НЛО. Соединённые Штаты Америки

Location. Butler Pennsylvania
Date: March 20 1967 Time: 2245
Mr. Rible, and his daughter, Jean, took out the family car for a trip around the neighborhood in the hope of glimpsing some unusual lights. They had been seen earlier by Mrs. Rible who described them as “flitting around at low altitude”. The Rible home is in a sparsely populated area of scattered hous…es and farms. It is also a mile from a private airfield used by Cessnas and other light aircraft. The Rible family is familiar with night flying, and the lights seen by Mrs. Rible did not in any way conform to those seen at night on aircraft in the vicinity. It was the curious behavior of the unusual maneuvering lights that persuaded Mr. Rible and Jean to take the car and investigate them.
They saw nothing at first as they drove around the back roads of the Butler area, and decided to pull off the road, switch off the lights of their Volkswagen, and await events. They had been parked for a few minutes when Mr. Rible who had stepped out of the car for a better view, spotted two globes of light about a mile down the road and about 200ft up. They had a clear view of the lights which, when first observed, looked slightly smaller than the full moon appear to the naked eye. The objects traveled towards the Ribles, flying parallel to each other, and a little way apart. When about half a mile away, they changed places, but maintained the same parallel course, the same distance apart. But they now looked considerably larger, and although they shone yellow-white, they did not light up the area over which they traveled.
Both Mr. Rible and his daughter first thought they were observing two private aircraft, each with a landing light, coming to touch down on the highway where the car was parked; but there were several factors against this. There was no noise, private aircraft carry much smaller lights; and tight formation on a pitch-black night, culminating in a landing on an unlit narrow highway, was unlikely to be done, even by an experienced stuntman. The Ribles watched with increasing concern as the two globes of light appeared to land on the road a quarter of a mile away from them, at the foot of the gradient. They came up the slope at an estimated 70-80 mph, looking like lights of two motorcycles racing along, ten feet apart. While Mr. Rible stood paralyzed with fright next to the Volkswagen, Jean yelled to her father, “Oh my God!” They’re coming right at the car!”
Mr. Rible reached in through the car window and flicked on the headlights. The strange lights continued to approach on a collision course with the car—and then, fifty yards away from it, they vanished into thin air. The Ribles, crouching, tensed and bracing themselves for what they believed to be the inevitable impact, saw to their astonishment, a few yards away from the bonnet of their Volkswagen, a group of five figures, standing somewhat irregularly in a semi-circle. This was an additional shock which prompted them to swift action.
Within a few seconds the Ribles were back in their car. While her father was busy starting the car and reversing. Jean got a good look at the humanoids. According to her they stood there, about 10 ft from the car. They looked like human beings, but their faces were totally devoid of expression, and unlike a human face. Their eyes, if you could call them such, were horizontal slits about the length of the forefinger and thumb. She could not see any irises or pupils—just slits. Their noses were narrow and pointed, not unlike a human nose, and their mouths were slits like the eyes. Four of the figures were about 5ft 7” tall, and the fifth was considerably shorter—about 5ft. all wore caps with a flat top, non unlike baseball caps, beneath which blond hair was showing. The hair of the four taller figures was ear-length. The shorter humanoid had hair falling to the shoulders—she thought it might have been a woman. She didn’t get a good look at the ears. All five were dressed alike, somewhat sloppily, in gray-green shirts and trousers, not unlike a hunter’s outfit. The shirts, which were open at the neck, were worn outside the trousers. Everything was loose-fitting. The skin on their faces and hands was rough-looking—it resembled scar tissue or skin which has been severely burned.
“It gave us the creeps, seeing them just stand there doing nothing” said the witnesses. They heard no noise in connection with either the lights or the figures. Mr. Rible nearly broke the door handle trying to get into the car. When they started the engine, they had to reverse and then go forward and around the figures, to miss them. Under questioning Jean mentioned another point which she had at first deliberately refrained from mentioning. As the lights swiftly approached the car, coming down the road, she heard a chorus of voices in her head—not with her ears, but she seemed to sense them in her brain. The voices said, “Don’t move…don’t move…don’t move…” They kept repeating “Don’t move…but they dragged it out—Doooooonnnnnttttt mooooooovvveeee.” When the lights vanished, the voices stopped at once. Mr. Rible did not ‘hear’ the voices.