed in logging boots, denims and a sweater, sat quietly by himself, picking his way through his food and occasionally staring out of the window as the wind

and rain lashed against the glass. Server Linda Baron recognized the man as Granger Taylor, a regular who, though he didn't talk much, was always pleasant and easy to deal with. Baron watched as he finished up the last of his food, then grabbed his keys from the table and headed back out into the storm. Moments later, she locked him jumping into his dats and truck, and watched as he pulled away and drove off into the night. Granger Taylor was

never seen again. The following day, at his parents farm at Simonos Lake, his parents, Grace and Jim, found a note taped to their bedroom door, Dear mother and father. It read, I have gone away to walk aboard an alien ship, as recurring dreams assured of forty two months interstellar voyage to explore the vast universe then return. I am leaving behind all my possessions to you because I will no longer require the use of any Please use the instructions in my will as a guide to help,

love Granger. Ripping it off, Jim spotted a map that Granger had scribbled on the back of it. No one since has been able to fully ascertain its significance, though some have suggested pinpointed a spot on Waterloo Mountain, roughly fifteen kilometers away from his home. Naturally, fearing the worst, over the next few days, Granger's parents searched everywhere they could for him, calling hospitals and even scouring Waterloo Mountain for any sign of their son, but nothing could be found.

When they finally got round to reading through his will, they found that, curiously, he'd crossed out the words death and deceased and replaced them with departure and departed. Perhaps it was a stupid thing to hold on too. Of course, he hadn't actually departed on an interstellar voyage. But then again, where Granger was concerned, you could never be too sure. Born October seventh, nineteen forty eight, Granger Ormand Taylor was raised in Duncan, a log town in Canada's British Columbia,

nestled on the shores of Vancouver Island. When Granger was barely a child, tragedy struck the Taylor family when his biological father drowned in an accident on Horn Lake. He was subsequently raised by his mother and stepfather. At grade eight, Taylor dropped out of school after apparently telling everyone that he'd already learned everything he could ever need from the

academic system. After growing infatuated with mechanics and engineering, he began working at local mechanic shops and quickly adopted welding, electronics, and reparation as new skills. Those around him said Granger could fix and repair just about anything. Soon he began restoring vehicles, initially working on a car, then progressing to a bulldozer, until eventually he restored an abandoned steam engine,

bringing them all back to their former glory. As his experience grew, Taylor served as a mentor to neighborhood children, passing on the skills he'd learnt in his formative years. Having mastered wheels on the ground, his attention soon turned to the skies. His next restoration masterpiece was a World War two P forty Kitty Hawk, which he painstakingly brought

back to life piece by piece. The shy, softly spoken boy was well liked and known locally as a gentle giant who had often put on displays at the farm, powering up his vehicles for any who wanted to see. Though some uncharitably considered him to be a bit of an oddball, the one thing that everyone could agree on

was Taylor's brilliance or genius, bordering on insanity. As his best friend Bob Keller once said, Keller and Taylor bonded over a shared love of smoking, pot and science fiction, and it was during these early times together that Taylor began to talk more extensively out aliens, UFOs, and other life forms. Before long, he became infatuated with the idea

of interstellar travel. As his obsession grew, Granger even built a spaceship in his own backyard, Slightly cartoonish like the spacecraft he would have seen on sci fi television shows of the time, it was never intended to fly, but more as a place to hang out, kitting it out with a TV, a stove, and even a couch that he occasionally slept on. But as he spent more and more time pondering the subject of space travel, he began to think seriously about how such a machine could be powered.

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it was beginning to get out of hand. Taylor told those around him that he was in contact with extraterrestrials and was experiencing recurring dreams about alien abduction. He also claimed to be telepathically communicating with beings from another galaxy, and spoke often about traveling into outer space. One time, Granger said to Bob that he'd been offered passage to distant parts of the galaxy where he'd be able to

see extraterrestrial technology. This, for Taylor, was everything he'd been working up to, as he became firmly convinced that he had a greater purpose to fulfill elsewhere away from our planet, and then he disappeared. In the months following his disappearance, Granger's family exhausted all their efforts to find him, Yet Granger being Granger, they were never quite able to let go of that one glimmer of hope that maybe, just maybe he would return forty two months after he'd left.

For every day leading up to that seemingly arbitrary date, Granger's parents even left the back door unlocked and their son's room unchanged in the faint hope that he might one day walk back into their home. And so it was on June twenty ninth, in nineteen eighty three, exactly forty two months to the day after he departed, that Granger's parents and step brothers stayed up all night, their eyes turned to the heavens, waiting for any sign that

Granger might be coming home, but nothing appeared. It was six years after his disappearance on March twentieth in nineteen eighty six, that a group of forestry workers near Swackers, also known as Mount Provost, stumble upon something unusual set back off a trail overlooking the Cowitch and Valley. It looked like a blast crater, covering a radius of a

few hundred feet, thickly overgrown with vegetation. When the Royal Canadian Mounted Police investigated the area soon after, they found vehicle parts scattered throughout the fauna, including part of a wheel lodged in a tree about sixty feet from the ground. Eventually, after a thorough search involving scent dogs, the police uncovered some bone fragments, the largest of which was a fractured

area of upper armbone measuring six inches long. It seemed reasonable to assume that the site could be related to Granger's disappearance. However, since this was a time before the robust DNA testing we have today, without teeth or anything else identifiable, the police struggled to tie this to the missing man. After weeks. Carefully scrutinizing the vehicle parts, they eventually made some headway. Serial numbers on the wreckage correctly matched up with those of Taylor's dats and pick up.

Some small fragments of material were also found, which Taylor's mother was able to positively identify as part of a top that she'd crafted for him. But just what on earth could explain the violent scene had he actually tried to blast off into space as it happened. Taylor's stepfather confirmed that dynamite was often used on their farm to clear areas and blow up tree stumps, and some appeared to have gone missing back on that fateful stormy night

in November nineteen eighty. Neighbors had also reported a loud boom on the evening of Granger's disappearance, though this was easily lost amongst the chaos of the unfaltering storm that was battering the town at the time. The coroner's office pieced together the details and came to the conclusion that Taylor had taken dynamite in his truck, and either deliberately

or accidentally, it had detonated Granger. Taylor's missing persons case was consequentially closed with his death to find simply as undetermined. Some have speculated that Granger may have meant to take his own life, since he was experienced in handling explosives, it was felt unlikely he would have an accident of such proportions. His close friend Bob Keller, however, disputes the police evidence and finality to the case, claiming that the

truck parts didn't match up. The truck found by the police was blue, but Bob insisted that he and another friend had helped to paint Granger's truck pink before he disappeared. Either way, it seems whatever the truth is, it is now far out of reach. This episode was written by Donna McCarry smith. Unexplained will be taking a short midseason break.

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