A strange craft and many different beings.

Umeå, northen Sweden, October 1993.

An anonymous young woman said that she and her friend were out bicycling one autumn evening. They were cycling through a residential area and the friend was looking at the houses along the street and the young woman looked up into the sky at the beautiful northern lights that were visible at that time. The friend stopped with her bike at one of the houses and the young woman also stopped but about 10 meters (33 feet) in front of her. She was still standing and looking up at the northern lights. Then she saw what she thought was an airplane in the sky, flying from the south. The woman thought that they were probably on their way home from a vacation in some warmer country and that's where she would have liked to be right now as well, as it was chilly outside. But as the object got closer, she saw that it didn't look like an ordinary airplane but more like a strange craft. Then it started to dive towards her and she was so scared that she couldn't move. She screamed loudly so that her friend would hear her: "A monster airplane, a monster airplane!"

Now she clearly saw the shape of the “plane” and it was a dark, oblong craft with a long nose, many spikes at the front and domes on top. It was silent and slowly descended towards the women with a rocking motion in stages. The friend came up to the witness and the craft was now standing with the sharp nose tip towards them, so close that they almost thought they would be impaled by it. The craft stood still in front of them for a minute or so, then it turned its side towards them and then hovered 5 – 6 meters (16 – 20 feet) above the ground. Now the woman’s fear began to ease a little.

They could now study the craft more closely and they saw that it had several illuminated windows on the side. But while they were looking at it, almost all the windows were closed by a sliding wall. There was now only one illuminated window in the middle of the craft. Then they suddenly saw something moving inside a doorway, and a being dressed in a white suit came to the window. He stood in the window and looked out. It was difficult for them to determine if he was looking at the women on the ground, because at first they could not see his eyes, but after a while they saw them when he looked straight at them. The eyes were black with a pupil in them. The creature's mouth was just a line, but it still almost looked like he was smiling at them.

A cigar shaped craft descended towards the two women.

The witness remembered that the craft had something like landing gear that was deployed, but it could not land because there was no room for it on the street. Now it released something that looked like smoke, and this caused the tip of the nose, the spikes and the domes to be hidden by a white cloud mass and then the craft looked almost like an ordinary airplane flying among the clouds. After that it flew away sideways at an incredible speed, and then it looked almost round and as if it was rotating. The women stood there for a long time looking at the craft. When they cycled home, the craft was still in the sky out to the east over the sea.

Over time, the woman regained more and more memory fragments and it seemed as if she had also been onboard the craft. She remembered meeting three different types of beings in a sterile and illuminated room. The one who communicated with her looked like a turtle in the face. The other looked like an owl without a beak and he had three arms and a feathered body. Both of these different beings were short, about 120 cm (4 feet). The turtle creature was terribly ugly and had black eyes without pupils, so when the woman looked at him she felt very scared and could not speak. Therefore, the owl creature took over the conversation instead for a short while. The turtle creature went away and instead communicated with the woman from a distance via telepathy so that she did not have to see him. He and the owl had questions about how we humans lived and why we behaved the way we do. The woman and the beings began to compare their ways of life. It now became clear that the beings did not come from the same planet, but simply traveled together and helped each other. It seemed as if they were part of an alliance or organization of some kind.

The woman was taken onboard and met with several strange beings of different races.

The pilot of the craft was white and tall and had big black eyes. (source: Galaxen)

The Turtle race was sick and traveled the galaxy in search of a cure. The Turtle was gray and stiff and did not seem completely healthy. They searched for a special organic substance that certain beings carried that could cure them completely. They performed surgeries and examinations on volunteers who wanted to help them. The Owl race was their helper in this quest.

The third being in the room was the pilot of the craft. He was completely white with large black eyes and was as tall as an adult human. It was he or someone else of the same race that they had seen in the window of the craft. He told them that on their planet everyone lived in harmony with each other. There were no wars on his world and if an individual had a problem everyone helped him. No one had to be alone with their problems. The woman noticed that she and the white being had difficulty understanding each other and each other's societies, because they lived so differently. But even though they misunderstood each other, there was no irritation. After a while he went back to the command bridge.

During the conversation, the woman saw up to 20 beings in the room at the same time, most of the same races as the three she was talking to, but she also saw a few others who looked completely different. Everyone was there to listen to the Earth woman, it seemed. And she felt a curiosity and warm joy in the room from all the others. It also made her feel safe and happy. The woman felt very sorry for the turtle race who were sick and seemed very sad. Then the white being came back into the doorway and looked at them. Apparently it was now time for them to move on. This was the last thing the woman remembered about the conversations and the meeting with the beings aboard the craft.

This is a very fascinating, colorful and somewhat fantastic story. It contains so many incredible elements that you wonder if it is even true, or if it is just a fabrication from someone with a vivid imagination. And what about the other woman, have they found her and can she verify the story? You also wonder why no one else saw the craft when it was in the middle of a residential street. There are many questions, but since none of us were there, how do we know if it happened or not? We can only stand at the sidelines and judge.

Source: the magazine Galaxen #1 1998