I met Katrice Lee in spring 1990 in an apartment not very far away from Mainz, Germany, and she talked to me. I have seen her again in early 1991 in my grandfathers basement in Mainz-Gonsenheim, Germany. Gonsenheim is a suburb of Mainz.
When I met Katrice Lee in 1990, she was held captive in the mentioned apartment, that was basically used as a child-brothel. The people responsible for this usually don't abduct children. They sometimes abduct children for a short period of time (couple of hours max.), rape them and give administer substances to them that cause a so called anterograde amnesia, so the children don't remember what has happened. I am going to tell you more about those people, and this is also the part of the information that obviously makes me sound so unbelievable.
I can only hope to find to find some people who are willing to think a little bit outside the box here.
But first I want to tell you, what Katrice Lee said to me. Have in mind, that I was 5 years old at that time.
When I was standing alone in the hallway of that appartment a girl was standing in an open door of a room to my left, that looked like a children's room. She was hesitating, checking the situation again and again. (I had seen her minutes before already and already had the feeling that she wants to talk to me.) She then approached me and said (in german): "Can you help me?" I nodded. She then said: "Can you tell my mommy I'm here." I turned my head towards the door, where I knew a woman (around 45 years old) was sitting behind, and was about to start calling her, when the girl interrupted me and said: "That's not my mommy."
This confused me, since I did not realize my own situation. I asked her, who her mother is and asked for her name. The girl: "Sharon. Her name is Sharon. - Tell her I am here. I am already here since a very long time. (The
way she pronounced the name was new to me. I knew I don't know a Sharon, but I realized that I came across that name before, because I was watching a lot of american TV series. But in TV the name was pronounced differently - the american way. But she pronounced it the british way.)
Because in that moment, and because of what had happened to me just before, I already had realized, that my mother is not a good person, and so I asked her: You really think it is a good idea to tell your mother? - - It looked like she was making up her mind about what I had said, paused for a couple of seconds and then said: "Then tell my sister! - Her name is Natasha, she must be looking for me. I know that! I know that she is looking for me." (She probably used the term 'searching' instead of 'looking'.) I told her, that I neither know a Sharon, nor a Natasha, and asked her for her last name. "Lee", she said. (That name rang a bell, because my father was wearing Lee jeans and
I had once asked him how the text on the logo of his pants is pronounced.)
And what is your name, I asked her.
„Katrice“, she said. -(pause)- "My name is Katrice Lee", she said.
Then there was suddenly another girl to my right, that was around the age of Katrice. That girl was smiling in a spiteful way and asked me, what the girl (Katrice) had just said to me. Because the older woman I mentioned before had given me tea, that contained a substance, that had made me very dizzy and sleepy, and because I was just a little boy, I told that girl, what I had been told. That girl then turned her head towards Katrice, said, "I'm gonna tell that", and left. Katrice then looked me straight in the face and asked, whether I was going to do what she asked me for. I promised her, that I would, but I did not remember anything later on. This is because those people, the members of that cult, that network, always give/administer the children substances that induce something that is comparable to an amnesia. (Benzodiazepines for example cause so called anterograde amnesia.)
It was definitely Katrice. I also remember, that I was confused, because it appeared like she was looking towards the door with one eye and towards me with the other.
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And because their people are working in police forces and all kinds of authorities in Germany, there will be no help in the search for Katrice Lee. Believe me, I tried and went to the police and told them what I know about Katrice, but they're blocking everything and they're of course threatening me. I even contacted all the other relevant security authorities, but they didn't answer me, or they told me, that what I'm telling them is out of their jurisdiction. They obviously try to take me for an idiot.