I often wondered what I would do if I were to encounter an extraterrestrial or one of their crafts while in an awake state. Except for the height thing (which is part of a deeper fear), I'm pretty fearless (brag brag). There was an event, however, that tested my nerves simply because I refused to believe what my mind was perceiving. Be patient, you guys may enjoy this:
I had a weird feeling that night, as though the static electricity in the air was unusually high. I had a difficult time settling down to sleep, but eventually felt my eyelids getting heavy. Sleep soon overtook me, although it was a restless sleep at best. I tossed and turned and was unable to slip into anything but the lightest sleep.
At around 3 in the morning, that magical hour reserved to stray cats and the hopelessly insane, what little sleep I had gotten was negated by a bright light illuminating the room. The light was steady and eerily familiar, but I couldn't place the memory save for a dark corner of my mind that I don't like to go to very often. This light was accompanied by a high-pitched vibrato sound. I could detect movement in the light. It stayed there for what seemed to be an eternity, "whistling" while the mysterious shapes seemed to move closer to my window.
As I said, I'm pretty fearless. That night I was paralyzed with confusion and the terror of what I had perceived but dared not accept. There was no way this could be happening! After what felt like a lifetime, I steeled myself to the challenge and sat up, staring the intruders eye to eye.
It was a '74 Pinto with stuck high-beams and a squeaky fan belt, temporarily stopped facing my house and dropping off my neighbor.
This is a true story. It happened to me for real in March 1999. Have all the fun you want to with it. I almost died laughing at myself.
[This message has been edited by Oxygen (edited July 06, 2000).]