ID | #1707491595 |
Added | Fri, 09/02/2024 |
Author | July N. |
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A letter to the AIA Commission from Nikolai Fyodorovich's cousin, who lives in the village of Anuyskoye.
After reading the article "Exactly at 4-10" in Trud, I decided to write what I saw.
It was in 1978, on a starry May night, at exactly one o'clock in the morning. I am a machine operator, I plowed a field on a tractor with my partner Pivovarov Pyotr Semyonovich. My partner suggested we stop and smoke.
When I started to get out of the cab (the T-4 tractor was positioned from west to east), I involuntarily drew attention to our brigade - the house, which was about one kilometer away from us.
I turned to my partner that, however, our brigade was burning, there was a dark cloud over it. When we looked at it closely, the cloud was moving slowly, continuing to approach us. She drew level with our tractors (the tractors had lights on) and stopped at a height above us.
Suddenly the cloud parted and a luminous window was formed, it is round, a curtain opened in the window, it seemed to be pink in color and a man appeared, looked out in our direction. I don't remember if he was wearing a spacesuit, but his clothes were black. then he left the window, did something, and the cloud descended right on us and gave us such a light that it was unbearable to watch. The light shone only forward, no other side shone. The light was several times stronger than from electric welding, but it did not affect vision, but only had a sharp effect on the nervous system.
He was moving towards us at about the speed of a pedestrian. We started backing away, but there was nowhere to run, he would catch up anyway. I quickly told my partner to turn off the lights on the tractors, as he was standing closer to them. He turned off the light, the cloud stood for 2-3 minutes, there was no sound, the light window quickly clouded over, it slowly flew to the east like the same cloud. He was about 100 meters away from us.
The next day, to whom we did not tell, everyone took it for a fairy tale, who counted us awake, who just laughed. A village is a village.
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