25 2016 Jul

Michalak Incident Part Two

Overjoyed at the prospect of communication he shouted out greetings in English. Receiving no response, in that language he proceeded to shout phrases of welcome he knew in French, Russian and German.
Confused by the silence, Steven ventured closer to the object. He wanted to look inside. His eyes stung from the purple light. Standing there the color tightened his chest his ears hurt from an intense ringing. Even so, his curiosity drove him to peer into the strange craft.
A series of beams and flashing lights crisscrossed a slanted corridor leading further into the craft. He reported hearing a faint hum, as two panels rose and another panel closed the aperture. This was the first sign of moving parts Michalak observed.
He felt compelled to touch the surface, be in contact with the outer wall. When his gloved hand rested on the silver disk for a couple seconds the blistering heat melted the glove and his hand. Instinctively he took a step back as he felt the pain from his seared hand.
The craft now appeared to be an opaque mirror, reflecting the trees and rocks surrounding it. Suddenly the saucer tilted to the left and he felt intense heat expelled through a vent. It singed his chest, set his shirt and undershirt ablaze. He tore these off and through them to the ground.
When he glanced up in pain the craft swiftly shot upward colors rotating around the exterior, until it vanished into a clear blue sky. Before leaving the Falcon Lake
Michalak gathered rocks and tree branches to mark the spot where the craft landed. Steven experienced severe stomach cramps and vomited repeatedly on his trek back to the motel. Once home his son took him to Misericord hospital for multiple burns. He exhibited a severe headache, second degree burns of his chest and abdomen, loss of appetite and fatigue.
Steven never prospered by his story. Many sources ridiculed his claims. He never recovered the costs for extensive tests and treatments due to his encounter. He even lost money on a pamphlet he wrote to try and tell his story in his own words. We are left to decide if his words are to be believed.