I can only speak with certain constraints because we are not allowed to talk in detail about these sacred things, or else the star ships will stop visiting us. Long before they were heard of in other parts of the world we, the people of Africa, had contact with these things and the creatures inside them. There are things that fly through the night that you call UFOs, which we in Africa call Abahambi Abavutayo, "the fiery visitors". My workers were convinced this was a ghost, and because I am a Christian myself, I believe it was a phantom or spiritual phenomenon of some sort. By the time he reached the spot, it was gone, but strangely enough, the sheep would not walk over the area where the object had been. The next day I sent one of the farm workers to fetch some sheep who were lost in the bush, and on his way back he said he saw an object straddling the road. This meant the car had disappeared through a closed gate, because I had been watching it when it disappeared and the gate hadn't moved. It was only the following morning that it occurred to me that when we reached the gate, it was closed. It was about 12.30 hours by now, so when we found nothing further we all went back home. Even my ears felt flushed with the heat and my workers and I were soaked with perspiration. As we approached the gate, I could feel heat coming up from the surface of the road, a really oppressive heat radiating from the ground. Despite the fact it had just rained, there were no tyre tracks or human tracks on the road. I took my torch, my rifle, four farm workers and my dogs, and we went out to the gate. This car, or object, stopped at my gate for a good 30 seconds and then drove on, as if the gate had been opened. I could see lights at the back, a row of red lights, and a front light which shone high enough to illuminate the tree tops. It was long and wide and made a low humming sound. I rubbed my eyes and face to make sure I wasn't still asleep, and I looked at the car again. those guys are coming to pinch my new engine on the borehole". One car pulled into my gate and I thought immediately, "Oh no. I watched as two cars passed each other, a strange sight, as there are usually few vehicles to be seen, and none at night. I got up and looked out of the bedroom window, which faces the front of the farm. On 5th February 1996 I woke up from a bad dream just after midnight, when I heard a car go past. My name is Johan Reitman and I farm near Feathersdorp, 150 km from Harare. It passed her twice, and the second time the figure had been covered in "rainbow colours". Kumbadzai told me that she had heard clicking sounds and been frightened, had hidden behind a wall and seen a figure in white. She was so disturbed by this event that she had found herself another job elsewhere. My enquiries led me to one of their guards, a woman named Kumbadzai, who had been on duty at the centre when she saw what she called a ghost. Opposite Lloyd's house is a teaching centre guarded at night by a security firm. Lloyd is now under the impression that the creature is called a UFO. When he arrived at school he told his friends about seeing a ghost in the night, but one of his friends suggested that it was a UFO. He slept fitfully for the rest of the night.Īt 6.00 the next morning he went to look where the creature had walked and found several footprints which he could not identify and which he attributed to the creature. He told me he was "asphyxiated with fear", and ran back into the house, jumped into bed and covered himself with his blankets. On its back the creature had a small satchel, attached to which was an aerial with a flashing red light. He was able to observe a small figure, about 1 metre high, with a head like a rugby-ball, dressed all in white overalls. He quickly went outside and hid behind a hedge to get a better view. He could hear the sound coming from up the road and when he glanced in that direction, he witnessed something very strange. He opened the front door and looked outside. It continued for some minutes, so Lloyd decided to check what it could be. Whilst thus engaged, he heard a clicking sound, not unlike a telephone dialling except there are no telephones in this area. This is what he told me.Īt between 1.00 and 1.30 on Mahe woke up and because he knew it would be quiet at that hour, he decided to do some studying for his exams. In November 1996 I went to Bindura, some 90 km from Harare, to interview a 17-year-old named Lloyd Karambakuwa, a student at the Hermann Gemeiner Secondary School, studying for his 0 levels.
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