Paul Dore writes the following:

"Monday, the second of November has got to be one of the worst 24 hours I've ever
experienced. Here is a brief synopsis of the events that ensued."

6:00am I arrive at work, do some rather routine things and cull overnight data.I have a
pretty uneventful day, then around noon I receive a call from the two astronomers
stating they would not be at the press conference at that I was 'essentially, on my
own.' - 'Fine then.' I replied, and they apologized and hung up. Next my supervisor
rings me up to tell me that I was to cease my expirement immediately. This was quite
strange because he had been supportive ever since the news broke. As per his request
I began the job of taking down the feedhorn and disconnecting the receiver and
packing the entire kit up. The rest of the day passed without incident and I began
thinking once again if I made a mistake, if I was confused by something earthly or a
natural phenomena. I began questioning myself over and over in hopes that I could
find something I missed."

7:00pm I arrive home to find three gentlemen in my residence. My wife Helen has the
look of sheer terror upon her face. It turns one of the men was from the Government
Communications Headquarters (GCHQ) at Cheltenham, the other was from RAF
Feltwell and the third from the American National Security Agency. They asked if we
could speak in private. I was reluctant but agreed and Helen and the kids left the
room. Over the course of nearly two hours they explained to me that what I had
discovered was not extra-terrestrial in nature but most definately interesting. It turns
out that what I discovered was infact a classified intelligence satellite having to do with
something known as Project 415. I am being very careful here so as not to violate the
security oath they made me sign which states that should I disclose any further detail
on this subject I will be subject to prosecution under the terms of the Official Secrets
Act. I was told basically that the signals I received were mistaken and that I should not
talk about this matter in detail. They gave me a fair amount of information to convince
me, again the details I cannot go into but I am satisfied that what I picked up was
infact a secret deep space satellite for purposes of national and international (it seems)
security. After the three men were convinced that I believed them they had me sign
this legal document that I cited above and left. I watched as two of the men walked
down the road one way and the American walk in an opposite direction (presumably
to their vehicles).

So there you have it and I wish this were not true. I had visions of going down in
history as being the first human being to detect signs of other intelligence in the
universe and while I found intelligence alright, it certainly wasn't the kind of
intelligence I hoped to discover. I am a bit depressed now, though that could have as
much to do with the weather. My family and I have decided that I should not purse
this line of research any further. Should I ever discovery anything else strange in the
course of my work I will be very careful about revealing it.

Best Regards,

Paul Dore

***Commentary from the [EQ Pegasi] webmaster below ***

We here have been following this story since it came to our attention long before the
mainstream media noticed it. We are rather sorry to see it end this way but wish Paul
and his family the best of luck.

BSRF Comment:
Dore says: "I am being very careful here so as not to violate the
security oath they made me sign which states that should I disclose any further detail
on this subject I will be subject to prosecution under the terms of the Official Secrets
Act." Do you think they (the three gentlemen) would really tell him anything in detail?