The stillness of the night,,,,,, is an eerie peaceful silence that belies the true events taking place around us, People go out and feed their animals bring them into the shelter of barns, and outbuildings. they lock their vehicles for the night, and ease into those moments where attention to loved ones can finally and properly be expressed,and other responsibilities can be laid aside.
Someone nearby was involved in winding down for the day, supper was past and work shoes may have been exchanged for house slippers,, lights are everywhere were being turned down low. Even the nocturnal animals that waddle about the weeds and street sides, are librarian like in their quiet activities. Only their eyes burning coals in our headlights give away their presence. As pajamas are donned and hugs kisses goodnight are exchanged down the road , only a few miles away a set of Red and white lights rise from the deep woods.
It glides ever so slowly skimming the tops of the tallest tree’s not rising higher this night, before disappearing into the dark, , more creeping stalker this night ,It does not stop without purpose, though it’s form is lost in a blanket of matt black, Is there activity, between the huge lights that adorn its bottom.How do we know ? because just as it rose and patrolled ,,watched all that was below it, we rose and patrolled and found it in the camera’s eye.
What purpose would a machine at least 100ftlong , have lingering along the roadway, more like a bandit, just out of sight of the farms a mile or two away? What strategic importance could that rural highway have to Alien or Soldier alike,,and what might they wait there to claim, when mostly country folk travel the road? Another piece of the puzzle is a figure not far away a rocks throw from the road? this time elevated some how, hovering, or in a perch in a tree. The strange eyes and white face reminiscent of a creature we met once before ,, in a culvert again not that far away.
Who knows their exact place of rest, in the clouds with no lights to mark their position,? or where they appeared, parked in a clearing, their purpose ? anything. There is talk among researchers of tunnels and old mines and natural caverns being adapted for their use,,and that large numbers may well already inhabit them. Missouri is one of the most cavernous states in the union, with this natural feature is it a more attractive location for habitation?
The figure in the tree ,,,,,,,, human? the eyes don’t suggest it, they are large and round with a slit pupil,, the face seems unnaturally white,, one thing is apparent whatever its nocturnal mission, it seems very surprised, the mouth (if it is a mouth) is open and the whole appearance is one of the startled individual. If a person, the figure would likely be less shocked, very familiar with the function of a cameras flash. They might be caught off guard, but not to the degree of this being. No the eyes, the almost glowing skin,,, idon’t think so.
What do we make of this and other finds that night,? It’s just another night in Bates County. If it seems i am sarcastic or trivialize the information we bring here, you have misunderstood me. What would be your response to the knowledge that you live within a few miles of things that must be categorized as mythological, but can’t because you know with every fiber of your being they are real? who would you approach with this? how would you word it? How would you inform your world about subjects and issues the average man wont approach,, not unless he see’s it himself.
Answer those questions and you know where we are then. You are the ones still able to enjoy the moments i spoke of above.