Location. Near Swindon, Wiltshire, England

Date: spring 1980 Time: 1930

Hilary Porter had just put her little daughter to bed, before going into her lounge to switch the TV on and have a good rest. Nothing could had prepared her for what was about to transpire. All of the sudden her relaxation was shattered as she suddenly noticed someone there outside, practically right up against her lounge window. Her first fleeting thoughts were how could he have got in? As they had high wooden fencing and bushes three quarters of the way round and link wire fence-dived gardens on the other side. Then her thoughts turned to calling the police. This intruder was of absolutely giant stature, which she judged to be no less than 6ft 7ins high, so tall in fact that he was bending his head down into the little fanlight window to peer into the room. Hilary looked on startled, terrified and yet outraged at the cheek of whoever this might have been. As she stared she could see that the uninvited visitor was dressed in black from head to foot, had a helmet-type of head covering with something like a black visor on it, (yet this helmet seemed to blend into the suit somehow) and he was wearing what she assumed to be gauntlets. She froze to the spot, thinking to herself that either this is an extremely tall person dressed in biker’s gear, or as her heart told her, it’s something not of this world…“Don’t blow this Hill”. She thought, “Stay as calm as you can and observe as much as you can, it’s important to your research."

At this point, the ‘visitor’ raised his right hand. For some reason she did the same and raised her right-hand as if in reply. Next, this “being” suddenly moved, but without walking…zooming backwards, a good 5ft and up to her garden wall. Then the figure moved up on to the garden steps at least another 5 ft to his left…again without walking, as she didn’t notice any legs and the movements were truly super-humanly fast. Because of his huge stature he blocked out most of the view of her neighbor’s greenhouse and shed, and she noticed as he stood there that the sunlight was making a sheen on his “suit”, but she had never seen a material quite like he was wearing before. Then the visitor quickly vanished right before her eyes.

HC addendum

Source: Hilary Porter (RIP) Type: E