| ID | #1600622480 |
| Added | Sun, 20/09/2020 |
| Author | July N. |
| Sources | |
| Phenomena | |
| Status | Investigation
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Initial data
Black oblong boxes, connected by what looks like a hose, float noiselessly at the level of the treetops without lights, the size of a large drilling rig.
I don't remember the month or date as it was so long ago, or the zip code at that time, as everything grew and changed. I've never heard anything like it. We lived a few miles from an army and air force base, and their helicopters were a constant nuisance, flying much lower than they should have. So low that I could see the pilots ' faces. It shook my house and woke my babies, drowning out everything I watched on TV or radio for a few minutes at a time. I called and complained to anyone I could, and they denied that it was their helicopters, as they were supposed to fly at least 1,000 feet, not over residential areas, having different flight paths, as I was told. I had nowhere to stop them. I called when they were thundering over my house and told them to hear it, but it didn't help. They only denied knowing anything about them.
We lived in a remote area where houses were scattered and far from the city. My house was a mobile home located on a brick basement in a sinkhole or recess of a dirt road with hills on either side of us. We were surrounded by a forest and tall, skinny trees: aspen, birch, and pine. There was nothing but woods on the other side of the road and behind us. There was also a dense forest on either side of us, but there were houses on the hilltops. We had a dog, 98% wolf and Malamute. He was big, fast, and fearless. He always barked at the moose or bear that came into our yard, and was not afraid of anyone or anything.
We kept him on a leash at night. He was usually silent, watching until the intruder got too close, and then I could hear his chain sliding across the boards before he started barking to chase them away, pulling on his chain to give chase. During the day, he ran with me to protect himself from the bear and moose when I took the child for a walk on the way.
He once saved the life of my one-year-old child and me when he jumped out of the woods to stand in front of her stroller and meet two dogs that were threatening my daughter, growling at her, slowly approaching her with the intention of attacking her.
In addition to the helicopters that bothered me so much, I had interference with my TV, which in those early days of broadcasting in Alaska only had 3 channels. The screen would suddenly get covered in "snow" and then I would hear intermittent beeps that were very strange and sporadic, like a code or some kind of signal. Very high. If I looked at the screen, after a while it seemed to form patterns that I could see somehow combined with the beeps. Usually after that, black helicopters would fly so low over my house that I would run out and scold them, shaking my fist at them. My dog looked at them without concern.
But one night I was Ironing while watching TV, while my husband was Napping in his chair and my children were sleeping in their rooms. The dog came out on the porch. Suddenly, the TV made a beep that made me angry because I was watching a movie. But while it was quiet, I heard the dog's chain slide across the tree, as if something or someone had entered our yard, and then I couldn't believe my ears, because he whined like a frightened dog.
I have never, ever seen or heard from him this behavior for any reason. It got louder and louder, scratching and banging on the wall in the corner, trying to get off the leash and run away.
I couldn't believe it, and I didn't think I was in any danger, because he was ready to grab any bear or moose that might be there. I opened the door to see what could be wrong with him. What the hell could make him act like this? It was the first time, and I wanted to see what would scare this brave dog.
When I opened the door to tell him to stop it, I looked to the left where he was cowering, didn't look to the right. I scolded him when I noticed that he was not looking at me, but over my head, behind me, while he tried to hide in the corner of the house, pushing with his front paws, he sat back. Something in his eyes, the look of pure horror on his face, made the hair on my neck stand on end, and I wondered what he saw behind me that I didn't look at when I came out. I turned around and was so shocked by what I saw that I almost fainted. At the same time, I noticed that the night had become very loud. There was no sound, and there seemed to be a heaviness in the air. The silence was very loud for some reason.
Everything seemed to slow down. Slow motion for me. Slow thinking, reactions, possibly shock. And in that complete silence, on top of a tree on the hill above my house, there were two oblong black boxes that just hung there, sort of floating, not moving, and not making a sound.
One was right at the top of the tree, the other just behind and above it. Some kind of cord connected the two boxes like a gas hose, running down from the top and curving the letter "S" to the bottom.
In the years that followed, it reminded me of how our planes refuel each other during flight. But it connected them from the back of the lower one to the front of the higher one. There was nothing discernible on or near them to tell what was in front or behind, or anything discernible. They were smooth, without any protrusions, protrusions, or reflections of light. They didn't have lanterns either.
They were the size of cargo containers that pull large drilling rigs, or even larger. Very long and rectangular. They were hard, thick, and black. No glitter. I couldn't understand how these heavy-looking, solid, box-shaped things defied gravity to hang there so quietly. Simply there, where nothing was supposed to swim.
It suddenly dawned on me that my dog was still crying and trying to dig a hole behind me to get away, and I was all alone, facing this dangerous situation outside in the dark. I didn't even hear it then. I felt very scared. It seemed evil.
I felt like I was being watched like a bug on a slide. That he would somehow grab me or hurt me at any second, the longer I would wait there alone. It was obvious that my protector wasn't going to protect me tonight. No one knew I was here.
My hair seemed to stand on end all over my body, like electricity in the air. After looking at it, I don't know how much time has passed. I was too dazed to move, it was like I was suddenly "awake", coming to my senses.
I turned to the front door I'd come out of to rush back into the house, and I was so scared I couldn't get the door to open or turn the handle. I was banging on the door hysterically, calling for my husband to open it, because I thought it was locked behind me. All the time I was knocking on the door and yelling for help, I knew they were still hovering to my left, watching me.
I was afraid I would have to do something if the door didn't open. I don't know why I thought going through that door would save me.
After what seemed like an eternal knock, the door opened and I fell to the floor, yelling at my husband to close the door. He was confused, not understanding what was going on, saying the door wasn't locked and what was wrong with me and the dog? I hurriedly told him about the black oblong boxes hanging ominously on the hill above, and he laughed at me as if I had made it up. It may have been 15 seconds since I fell through the door and I dragged him outside to see for myself, but they were gone. Completely. Without a trace.
We went back inside, shaking all over, telling him over and over what I'd seen. The beeping on the TV stopped, the program switched back on, and then helicopters flew by.
I have told this story to many people, hoping to find someone else who has seen such a strange thing,but no one has.
It seemed that when I got back to the house, it was later than when I got there. I thought I was only there for less than a minute, but when I got back, it was at least 15 minutes or more. What made my husband, who was sleeping in his chair five feet from the door, take so long to Wake up and open the door with all the excitement I was creating? Why was my dog so scared when nothing in his life had ever bothered him before? I was wondering what my dog saw that I didn't see or didn't remember. Or what he heard or felt that I don't have.
The person I spoke to at MUFON said that there were only a couple or maybe a few isolated sightings of black oblong or square boxes in Canada around that time, but never more or from anywhere else that he was aware of. He had no more idea about it than I did, saying it was quite rare.
I would like to know who they were, what they did there, whether anyone else experienced anything similar, or had any idea what we were going through. It was also strange that it was so quiet and no one else knew about it. The other dogs didn't bark or whine. How did they leave so quickly? I don't know how to measure distances, but I would say the tree was maybe 4 car lengths (end to end), and it was maybe 5 or 6 cars (van) long (end to end) from my property up to the hill where the tree was, where they were. I don't know how far it is, but they were close.
What about those black helicopters? I always thought they were connected to military bases, but what were they always doing, checking my house and those beeps on TV?
I've seen other things at different times in different places, but maybe I should make a separate report for each of them. Thanks.
Original news
Black oblong boxes, connected by what looked like a hose, silently floating at tree top level with no lights about the size of big rigs I don’t remember the month or date, as it was so long ago, or the zip code for then as things have grown and changed. I have never heard of anything like this. We lived several miles from both an army and air force base and their helicopters were a constant nuisance, flying way lower than they were supposed to do. So low, I could see the faces of the pilots and it would shake my house and wake up my babies, drowning out anything I was watching on TV or radio for several minutes at a time. I would call and complain to whoever I could and they would deny they were their helicopters, as they were required to fly no lower than 1,000 feet and not over residential areas, having different flight paths, I was told. I got nowhere with stopping them. I would call when they were pounding noise over my house and tell them to hear this and tell me they weren’t coming over my house, but it did no good. They only denied they knew anything about them.
We lived out in a remote area, where houses were spaced out and far from town, however we had houses and an apt. building within sight of us on a lonely country road surrounded by acres of thick woods. My house was a mobile home placed on a brick basement down in a dip or hollow of the dirt road with rises of hills on either side of us. We were surrounded by woods and tall skinny trees. Aspen, birch and pine. There was nothing on the other side of the road from us and behind us but woods. We also had thick woods on either side of us, but at the top of the hills, were houses. We had a dog that was about 98% wolf and Malamute. He was big, fast and fearless. He was always barking at moose or bear that would come into our yard and was afraid of nothing and no one. We kept him leashed on our deck at night. He usually kept silent watching until an intruder would come too close and then I’d hear his chain sliding across the wood before he’d start barking to chase them off, pulling on his chain to give chase. He ran free in the daytime with me for protection from bear and moose as I’d take the baby up the road for a stroller ride.
One time he saved the life of my 1 yr old baby and myself when he lept out of the woods to get in front of her stroller to face 2 St. Bernard dogs that were threatening my daughter, growling at her, inching closer to her with teeth hanging out and intentions to attack her. I didn’t know what to do with her in front of me just 2 feet from those hostile dogs. Afraid to make any sudden moves. But then, there was my protector, with fangs bared, hackles raised, head lowered, long legs spread ready to pounce, and this terrible rumbling sound coming out of his throat, my dog stood his ground before them giving me time to turn around and run down the hill to my house while he tangled with them both. I thought they’d kill him, but he came home unscathed and smiling, pretty happy with himself.
Besides the helicopters that bothered me so much, I had interference with my TV that only got 3 channels in those early days in alaska broadcasting. The screen would suddenly get snowy and then I’d hear intermittent beeping noises that were very strange and sporadic, like a code or signal of some kind. Very high pitched. If I watched the snowy screen, after awhile it seemed to form into patterns I could see somehow in conjunction with the beeps. Usually after that, the black helicopters would come flying over my house so low I would run out and curse them, shaking my fist at them. My wolf dog would watch them, unbothered.
But this one night, I was ironing while watching TV while my husband dozed in his chair and my babies slept in their rooms. The dog was out on the porch. Suddenly the TV did it’s snowy beeping thing that made me mad because I was watching a movie. But while it was quiet, I heard the dog’s chain sliding across the wood deck like it did when something or someone came into our yard, and then I couldn’t believe my ears, as he was whining like some terrified dog next to the house wall. I had never, ever, seen or heard such behavior from him for any reason. He got louder and louder and was scratching and banging on the wall in the corner of the deck, trying to get off his leash and run away. Trying to hide for some reason. I couldn’t believe this and without thinking I could be in any danger, as he would be taking on any bear or moose that could be there, I opened the door to see what could possibly be wrong with him. What in the world could be out there to make him be acting this way? This was a first and I wanted to see what would scare this brave dog.
When I opened the door to tell him to stop it, I looked to my left where he was cowering without looking to my right. I was scolding him when I noticed he wasn’t looking at me, but over my head, behind me, while he was trying to back himself into the corner of the house, pushing back with his front paws as he sat down with his back to the wall and nowhere else to go. Something in his eyes, the look on his face of pure terror made the hair on the back of my neck stand up and I wondered what he was seeing behind my back that I hadn’t looked at when I came out on the deck. I turned around and was so shocked by what I saw that I almost fainted. I noticed at the same time that the night had taken on a very loud hush. Not a sound was to be heard and it seemed there was a heavy thick feeling in the air. The silence was profoundly loud, somehow. Total silence, giving me the sensation that time stood still or suspended as nothing but my dog moved behind me or made a sound.
Everything felt slowed down somehow. Slow motion for me. Slow thinking, responses, maybe shock. And in this total silence, there hung at tree top level on the hill above my house, two oblong black boxes, just hanging there, sort of floating, not moving or making a sound. One was right at the tree top level, the other one was slightly behind it and higher. A cord of some kind connected the two boxes like a gas hose, coming down from the higher one and bending like an “S” to the lower one. Reminded me, in later years, of the way our airplanes refuel each other while flying. But it connected them from the back of the lower one to the front of the higher one. There was nothing discernable on or about them to say which was front or back or anything distinguishable in any way. They were smooth without anything sticking out or raised or reflecting any light. They had no lights either. They were about the size of the freight containers that big rigs pull, or bigger. Very long and square edged. They were solid, dense, black. No shine. I couldn’t comprehend how these heavy looking solid huge box shaped things were defying gravity to be so silently hanging there. Just there where nothing should have been floating.
It suddenly hit me that my wolf dog was still crying and trying to dig a hole thru the deck behind me to get away and I was all alone standing there facing this dangerous situation outside in the dark. I hadn’t even heard him for that time in space. I felt very threatened by it. It seemed malevolent. Brooding, watching me. Caught in the act, whatever it had been doing as they floated there. I felt watched like a bug on a slide. That it would somehow grab me or hurt me any second, the longer I waited out there all alone. It was obvious my protector was not going to be protecting me this nite. No one knew I was out here, either. My hair felt like it was standing up all over my body, like electricity in the air. After staring at that for I don’t know how long as I seemed too stunned to move, it was like I “woke up” suddenly, coming to my senses. I turned to the front door I’d come out of to dash back in the house and was so afraid, I couldn’t get the door to open or the knob to turn. I pounded hysterically on the door, calling to my husband to open it up as I thought it had locked behind me. All the while I pounded on the door and screamed for help, I was aware it was still hanging there to my left, watching me. I was afraid it would take me I was making so much noise, if the door didn’t open. I don’t know why I thought going thru that door would save me.
After what seemed like an eternity of banging, the door opened and I fell in the door to the floor, yelling at him to shut the door, shut the door. He was confused, not knowing what was going on, saying the door hadn’t been locked and what was wrong with me and the dog? I hurriedly told him about the black oblong boxes hanging ominously outside up on the hill and he laughed at me like I’d been dreaming. Maybe 15 seconds had gone by since I fell in the door and I dragged him outside to see for himself but they were gone. Completely gone. Not a trace. We went back inside, I was shaking all over, telling him over and over what I’d seen. The beeping stopped on the TV and the program came back on and then the helicopters came by. I have told many people about this story, hoping to find anyone else who has seen such a strange thing but no one has. I called MUFON several years ago to ask if anyone had ever reported anything remotely similar to it, as it has bothered me for all these years since then, wondering what it was, if I had been in danger, if I had missing time.
It seemed to be later when I was back in the house than when I went out there. I thought I was only out there for less than a minute, but at least 15 minutes had gone by or more when I came back in. What took my husband, who was sleeping in his chair not 5 feet from the door, so long to wake up and open the door with all the commotion I was making? Why was my wolf so terrified when nothing fazed him in his life before that? I wondered what my dog saw that I didn’t or didn’t remember seeing? Or what he heard or sensed that I didn’t. The man that I talked to at MUFON said that around that time in Canada just a couple, or maybe a few isolated cases of black oblong or square boxes were reported, but never again or from anywhere else that he knew of. He had no clue about it anymore than I did, saying it was fairly rare. I would like to know what they were, what they were doing there, if anyone else has ever experienced anything like it or has any ideas about what we experienced. It was also strange that it was so quiet and no one else seemed to know about it. Other dogs weren’t barking or whining. How did they leave so fast? I am not a good person to measure distances, but I’d say the tree was maybe 4 car lengths (end to end) high, and it was maybe 5 or 6 car (van) lengths (end to end) from my property up to the hill where the tree was where they were at. I don’t know how far that measures, but they were close. And what about those black helicopters? I always thought they were associated with the military bases, but what were they doing always going over my house and that beeping on my TV? I’ve seen other things at different times in different places, but maybe I should make a different report out for each one. Thank you
Hypotheses
Infrasound and ultrasound
This version includes sound waves that are not perceived by the human ear, but are felt in other ways.
Investigation
It should be borne in mind that the dog's reaction may be associated, for example, with ultrasound. It is not heard by the human ear, and in the dog it causes panic fear and a desire to hide.
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