The mystical fog. Belarus

I worked at that time in Riga (I had a little bit to retirement), and his wife have already moved to the Vitebsk oblast, in the village Charahi near the station Bigosovo. In may 1991, I was given another vacation. Gathering all required ETS in Riga to Voronezh train. The neighbors in the compartment was a fellow-Belarusians, we had a great time and 2 hours the night I got off the train at the Bigosovo in a good mood.

On the way to Shanmugam I had to go across the bridge over the river. Some unusual silence reigned around. In the evening, obviously, it was raining and the pavement was standing puddles. In the left hand I had a bag weighing 7 pounds, the right-hand — electric torch. Mood, as I said, was great, and I'm not just a highlight, and "created" ray of various figures, letters. 50 meters to the bridge I decided to "draw" a flashlight on the asphalt, "SOS". And suddenly the darkness over the river turned into a blue purple, but a very dense fog.

I looked in the direction of the village. Its lights shone across the river off in the distance on the left. I moved on, and soon came to the bridge, when suddenly on the other side, right in front of me, lit by two dazzling lights. Despite the fact that the light was amazingly bright, and the headlights are as big as buckets, pains in the eyes I felt. I even thought, if I see that they consist of glass tubes, tapering towards the center. Anything after them I haven't seen, but still thought it was a machine and have to go by the wayside.

I haven't had time to make two steps forward as he lost consciousness. Woke up after 2-3 minutes, the bottom of the bridge, but I was not lying, and standing. In the left hand I still had a bag with food, and the right flashlight. Everything as it was. Only, they always hurt behind the knee and hurts the head. Remember, even the heat of the moment I was indignant: why to me none of this machine did not come, did not help. Do they not see that I hit the skids?! But there was a dead silence, and no lights were not illuminated...

With difficulty I stood on the bridge, limped home. Told all to his wife. She examined my leg. No bruise, not the slightest scratch was found. But despite this, I was forced to remain for three days without getting up. On the fourth up, the fifth was slowly mowing (because of this vacation, actually, and took). The pain, incidentally, had undergone three months ' time. All of it would be possible to explain some everyday phenomena if the place where I saw lights, formed a pretty deep dent that had to repaired road master.

That such a meeting took place in the Vitebsk region with aliens.

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