UFO. Ukraine

Ivan Rybchenko was driving along Derevyanko Street in an isolated factory district when he saw a very luminous spot in front of him that fell to the ground on the road in front of his car. He slammed on the brakes and stopped the car.

The glow of the light intensified and covered the entire width of the road. He got out of the car to get a better look. As he approached the object, two large "doors" or gates suddenly opened in front of him. Then something brought him inside the object. It was dark inside, and he felt the floor rocking back and forth beneath him. Trying to keep his balance, he reached for the invisible walls of the object. The floor suddenly stopped swaying. For some unknown reason, the witness knew exactly where to go on the object, and confidently and fearlessly went forward.

He entered another room, which seemed to be the control center of the ship. He could not see anyone, but telepathically or in some other way he was led to understand that he had been abducted and was going to be transferred to another planet. Worried, he began to scream and beat his hands against the walls. Immediately, a voice told him that he didn't have to do what he was doing. He started asking questions, but didn't get any answers right away.

Then he was placed inside something similar to a large "bag", more precisely in a spacious box, which covered him with a soft material similar to very soft leather. He felt very comfortable. Inside this "coating" or material, he could move around the object and study its structure, which resembled that of a unicellular animal. After a while, he got tired and lay down on the floor, quickly falling asleep. Soon he woke up and felt a very unpleasant sensation in his left arm, it seemed as if someone was tearing the muscles and tendons of his arm.

The pain stopped, but the strange feeling remained. He was given to understand that they had arrived at some planetary post where they had some kind of scientific base. He was thoroughly examined. He felt as if every organ of his body had been explored, the experience was very enjoyable. Soon he saw the surface of the "planet", which seemed lifeless and strewn with numerous smooth grayish-black stones. On the horizon, he could see huge, seemingly mesh structures, similar to a fishing net, which seemed to hang in the air.

He saw what he was made to believe when there were numerous communication and transmission stations. To his constant amazement, he still hadn't seen a single living creature. He was telepathically told that the base works automatically and does not require the presence of living organisms. He was told that the planet was called "Pyromma", but he could not be sure. 

After an unknown time, he was returned to the road, where he first saw a bright light.

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Dear editorial staff! I want to share with you and with the readers of your publication about the story, the main character of which I became partly by coincidence, and partly for reasons unknown to me. It is possible that someone else will be found who has been in my position, and it will be easier for the two of us to defend our case and prove that we are not some kind of lunatics, but we all talk the way it was.

The thing is that I, Ivan Artemyevich Rybchenko, was abducted by a flying machine on June 6, 1989 and was on board it for a long time, being transferred from one planet to another for purposes I don't understand, perhaps to try to establish contacts with earthlings or for something else that I don't know about. I want to tell the editors and readers of the almanac about this journey of mine. Earlier, I tried by phone to interest the "scientists" from the USSR Academy of Sciences with my story, but I achieved nothing but ridicule. From this I concluded that it was hopeless to solve my problem at the official level.

As I said above, on June 6, 1989, I was abducted by a flying saucer. I remember the date so well because I was going on vacation the next day and stayed at the institute later than usual to have time to finish everything. It was probably ten o'clock or about eleven in the evening, the weather was normal. I was driving along the Belgorod highway, and I had just passed the turn to Derevyanko Street on Pavlovo Pole. This area is not residential, only factories, and therefore at this time of day it is generally deserted.When I passed the turn, I saw a bright spot of light ahead, descending from above onto the road. I didn't even have time to think anything, just slammed on the brakes and stopped on the right by the road, hoping to wait it out. But the glow ahead not only did not weaken, on the contrary, it seemed to straddle the entire roadway. I thought maybe something was burning there and went out of the Lada to look. When I came out, a door or gate opened in front of me, as it were. I couldn't even see what was there, because I had to look against the bright light (I think this light was on purpose so that it couldn't be seen). And then it was as if something brought me into this door or gate, I don't know what to call them more correctly.I found myself inside a completely dark room. While I was trying to figure out where I was and where I got to, I felt the floor swing under me. Trying to keep my balance, I spread my arms out to the sides, but the floor no longer swayed. I didn't know what to do. I was afraid to move because I didn't know where to go and what would happen if I took a step. For some reason, it seemed to me that I was standing on the edge of a huge abyss and if I went forward, I would fall down and break my neck. Oh, just when I thought that, I realized that I knew exactly where I had to go. And I went forward easily and confidently, as if I were in my apartment, and not the devil knows where. And I noticed then, and it was all the time afterwards, that I stayed on the plate (although they call it, of course, quite differently), that whenever I think about something or just get ready to think, a ready answer appears in my brain, and it's not even an answer, but so It's like I've always known this and just suddenly remember it in its entirety - I don't know if I'm describing it clearly. You will understand me if you imagine that you have an answer even before you are going to ask a question. Here you are looking at some thing and you know for sure that you are seeing it for the first time, but once you have looked at it and you immediately know exactly what it is and why.Very often, however, it happened that I myself did not understand and now do not understand much of what I knew. At first I wondered how this could be, and then I thought - let's say a second-grader or a first-grader even takes and learns by heart the questions from the physics tickets for the tenth grade and memorizes the answer to each question. Of course, he will know the answer to every question and will be able to answer the exam and where you want, but he will not understand physics anyway. He will know Newton's formula, for example, and will write it without hesitation, but he will not understand anything in it. Obviously, something similar happened to me, because I can still tell a lot, but I still don't understand the meaning.

I went to another room, and by the time I got there, I already knew for sure that I was on an aircraft of representatives of the civilization of the planet, which they call a word close to the word "lyyamma", but not like that. I realized that I had been kidnapped, but they told me that nothing could be changed anymore and that nothing bad would happen to me and I would return back to earth after some time. Of course, nobody told me anything, I just suddenly realized it, like everything else. I have never seen those who did it, but I know that their shells extend in several dimensions, just like them.

In the first minute I started shouting to be let out and hitting the walls of the room with my hands and feet. Oh then they told me who, I do not know, so I calmed down. And I immediately felt that there was no need to behave like that. I sat down. It was the first time they talked to me.

I forgot to say that I didn't get an answer to all the questions. At first I didn't understand this and repeated these questions over and over again until I realized that if I didn't get an answer, it was because I couldn't be given an answer or they just didn't want to. At first it annoyed me, and then I got used to it and didn't ask questions that I didn't get answers to right away.

For example, I realized that it was not necessary to ask why they had arrived, what their plans were and everything else related to it. And I thought it would be very strange if they began to tell me all this, as if they had taken me to their home for this very reason. I was very worried about how my absence from work would affect me - I understood that our journey would not end in a month, and I understood that the journey was waiting for us, and I was also worried about my family. about these, on the plate, they said that everything would be done so that no one would notice my absence for a second. I calmed down a bit. I was in something resembling a large bag, or rather, a large spacious box, covered from the inside with a soft material that feels like leather, but not leather, of course. I was in that box. There were no sources of illumination here, nevertheless it was light. Moreover, I should have thought that this room of mine was too small - it was really low, just above my height, and narrow, two steps from wall to wall, and I was very uncomfortable there - and I thought about it, and the room immediately became more spacious, so I could lie down, and stand up with your hands raised above your head.

At first I tried to find on the walls or floor at least some seams or joints in the material with which my room was lined, but in vain. I didn't understand everything, but it seemed to me that she was not built, but grown as a whole, from some kind of germ cell, and the whole ship is the same. I wanted to inspect the ship. And then it turned out that my room was moving with me. Or like a bus or some other type of transport where you don't have to move. I was standing, and she was standing. But when I started walking in some direction, the room seemed to roll along with me, and the wall material quickly flowed to the floor, and behind my back it also quickly flowed to the wall again, so that it turned out something like a squirrel in a wheel. And I didn't know if it seemed to me or if I was really moving around the ship, but I just couldn't see anything or reconnoitre. I walked for quite a long time, but it is impossible to say exactly how long, because the watch on my hand stopped at the very moment when I got on the ship, and from that moment it did not go, no matter how hard I tried to start it. That is, I already understood that it was not accidental, but I tried it several times anyway. When I got tired, I sat down on the floor, which immediately stopped. And immediately fell asleep.After some time (it's very difficult for me to specify the duration of different events, because I have to rely only on feelings, and they were wrong, of course) I woke up from a very unpleasant, even painful sensation in my left arm. It seemed to me that someone was going through all my muscles, tendons and bones from the inside, touching them, pulling and rocking. When I thought that, the pain immediately subsided, but the feeling itself remained. I realized that we had arrived on some intermediate planet, where they have a scientific base or something like that, and they began to examine me. The examination lasted quite a long time and progressed slowly, because they examined each of my organs very thoroughly. I was worried that this examination would damage the stone in my bladder, and I experienced several unpleasant moments when the examination reached this organ, but everything went well. It wasn't very pleasant, but I still had no choice, and I endured. Then I saw the surface of the planet we were on at that moment. It was a completely lifeless planet near a cooling small star that has no name on Earth, because it is not listed on any star atlases because of its insignificance. Absolutely bare gray-black stones and nothing else, except for huge mesh structures stretching beyond the horizon, as if a huge fishing net was spread out in the air and remained hanging, not relying on anything visible. The whole multi-kilometer structure (and I had no doubt that it would have counted for tens of kilometers) was continuously swaying, complex waves ran through it in different directions, at some points they overlapped, in some they extinguished each other. As far as I could make out, these were special transmitting stations that radiated special signals into space so that ships like the one I was being transported on would know where and when to assemble and what to do with space, which I did not understand.

At first I was surprised that I didn't see anyone alive anywhere. But then I remembered that the aliens are located in many dimensions at once, more than we are, and therefore I am simply not able to see them. In addition, their base worked completely automatically and did not need the presence of someone else on it.We stayed on it for a relatively short time, I did not understand all the purposes of staying there, and went on.

I do not know, but I think I was put to sleep on purpose during the flight to the first planet.

I also noticed that I haven't been eating for a long time and I don't want to eat at all. By the way, I never thought about food at all during our trip. Anyway, we very soon, as it seemed to me, arrived on the first of the planets that formed the purpose of our trip.

The name of the planet was something like a Pyrdom, but I am not sure that this is the name of the planet in full, since the aliens explained to me that part of it is also pronounced in part of the spectrum of sound vibrations inaccessible to our ear, and therefore our letters simply cannot be transmitted. As I understood it, the part in which I was separated from the main ship, and we descended to the planet Piryomma, while the rest of the ship continued to observe us from space.

I didn't get an answer to the question why they didn't land on the planet, as on Earth, but that's why I concluded that the reasons here are more political (in our words) than technical. I had an assumption in general, and it was confirmed that there are simply no technical problems for these aliens, except for obviously unsolvable ones (for example, placing a larger ball inside a smaller one). They have developed some kind of incomprehensible technology for obtaining any technical apparatus. not by assembling, as on Earth, but by growing according to a certain program from a universal embryo: what kind of embryo it is, where it comes from and the program, I have not figured out completely. In short, we have landed on a planet. I understood that no one would do anything bad to me, but I was worried anyway, because I didn't understand why it was necessary to kidnap me and bring me here.One wall of my room became transparent. I saw that I was in the center of a huge hall. Since the view opened up to me only in one direction, I could not judge its full size, but I saw as much as I could that its high arch stretched everywhere to the horizon without any supports. It was a strange and unpleasant gray-purple color for my eyes, and against this background bright, even blinding flashes suddenly flashed. The floor was a bright green color, which reminded me of a football field, but it was not grass, but a smooth surface, like a mirror, but reflecting nothing.

I couldn't understand anything. Suddenly, I had a feeling as if thousands of needles had pierced me all over and especially my brain at the same time, but without pain. I felt these needles going through me in all directions, from above, below, behind and from the sides. The worst part was that I couldn't move. I could not not only leave the place where I was caught by this feeling, but even move my hand, even my finger, even my eyes to lead from side to side. It seemed to me that this went on for an awfully long time, although maybe it only lasted a few seconds, I don't know. Then suddenly it was all over. The needles seemed to have been pulled out of me all at once, and it happened so suddenly that I almost fell to the floor, but I stayed on my feet. Suddenly, geometric bodies of the most incredible shapes and colors spun in front of the porthole or the window of my room in some kind of high-speed dance. The only thing I managed to notice was that there were very few or almost no repetitions. I suddenly realized that these are the inhabitants of the planet Piryomma, who wanted to see me personally. The round dance lasted for a long time, I think, half an hour, at least, and at the end of their flashing I just felt sick. Finally, the flow began to thin noticeably and finally completely dried up. I realized that the date session was over. And indeed, the wall of the room almost instantly became opaque again, I was slightly shaken, and I realized that my stay on the planet Piryomma was exhausted. I was returned to the ship.

Here began the most painful period of my journey. I was told that if you put me to sleep, it distorts the picture of research, from which I realized that research is still ongoing. It is impossible to imagine what I experienced, being in my locked room for no one knows how long, while they carried me in an unknown direction. I seemed to fall asleep, then wake up again, and now I don't know if the whole day dragged on Earth time, a week, a month or a year. When I was awake, my only activity could be wandering around the ship inside my room, although I'm not sure now if I really moved an inch at the same time. But I tried to do it just so I wouldn't go crazy. Finally, after countless days, we headed for a planet with a completely earthly name: Dorra. I have learned a lot about Dorra, much more than about the planet Piryomma. Dorra orbited in a binary star system and therefore the living conditions on it were extremely harsh in the sense that its surface was sometimes devastated by hurricanes, then earthquakes with giant floods or other similar cataclysms caused by the impact of a binary star. The inhabitants of Dorra were therefore quite small - several million on a planet about the size of our Venus. But they have, as if in compensation, created an extremely high-level civilization. The Dorrans resembled large coils of rope, but, of course, it was only a form developed over centuries and millennia of struggle for existence. The Dorrans were a powerful lump of sinewy muscle tissue, in the depths of which an extremely highly developed brain is hidden. This "coil of ropes" was capable of releasing up to two dozen different specialized limbs. Covered with a special water-repellent material produced in factories from raw materials I didn't understand, the Dorrans seemed completely oblivious to the wild climate of their planet. In order to take care of my safety, I was placed in a transparent cube made of heavy-duty material. Fortunately, there were no painful procedures: the equipment that the Dorrans had, fortunately, was completely unsuitable for the human body. The aliens (I continued to call them that to myself, although it was clear that it was no longer suitable here) shared with the Dorrans the results of their examinations and examinations received at the Pyrdom. I think I was beginning to guess the purpose of all these long inspections. I was placed in the center of a large underground structure, as it seemed to me, all the walls of which were covered with small pinches" from top to bottom - obviously, this was considered beautiful or convenient on Dorr. Dorrans moved past me, dressed in multicolored shells (the hand does not turn to call it dresses or clothes) from black to snow-white and all colors. Light was pouring from somewhere in the cracks in the ceiling. While this was going on, I realized that, apparently, everyone to whom the aliens had already taken me and to whom they planned to take me, was somehow interested in the person, his device and thoughts (and I had no doubt that my thoughts were somehow translucent). Obviously, I thought, I was captured for the purpose of showing them. But for what and why me? I had to find out the answer to that later.

Sitting in my glass box, I suddenly felt the floor tremble under my feet: an earthquake was beginning. But the forecast service, perfectly set up by the Dorrans, warned about it in advance as weak. I could only guess about the strength of their strong earthquakes, if a weak one forced me to sit on the floor: I could not stand on my feet.

I was quickly returned to the ship. My guess bothered me a lot, because I didn't know for what purpose they were studying me. If it was just an ordinary scientific curiosity, then I didn't mind. But I was afraid, especially since no one had explained anything to me, that there was something more behind it. Maybe there is some danger for the Earth in all this? I did not know.

Dear editorial staff! It may seem to you that I am too detailed and uninteresting to talk about my forced trip with aliens. But it seemed to me that these details might be of interest to your readers, since they were not of interest to the so-called "scientists" who are unable to distinguish truth from deception. And I don't want to invent anything, add various details there that didn't exist, although I could invent the devil knows what. But I believe that the main thing in this case is accuracy, not the prettiness of the description. But I can say for sure that everything, literally, was as I write, and no fantasies.

When I was returned to the ship that time, there was probably a moment when something went wrong with the aliens, or I don't know what, but the wall of my cabin suddenly became transparent for a second or two, but clearly at the wrong moment. I saw my cab rushing past intertwined trunks-pipes of different colors - yellow, brown and some other that I didn't have time to make out, either brown or orange. Something was moving slowly through these pipes, as if they were pushing food up and down. I didn't have time to make out anything else, the picture disappeared, and I realized that this view was not intended for my eyes at all.

Another painful flight, in which I almost completely lost my mind. I even had the thought of suicide, but how? I didn't get any food, so I couldn't go on a hunger strike. I had nothing to hang myself on, and I could never break my head against the soft walls. There was nothing to open my veins with: everything was missing from my pockets, including a penknife. The feeling was terrible. But everything, as they say, ends. We found ourselves at the third planet, which was the purpose of our journey - it was called Ak. The same procedure was repeated again: my cabin is moving somewhere, one wall becomes transparent. I saw an endless sea of eyes in front of me. At least, that's what it seemed to me at first. Then I realized that they were not eyes at all. This is what the inhabitants of Ak looked like: like large wet eyeballs torn out of their sockets, they were covered with multicolored flaps that resembled either eyelids or the flaps of oyster shells. These "eyes" were located in special depressions, such as grooves laid along a huge embankment. Finally, I got to a place that was under the open sky, and not indoors. I saw the sky, almost as blue as on earth, but with a clear greenish tint. Some black objects, indistinguishable from my place, were visible in the air: I realized that these are special flying machines.

I forgot to say that the walls of my cubicle room completely blocked out any sounds, so I can't judge whether it was noisy or quiet outside. I think that since there was an atmosphere there, the composition of which, unfortunately, I did not remember, then, probably, these "eyes" must have made some noise or at least a rustle. While this staring lasted, I finally learned about the purpose of our trips through space. Since this is very important, I want all readers of this publication to know about it.

The community of space peoples, to which the aliens and representatives of the worlds I was taken to belonged, decided the question of future contacts with Earth and Earthlings. Since the leaders of these individual peoples had doubts, and not all of them had a good idea of what people were and how they looked and whether it was necessary to maintain some kind of relationship with us, it was urgently necessary to show them an Earthman. It was decided to choose an ordinary person, without doing special selection or something like that. Unfortunately for me, they got me, although anyone else could have got caught.

I do not know what the results of the "inspection" were. I don't know if they liked my thoughts and me at all or not. Therefore, of course, I do not know about the future: will there be a continuation or have they decided to wait somehow, to delay the development of relations with us? They didn't tell me any of this, and my space journey ended very quickly. At first my room was back on the ship, and then I suddenly found myself in my car on the Belgorod highway. The engine was turned off, there was no glow ahead.

But I'm sure I didn't dream it all or imagined it. I asked and appealed both to our scientists and to Moscow to be investigated somehow. Maybe there was some dust or radiation left on me, by which it would be possible to determine that I really had been on a space trip and was not deceiving. However, no one was interested in my story.

Sincerely, Ivan Rybchenko, Kharkiv