[CNI News receives a variety of first-person reports of unusual close encounters. This one, received on Sept. 18, 1995, has the classic feature of electrical disruption often associated with UFO phenomena. The author's name is withheld to preserve privacy. The full text of his letter follows.]
For two and a half years now I have been wrestling with an experience I had while working as a truck driver in New Mexico. It was about 40 miles west of Demmings, at 2:39 a.m. on highway I-10.
At the time I was not really concerned about UFOs or ETs, just listening to the radio and chit-chatting with other drivers, most of them eastbound, when I saw what looked like a fire over some hills to the north of me. I pulled my truck onto the emergency strip and climbed into the passenger seat to get a better look. It really didn't look like any flames, it was something like a continuous glow. What was really weird about it was that there were distinguished borders, if you know what I mean. [The writer implies that the glow had a distinct outline -- ed.]
Anyway, I don't know why, but I decided to see if I could get a closer look. So I locked my truck (engine running, keep the AC going etc. -- truck drivers never cut the engine off) and got my flashlight out of the side box. In spite of the glow, everything around was pitch black. It looked about 300 to 400 yards off the road. I was about half the way there, when my flashlight quit. I looked back and decided to keep on going. After a few more steps it turned absolutely silent. Previously I could hear only my truck; however, it had suddenly stopped running.
The glow was right over the ridge in front of me. I went ahead and I still can feel the speed my heart was racing when I reached the rim. The light was so bright that I couldn't see anything at all, absolutely nothing. The light was solid. I extended my hand and it virtually disappeared. I could not even see my hand.
Maybe I missed the chance of a lifetime, but I decided to turn around and go back to my truck. I already cursed myself for not changing or checking my filters, because it isn't fun bleeding and priming your fuel system in the middle of nowhere.
Now comes the part which really convinced me that there were some other forces involved. When I was about 30 feet from my vehicle, it just started up. Just like that. The lights came back on, my flashlight and the lights on the truck as well. This is not an easy feat, as anybody who knows anything about diesel engines knows.
This is the first time I've written this down. Maybe I can sleep better now.
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