Transcript of 32nd Session between Charles Balis, M.D. and Ms. Anna Green, Thursday, March 6, 1997 at 4:00 pm.

Dr. Balis: Anna, I'm very glad to see you. How are you doing?
Ms. Green: Hello Doctor Balis. I'm much much better. I hope you understand about skipping our session last time. I felt very ungrounded--like my reality sort of slipped into this very bad dream--nightmare really.
Dr. Balis: But you're doing better now?
Ms. Green: I spent a lot of time with my mother. We did homey things and talked.
Dr. Balis: What did you talk about?
Ms. Green: Oh not about that. Not with my mother. I don't think she even knows about that.
Dr. Balis: So what did you talk about?
Ms. Green: She told me how my father and she met. It was very sweet. He was a graduate student then and used to shop in the same supermarket as my mother. She said that he was hopeless--living on peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. My mom felt sorry for him and one day introduced herself to him and offered to help him with his shopping. From that day on, she said that she believed that he was hanging out at the supermarket waiting for her to come in. After a couple of months, he got the nerve to ask her to dinner--to show off his new skills as a chef which she had encouraged. They were married six months later.
Dr. Balis: That is very romantic.
Ms. Green: Yeah. Things were different 25 years ago. People were different...more normal.
Dr. Balis: I think we should talk about what happened to you in Michigan.
Ms. Green: I know.
Dr. Balis: What happened after you got off the phone with me that night at the restaurant?
Ms. Green: I heard the police walk in and ask for me at the door, so I had to go in a hurry.
Dr. Balis: I understand. Did they question you?
Ms. Green: First they needed to know the exact location of the house. I couldn't really tell them over the phone. I didn't know the area at all and I was running to get away from Martin. I got a bit lost. But I did know what it looked like and it couldn't have been that far away. So I got in the car with them and we circled the neighborhood until I recognized the house.
Dr. Balis: Did it take a long time?
Ms. Green: Actually it ended up being just around the corner--I must have doubled back that way by accident. We probably weren't more than five minutes searching.
Dr. Balis: What did you tell the police about what happened?
Ms. Green: I told them that I thought it was a bunch of devil worshippers. I told them that there was an altar at the front of the room with torture devices.
Dr. Balis: Altar?
Ms. Green: There was this sort of stage at one side of the room and on top of a low table was this contraption to which they tied the girl up. I told the police about the girl. They were very interested in how old I thought she was. I told them she looked like she was still in high school.
Dr. Balis: Are you sure?
Ms. Green: She was very young. I told them that the devil worshipers seemed to be attending some sort of a class. The man teaching the class must have been the high priest...I mean do they call them priests if they worship the devil? Well, it's not really important. He was dressed completely in black leather with a black leather hood covering his face. His congregation, including Martin, were sitting in chairs facing the altar. I told the police that as incredible as it sounded, this man was teaching his congregation how to torture this little naked girl. And he was really doing it. He was whipping her with split bamboo canes until blood was dripping down her back. The entire time he was commenting on how to do it right. Actually I didn't see much more after that. That's when I started screaming to let the girl go. And then somehow I got out of that room and was running down the street. But I think I told you all that.
Dr. Balis: That's what you told the police?
Ms. Green: Pretty much. Oh, I did tell them that I thought the girl was in a trance of some sort or drugged. They asked me if I actually saw any drugs there.
Dr. Balis: Did you?
Ms. Green: No. But she must have been drugged to not be screaming her head off. And the police also wanted to know if there were any weapons.
Dr. Balis: Weapons?
Ms. Green: Right. There were lots of whips--big bull whips and these little buggy whips. And the bamboo cane that he was beating her with. There was other stuff too--like a big metal ball with spikes on it. I told them that the room was filled with stuff. It mostly looked like medieval torture devices--chains on the walls and a rack like they used in the inquisition. And there were swords and knives too. The police asked if there were any guns, but I didn't see any.
Dr. Balis: Did the police actually raid the house?
Ms. Green: Yes. When we found it, they called for back-up and two more cars arrived in a few minutes. I asked if they could take me away from there. I really didn't want to face these people again. So the car I was in drove back to the station and I guess the others stayed back and raided the house.
Dr. Balis: Why did the police take you to the station?
Ms. Green: They wanted to take my statement and they even asked if I would be able to identify any of them. I never told them about Martin. I hoped that he had the presence of mind not to go back there after he went after me.
Dr. Balis: You were trying to protect Martin?
Ms. Green: I don't know why. Somehow I felt that he didn't really belong there.
Dr. Balis: We'll come back to that. Do you know if the police arrested any of the people from the house?
Ms. Green: I saw them.
Dr. Balis: You saw them?
Ms. Green: It took a long time to do all the paperwork and I was still there when they brought them in.
Dr. Balis: Into the police station?
Ms. Green: I hid behind the filing cabinet and saw as they brought in the leader and the girl and a few others. They didn't get Martin.
Dr. Balis: What did they charge them with?
Ms. Green: I don't think they did. It was bad, Doctor.
Dr. Balis: What do you mean?
Ms. Green: It was as if the officers were just trying to have fun with these people--to humiliate them. The girl was still naked with only a blanket around her. They should have taken her to a hospital but instead they dragged her in there. She was crying. The man in the mask was yelling that he was a lawyer and that they should all know better than to try to arrest them. He was screaming something about performing consensual acts. It was all so horrible!
Dr. Balis: So you didn't like the way the police treated these people?
Ms. Green: No. If the girl wasn't among them, I might have thought it was appropriate. But she was there too. And she was bleeding and crying. And she must have been freezing cold. The poor thing! The Sergeant on duty was laughing and saying that the lawyer was right--perverts deserve kid glove treament. One of the cops said that if they loved humiliation, they should all be having orgasms now and should be thanking the officers for the good time they were having.
Dr. Balis: That's very bad.
Ms. Green: I was raised to believe that the police are my friends. But now...I believe that police took advantage of me.
Dr. Balis: How so?
Ms. Green: They knew what was going on in that house. They must have realized that I was completely clueless. But instead of trying to comfort me and explain the situation, they used me to have some fun. Please understand, Doctor, I think that what these people were doing was wrong. Very wrong. But I understand now that the girl was there because she wanted to be. If the police took the girl and brought her home to her parents, or suggested a mental facility that might help her with her unhealthy tendencies, I would have applauded them. But they wanted to see her naked and shivering. That's cruel. That's worse than the whipping she was getting at that S&M club because at least there she consented.
Dr. Balis: That's quite a turnabout in your thinking.
Ms. Green: I'm not stupid even if I may be naive. The police weren't treating them like criminals. It was different. So I did some research into S&M and found that what I saw was pretty typical of what they describe in the books.
Dr. Balis: So you now believe that Martin did take you to an S&M club and not to a devil-worshipping service?
Ms. Green: Yes, although I still find it completely incomprehensible. These people weren't role playing, which I would understand. They were trying hard to inflict pain upon each other. That's just not normal.
Dr. Balis: Did you speak with Martin since all of this happened?
Ms. Green: When I got back home, I had dozens of messages on my machine. In fact the tape ran out, so there could have been more, I don't know.
Dr. Balis: Were they all from Martin?
Ms. Green: A couple were from you.
Dr. Balis: I was worried about you.
Ms. Green: I know.
Dr. Balis: Did you call Martin back?
Ms. Green: I'm not sure I have anything to say to him yet.
Dr. Balis: So you've had no communication for the past two weeks?
Ms. Green: There were lots of messages. But I didn't even want to listen to them.
Dr. Balis: You don't know what he said?
Ms. Green: I have an idea. But I don't want to even hear his voice right now. It took me a whole week with my parents just to be able to sleep through the night.
Dr. Balis: You're having problems sleeping? Are you having nightmares?
Ms. Green: Not exactly. I'm just replaying that whole night in my head over and over again. As soon as I stop trying to concentrate on other things, the images pop right into my mind again and I can't help play out the whole story again. Luckily, because I was gone for a whole week and have lots of work piled up, I don't need to go home. I can work late into the night and...
Dr. Balis: You'll have to learn to sleep at night.
Ms. Green: Repress, repress, repress--that's my strategy.
Dr. Balis: I recognized it immediately. But we should work on putting this incident behind you.
Ms. Green: I know you're here for me, Doctor.
Dr. Balis: Good. Unfortunately our time is up for this week. But perhaps we should meet sooner than next week?
Ms. Green: No, no. I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself for a week.
Dr. Balis: Well then, call me if things aren't going well, okay?
Ms. Green: If the phone rings in the middle of the night, you'll know that it's me.
Dr. Balis: No problem.
Ms. Green: Well Doctor, have a good week and thank you for listening to me. You are the only one who knows what happened to me that night.
Dr. Balis: You didn't tell anyone else?
Ms. Green: Well, the police. But otherwise, I didn't think it was a good idea. Goodbye, Doctor.
Dr. Balis: Goodbye, Anna. Take care.
Ms. Green: I will.
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