Once morning finally came, Chelsea and I nervously discussed the events of the past night - her version of the story was much more disturbing. At some point, she was awoken when she heard me let out a muffled moan, as if I was in some kind of trouble. Although she wanted to help me, she was completely paralyzed, only able to move her eyes. She looked down and saw a shadowy figure standing at the foot of our bed, watching us. The figure looked like it was wearing a cloak and maybe also a fedora hat, though it was hard to tell since it was so dark and unclear. Chelsea was sure, though, that the figure was responsible for her paralysis, as if it was holding her down with its mind, while somehow drawing energy from her fear. Finally, with all the effort she could muster, she managed to get out a bit of a squeak, at which point I woke up and the figure vanished. From here on, our stories matched: the flash and pop, followed by rattling at the window through the rest of night.
I’d like to dismiss this all as just a bad dream, but with what we both are positive we experienced after we’d awoke in the night, I’m not so sure. In the light of day, we checked out the area outside our window, looking for signs of any kind of electrical event. There was nothing there: no electrical box, no wires, no fuses, no burn marks; nothing but a pile of leaves. What could have caused that flash?
Our second night was thankfully uneventful, so on our third day we decided to hike up Cerro Uritorco, the hill around which all the paranormal happenings are said to be centred. We caught a quick taxi ride to the base of the hill, paid the $12 each at the registration office (pretty expensive just to use a trail!), and began the two and a half hour hike up to the top.
A world-renowned hotspot of paranormal activity and UFO sightings – Google “Cerro Uritorco” and check out the crazy UFO images that come up.
An area of high concentration of mystical energy, with explanations varying from giant underground quartz crystals to it being “located at the cross-roads of two different types of energy grid” (Borderlands Journal, 1993).
Believed to be hollow and home to a secret group of extraterrestrial beings (called “ERKS” standing for Energy Ray Kinetic Sun), with entrance only possible through secret portals that cannot be crossed by mortal man.
Something in the Sky
This was enough to peak our interest, so we got comfortable and did our best to summon the visitors while keeping our eyes on the sky. What we saw completely blew our minds. All I can really say is, WOW.
After doing some more detailed web research on Cerro Uritorco, I came up with a few interesting details:
“…people believe that there is a kind of intraterrestrial city in Cerro Uritorco, and this hill is in fact hollow inside. People from there would be the Erks that go out at night and “contact” special people from the sky via light signals or telepathy.” (unicotrip.com, 2013) Could it have been an ERK that was paralyzing Chelsea with its mind that night?
“Rare light visions have fed speculation that UFOs occasionally land around the Uritorco. One rational explanation for the phenomenon could be that under certain meteorological conditions the rock, rich in quartz, favours electric discharges of sparks, also known as St Elmo's fire.” (ufocasebook.com, 2007) Could this be what happened just outside our window? St. Elmo’s Fire?
At any rate, we without a doubt saw something in the sky that day. I have no idea what it was, but the experience has radically transformed my views on intelligent life in the Universe. I never actually believed that there was something truly special about Earth; that in a near-infinite Universe consisting of billions of other planets, only Earth could harbor intelligent life. Until now, though, I’d been confident that if intelligent life did discover us then they’d be advanced enough to either remain completely secret and unseen, or simply wipe out humanity before we knew what hit us. I’m not so sure anymore…
That bit about the figure and the flash outside our window is true, though, for realsies. Creepy stuff!
Wishing you a night of chilly encounters,