| ID | #1604332218 |
| Added | Mon, 02/11/2020 |
| Author | July N. |
| Sources | Cronica newspaper, Buenos Aires, Argentina, on August 30, 1978
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| Phenomena | |
| Status | Research
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Initial data
The case was published in the newspaper Cronica, Buenos Aires, Argentina, on August 30, 1978, as well as in later issues. It was investigated by local ufologist Vittorio Corradi, a Professor of language and literature from Mendoza, Argentina. Finally, it was re-examined on the spot by American ufologist Bob Pratt, who again heard the alleged witnesses in November 1978.
They were 66-year-old Francisco Nunes and his 23-year-old son, Carmelo Nunes. They lived in Mendoza, the capital of the province of Mendoza in Argentina, a beautiful city with street cafes and streets planted with tens of thousands of trees. It is located in the wine country of Western Argentina, on the line between Buenos Aires and Santiago, Chile.
Francisco Nunes was an auto mechanic who worked for the Ministry of labor of the province of Mendoza. He was responsible for maintaining the Ministry's vehicles, including the police, in working order.
Carmelo Nunes was also a mechanic, and in his spare time, he and his father repaired old cars in a repair shop at home and sold them. In 1933, when Francisco was a young man, his parents gave him a new American four-door Chrysler sedan. He drove it for many years and eventually took it out of production, putting it on blocks. Years passed, and when Carmelo turned 14, he started tinkering with an old Chrysler. He soon re-launched it, and he has been using it as his personal machine ever since.
Neither father nor son were too tall, but both were stocky and strong, especially Carmelo, who was rather hoarse. He had a strangely soft, husky voice that strongly reminded you of some of the menacing characters in the Godfather movies.
The car was beautiful on the outside, its dark green color returned to its original luster, and the engine was running in perfect condition when Bob Pratt visited Nunez.
Carmelo hasn't bothered to restore the interior yet, but he has installed additional dials and sensors on the dashboard to monitor engine performance. He also installed a radio and tape recorder, as well as stereo speakers. He liked to record his favorite music at home and then play it in the car when driving around in it.
On the evening of July 6, 1978, he was playing a cassette of contemporary music when he went with his father to Maipu, a suburb in southeastern Mendoza. They went there to talk to the man about making masonry for them. The same tape was still playing when they were driving home around 9pm, that is, at night.
On the way home, Carmelo started to take the Expressway exit when a new olive-green pickup truck seemed to appear out of nowhere behind them and drove past them, moving very fast. Then, as soon as the truck passed, it slowed down, as did Carmelo's car, although Carmelo never took his foot off the gas pedal.
A photo posted by Bob Pratt shows Carmelo Nunes (left) and Francisco Nunes posing at the entrance to the Expressway where the incident began.
Carmelo was a surprisingly uncooperative guy, and although he thought it was a little strange, he didn't think much about it. Then, as he pulled onto the motorway itself, the truck and motorway disappeared.
"Hey, Carmelo! What happened to the truck?" Francisco asked.
"I don't know," Carmelo said, surprised.
"Where is the road?"
"I don't know."
Both men were stunned. They were driving in total darkness, seeing nothing.
Carmelo Nunes told Bob Pratt:
"The headlights were on high beam, but we didn't see anything. For several minutes, none of us saw anything. Everything was dark."
Long after the incident ended, both men became convinced that the truck and the highway had not disappeared at all. Instead, as Francisco said:
"WE disappeared! We didn't know what had happened. We felt that he was lost. Then, a few minutes later, the car drove very quickly into a city. We were driving very, very fast, and the buildings just flew by."
He said the old Chrysler was speeding down the middle of a wide street lined with large buildings with rectangular Windows. The buildings were higher than they could see, and everything was red. An eerie red light shone from inside the buildings, and also reflected off something high above them.
"Where are we?" Francisco asked many times, which should have been the first.
"I don't know," Carmelo said, trying to figure it out.
"It looked like "one endless building with red light shining from both inside and outside. I couldn't look down because my head was spinning. I was sick."
"Everything was red. The Avenue was 50 to 60 meters wide, and all the buildings started from the road and went straight up, very high. We couldn't see the tops of the buildings because everything was reddish. The light came from above. It was a reflection, and it lit up the whole city. There were no clouds. It was the ceiling, not the sky."
They saw no curbs, no sidewalks, no doors, no cars, hydrants, or signs, no people, no animals, no trees... nothing but tall, endless buildings on either side, as far as they could see.
Carmelo usually never drives faster than fifty miles an hour, but he felt that they were going at least twice as fast, if not faster. He said:
"We were flying like a bullet."
Carmelo couldn't feel the street under his car.
"It felt like something else was driving the car, like it was driving on its own," he said. "The steering wheel seemed stationary and I couldn't turn it. It feels like the car is in the air, not on the street."
Halfway there, Francisco was very cold, even though he was wearing a jacket.
"I couldn't stand the cold," he said. "It was twenty degrees below zero!"
Carmelo was wearing only a green t-shirt over his shirt, and the cold didn't bother him.
"How beautiful it is," said Francisco.
Carmelo agreed, faintly aware of the unfamiliar music coming from his tape recorder.
"I couldn't understand what kind of music it was. It was very strange. It wasn't from my tape. It was very soft music. I've never heard that before."
But Francisco was hard of hearing and barely heard the music.
The car sped along the Avenue for what seemed like 15 minutes, and then the ride abruptly ended after this brief conversation between the two men:
"Where are we?" asked Francisco for the hundredth time.
"I don't know," Carmelo said again. "It looks like the Martians have captured us."
At that very moment, he said that about the Martians, the red city disappeared, and the two men found themselves on a familiar street. The long, silent ride instantly turned into a rumble and bounce as the car bounced along the railway tracks. They were located in the suburb of Godoy Cruz, 6 km from the exit to the Expressway.
When they got home, Carmelo's mother asked why they were late, and Carmelo answered:
"We went where no one goes."
He refused to tell her anything else, and Francisco did not explain what Carmelo meant. For almost three weeks, none of the men told anyone about the incident.
"We felt like our minds were blocked," Francisco explained. "Then one day at work, I was talking to my boss, and suddenly I felt like my mind was open, and I told him what happened to us."
Francisco accepted his experience, but didn't understand what happened or why.
"I can't imagine why this happened to me," he said. "I felt that we were not on earth. I think we were taken somewhere, I don't know. After this happened to me, I felt that I had more knowledge, more strength."
Bob Pratt then worked for the National Enquirer and, at the direction of his editor, hypnotized two men. Both said that they saw several large tunnels, like entrances to underground garages, which neither of them mentioned in the interview.
Under hypnosis, Carmelo also said that he, his father and his mother saw two UFOs hovering over Mendoza one night last January, which both hinted at in interviews but declined to discuss.
None of the men saw a UFO on the night of their accident, and there are no known witnesses to what happened to them on the Expressway. However, on the same day, UFOs were spotted in Mendoza.
Among the witnesses were two watchmen in the suburb of Godoy Cruz, Marcos Ricardo Palma (35), and Hilberto Caballero (48).
Just before dawn, they said, they watched a fleet of UFOs appear to be playing chase among the tall concrete light pylons of the then-new soccer stadium. Two men stopped cars and buses to point out what was happening. They said at least fifty other people watched.
This happened when the Caballero's shift ended at six in the morning, and it was replaced by a palm tree. When Palma arrived just before six, he noticed something moving in the dark sky.
"It went about five hundred meters, made a turn and came back," Palma told Pratt. "It was still very dark at the time. We thought it was a cloud, but it was moving too fast, and when it flew over the stadium again, we realized it wasn't. The stadium's security lights were on and we could see the lights reflected in the facility's Windows, and then we saw other facilities.
They were round and very bright, forming a figure of eight around the light pillars. There were twenty-five or thirty of them. They had green Windows, and they were the size of a small foreign car, maybe two or three meters in diameter.
We stopped buses and cars, and about fifty people saw it with us. We couldn't believe they were flying saucers. I have no doubt that they were not planes or helicopters. There was no noise. After 25 or 30 minutes, they suddenly disappeared and moved North very quickly."
Caballero tells about the same story, but believes that the UFO was much larger.
"There was a whole cloud of them, maybe five hundred, in perfect formation, maneuvering and avoiding light columns," Caballero said. "I was very impressed."
The items looked conical, with Windows at the top. They were small, but they could fit two people. They had dark green Windows, and the rest was silver. There were Windows all over the top.
"Further North, there seemed to be a much larger object, more rounded, thicker, and very large. He sat motionless in the air. Around six-thirty in the morning, all the UFOs flew North. I didn't see much of it at the time. I was distracted by people and didn't notice when he left."
Several UFO groups in Mendoza investigated the incident involving Francisco and Carmelo Nunes, checking information from the police, neighbors, and others.
"Our group interviewed a lot of people about Nunes' men, and we found that they were very honest, " Vittorio Corradi told Bob Pratt. "We sent four people to their neighborhood to interview neighbors and merchants about the father and son, and we found that they are considered honest, reliable, law-abiding people who are good mechanics."
Corradi said his group, the Instituto de Estudios de Fenomenos Extra Humanos, worked with the Mendoza police to investigate UFO incidents.
Adolfo Siniscalchi, then twenty-eight years old, a Junior inspector in the intelligence Department of the Mendoza provincial police, confirmed this:
"We are not officially investigating the UFO phenomenon as such, but we are concerned about the public's response to UFO sightings because there have been so many cases," Siniscalchi told Pratt at the police Department. "There have been many UFO cases and the public reaction has been high. There was a lot of anxiety. Some people are worried and some are scared.
We do study UFO cases informally. We looked at the Nunes case more closely, because Nunes sometimes repair police cars, and we know them. They are honest and reliable people. We don't think they made up this story.
We went to the site and investigated. We don't know what happened to them, but we feel that something has happened to them. Even though no UFOs have been seen, we believe this is part of the UFO phenomenon."
Dr. Alfredo Stefanelli, the doctor who hypnotized the two men, told Pratt:
"In fact, these people were telling the truth. They think it really happened to them. I believe that they are not educated enough to come up with such a story, and the incident itself is too complex to be made up.
A double hallucination is unlikely. It would be very strange if two people had the same thing. And then one had a hearing problem and the other didn't. If it was a double hallucination, both of them would have heard the music, despite their hearing problems."
Another doctor who was a UFO researcher also believed that the Nunezes were telling the truth. This is Dr. Carlos Wittenstein, who was then 43 years old, a cardiologist, geriatrician, and ufologist, together with a colleague, Dr. Hector Berserra, conducted a series of tests of men and worked with them for many hours. He also believed that the Nunes were telling the truth:
"They always told the same story every time without contradiction. In this case, there is no fraud. Since 1968, Dr. Berserra and I have investigated two hundred and seventy-two UFO cases, and we believe that only five of them are true. The Nunes case is one of them. In these five cases, people always tell the same story, about the same experience, about the red city, about everything. They all tell the same story about the red city."
Original news
The case appeared in the Cronica newspaper, Buenos Aires, Argentina, on August 30, 1978, and in later issues. It was investigated by a local ufologist, Vitorio Corradi, language and literature professor in Mendoza, Argentina. Lastly, it was re-examined on-location spot by the US ufologist Bob Pratt who again heard the alleged witnesses in November 1978.
These were Francisco Nuñez, 66 at the time, and his son Carmelo Nuñez, 23 at the time. They lived in Mendoza, capital of the Province of Mendoza, in Argentina, an attractive city with sidewalk cafes and streets that are lined with tens of thousands of trees. It is in the wine country of western Argentina, on a line between Buenos Aires and Santiago, Chile.
Francisco Nuñez was a car mechanic who worked for the Mendoza Provincial Ministry of Labor. He was responsible for keeping the ministry’s vehicles, including police cars, in working order.
Carmelo Nuñez was also a mechanic, and in their spare time, he and his father fixed up old cars in a repair shop at their home and sold them. In 1933, when Francisco was a young man, his parents gave him a new American Chrysler four-door sedan. He drove it for many years and eventually retired it, putting it up on blocks. The years passed and when Carmelo turned 14, he began to tinker with the old Chrysler. Before long, he had it running again and ever since has used it as his personal car.
Neither the father nor the son was overly tall but both were stocky and strong, especially Carmelo, who was quite husky. He had a strangely soft, gravelly voice that reminded you strongly of some of the menacing characters in The Godfather movies.
The exterior of the car was beautiful, its dark green restored to its original luster, and the engine ran to perfection when Bob Pratt visited the Nuñezes.
Carmelo had not gotten around to restoring the interior yet, but he had installed extra dials and gauges on the dashboard to monitor the engine’s performance. He had also put in a radio and tape deck as well as stereo speakers. He liked to tape his favorite music at home and then play it in his car when he was driving around.
On the evening of July 6, 1978, he was playing a tape of modern music when he drove his father to Maipu, a suburb on the southeastern side of Mendoza. They went there to talk to a man about doing some masonry work for them. The same tape was still playing when they started driving back home around 9 p.m., so, in the night.
On their way home, Carmelo started to drive onto an expressway ramp when a new olive green pickup truck seemingly came from out of nowhere behind them and passed them, going very fast. Then, as soon as the truck had passed, it slowed down, and so did Carmelo’s car, even though Carmelo never took his foot off the gas pedal.
This picture, published by Bob Pratt, shows Carmelo Nuñez, at left, and Francisco Nuñez, posing at the entrance to the expressway where the incident began.
Carmelo was a curiously uncurious fellow and although he thought this was a little odd, he didn’t think much about it. Then, just as he drove onto the expressway itself, the truck and the expressway disappeared.
“Hey, Carmelo! What happened to the truck?” Francisco asked.
“I don’t know,” Carmelo replied in surprise.
“Where’s the road?”
“I don’t know.”
Both men were stunned. They found themselves driving in total darkness, unable to see anything.
Carmelo Nuñez told Bob Pratt: “The headlights were on high beam but we couldn’t see anything. Neither of us could see anything for a few minutes. Everything was dark.”
Long after the incident was over, both men became convinced that the truck and the highway had not disappeared at all. Instead, as Francisco said, “WE had disappeared! We didn’t know what had happened. We felt we’d lost our way. Then, some minutes later, the car very swiftly entered some city. We were going very, very fast and the buildings were just flying by.”
He said the old Chrysler was racing down the middle of a broad avenue lined with big buildings with rectangular windows. The buildings reached higher than they could see and everything was red. The eerie red light was shining from inside the buildings as well as being reflected from something high above them.
“Where are we?” Francisco asked for what was to be the first of many times.
“I don’t know,” Carmelo said, trying to figure it all out.
To Francisco, it looked like “one unending building with the red light coming from inside as well as outside. I couldn’t look down because it made me dizzy. I felt seasick.”
“Everything was red. The avenue was 50 to 60 meters wide and all the buildings started from the road and went upwards completely straight, very tall. We couldn’t see the tops of the buildings because everything was reddish up there.”
“The light came from above. It was a reflection and it lighted the whole city. There were no clouds. It was a ceiling, not a sky.”
They saw no curbs, no sidewalks, no doors, no cars, hydrants or signs, no people or animals, no trees… nothing but the tall, unending buildings on either side as far as they could see.
Carmelo normally never drives faster than fifty miles an hour, but he felt they were going at least twice as fast, if not faster. He said: “We were going as fast as a bullet.”
Carmelo couldn’t feel the street under his car. “It felt like the car was controlled by something else like it went by itself,” he said. “The steering wheel seemed fixed and I couldn’t turn it. The car felt as if it was in the air and not on the street.”
Midway in their journey, Francisco got very cold, even though he was wearing a jacket. “I couldn’t stand the cold,” he said. “It was like twenty degrees below zero!”
Carmelo was wearing only a green jersey over his shirt and wasn’t bothered by the cold.
“How beautiful it is,” Francisco said in wonder. Carmelo agreed, faintly aware of unfamiliar music coming from his tape deck. “I couldn’t make out what kind of music it was. It was very strange. It wasn’t from my cassette. It was very soft music. I’d never heard it before.” But Francisco was hard of hearing and barely heard the music.
The car hurtled down the avenue for what seemed at least 15 minutes, and then the journey came to an abrupt end after this brief exchange between the two men:
“Where are we?” Francisco asked for the umpteenth time.
“I don’t know,” Carmelo said once again. “It seems the Martians have taken us.”
At the very moment, he said that about Martians, the red city vanished and the two men found themselves on a familiar street. The long, noiseless ride instantly became one of rattles and bounces as the car jounced over railroad tracks. They were in the suburb of Godoy Cruz, 6 kilometers from where they had entered the expressway.
This picture published by Bob Pratt shows Carmelo Nuñez, at left, and Francisco Nuñez.
When they got home, Carmelo’s mother asked why they were late and Carmelo replied: “We went to a place where nobody goes.”
He refused to tell her anything more and Francisco would not explain what Carmelo meant. For nearly three weeks, neither man told anyone about the incident.
“We felt as if our minds were blocked,” Francisco explained. “Then, one day at work I was talking with my boss and suddenly I felt as if my mind had been opened up and I told him what had happened to us.”
Francisco accepted his experience but didn’t understand what happened or why.
“I cannot imagine why this happened to me,” he said. “I felt we were not on earth. I think we were taken someplace, where I don’t know. After this happened to me, I have felt like I have more knowledge, more strength.”
Bob Pratt was then working for the National Enquirer, and under instructions from his editor, he had the two men hypnotized by a physician. Both told of seeing several large tunnels, like entrances to underground parking garages, something neither of them had mentioned in the interviews.
Under hypnosis, Carmelo also said that he, his father and his mother had seen two UFOs hovering over Mendoza one night the previous January, something that both had hinted at in the interviews but had refused to discuss.
Neither man saw a UFO the night of their experience, and there are no known witnesses to what happened to them on the expressway. However, UFOs were seen in Mendoza the same day.
Among the witnesses were two watchmen in the suburb of Godoy Cruz, Marcos Ricardo Palma, 35, and Gilberto Caballero, 48.
Just before dawn, they said, they had watched a fleet of UFOs seemingly playing a game of chase in and out among the tall concrete light pylons of the city’s then-new soccer stadium. The two men stopped cars and buses to point out what was happening. They said at least fifty other people also watched.
This happened as Caballero’s shift was ending at six a.m. and Palma was taking over. When Palma arrived just before six, he noticed something moving in the dark sky.
“It went about five hundred meters, made a turn and came back,” Palma told Pratt. “It was still very dark at the time.”
“We thought it was a cloud, but it was moving too fast and when it went back over the stadium we realized it wasn’t. The stadium’s security lights were on and we could see the reflection of the lights on the windows of the object, and then we saw more objects.
“They were round and very bright, going in a figure-eight pattern in and out around the light poles. There were maybe twenty-five or thirty of them. They had green windows and were about the size of a small foreign car, maybe two or three meters in diameter.”
“We stopped buses and cars and about fifty people saw these things with us. We couldn’t believe they were flying saucers. There’s no doubt in my mind that these things were not planes or helicopters. There was no noise.” “After 25 or 30 minutes, they suddenly disappeared, going north very fast.”
Caballero tells much the same story, but he believes there were many more UFOs.
“There was a whole cloud of them, maybe five hundred, in perfect formation, maneuvering and avoiding the light columns,” Caballero said. “I was very impressed.
“The objects looked conical and had windows on top. They were small, but two people could fit inside them. They had dark green windows and the rest was silver. There were windows all the way around the tops.
“Further to the north there seemed to be a much larger object, rounder and fatter and very big. It was sitting in the air motionless. About six-thirty a.m., the UFOs all went north. I didn’t see the big one at that time. I was distracted by the people and didn’t notice when it left.”
Several Mendoza UFO groups investigated the incident involving Francisco and Carmelo Nuñez, checking with police, neighbors, and others.
“Our group interviewed many people about the Nuñez men and we found them to be very honest,” Vitório Corradi told to Bob Pratt. “We sent four people into their neighborhood to question neighbors and tradesmen about the father and son and we found they are considered to be honest, reliable, law-abiding people who are good mechanics.”
Corradi said his group, the Instituto de Estudios de Fenomenos Extra Humanos, worked with the Mendoza police in investigating UFO incidents. Adolfo Siniscalchi, then twenty-eight and a sub-inspector in the Intelligence Division of the Mendoza Provincial Police, confirmed this:
“We don’t officially investigate the UFO phenomenon as such but we are concerned about public reaction to UFO sightings because there’ve been so many cases,” Siniscalchi told Pratt at the police headquarters. “There have been a lot of UFO cases and public reaction has been high. There’s been a lot of anxiety. Some people are uneasy and some are scared.”
“We do look into UFO cases, unofficially. The Nuñez case we looked at more closely because the Nuñezes sometimes repair police cars and they’re known to us. They are honest and reliable people. We don’t think they invented this story.”
“We went to the site and investigated. We don’t know what happened to them, but we feel something did happen to them. Even though no UFO was seen, we consider it to be part of the UFO phenomenon.”
Dr. Alfredo Stefanelli, the physician who hypnotized the two men, told Pratt: “Basically, these men were telling the truth. They believe this actually happened to them. It is my opinion that they are not educated enough to have made up such a story, and the incident itself is too elaborate to have been made up.” “A double hallucination would be very unlikely. It would be very strange if two people had the same thing. And, then, one had a hearing problem and the other doesn’t. If it had been a double hallucination, both would have heard the music regardless of the hearing problem.”
Another physician who was a UFO investigator also believed the Nuñezes were telling the truth. He is Dr. Carlos Wittenstein, then 43, a cardiologist, geriatrist, and also ufologist, with a colleague, Dr. Hector Bercerra, put the men through a number of tests and worked with them for many hours. He also believed the Nuñezes were telling the truth:
“They always told exactly the same story each time with no contradictions.” “There is no fraud in this case.” “Since 1968, Dr. Bercerra and I have investigated two hundred seventy-two UFO cases, and we believe only five are true cases. The Nuñez case is one of them.”
“In these five cases, the people always tell the same thing, the same type of experience, the red city, everything. They all tell the same story about the red city.”
A photo posted by Bob Pratt shows Carmelo Nunes (left) and Francisco Nunes.
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