|Occurred : 8/7/2013 02:00 (Entered as : 08/07/13 2:00)
Reported: 2/7/2014 11:53:51 PM 23:53
Location: Lassen National Forest, CA
|chased in our car by many lights.
August 7, 2013
My daughter (age 23) and I were moving to Reno, NV. We had driven from Seattle, down I-5, then took CA 89, then CA 139 towards Susanville, Ca.
It was about 2 in the morning. The road we were on was a two lane, winding this way and that, curving, going up and down in the mountains, speed limit 55. On each side of the road, there was the area that is cleared out of brush and trees. Up ahead of us I would catch the lights of what looked like the flashing lights of a slow moving semi truck. It was a ways ahead of us and we would see it, then it would disappear as the road wound a certain way, or trees got in the way, then reappear again a few minutes later. We really were not paying much attention to it. It was a pretty night and a quiet road with very little traffic. We had a deadline to meet in Reno, NV., and were not about to stop to sleep. As I always seem to do while driving dark roads, I was picking out places and signs along the road.
We were slowly catching up to the flashing lights of the slow moving semi.
We were several curves away from those lights and I was wondering why the semi was going so slow, the road was neither steep nor dangerous. We went around a couple more curves and suddenly was behind those lights. It was not a semi truck.
In each of the two lanes of traffic there was a triangle of three orange lights. Each triangle of lights was higher than my car. Going into the ditch and area cleared of trees and brush on each side of the road, was two lights in a row, and flashing red, like emergency flashers on any vehicle. So it was, two flashing lights in a horizontal row on the right side ditch, a triangle of three lights in my lane of the road, a triangle of three lights in the left lane of the road, and two flashing lights in a row over the ditch on the left. Above the triangles of lights, was the distinct outline of a bridge, some kind of an overpass. In a straight line above each of the triangles of lights there were two more lights in a horizontal row, equaling four more lights, a white-ish color. These lights were above the top of the outline of the bridge, a good ten feet higher. Then there were three more white-ish lights in a horizontal row over the very top. This thing was huge.
When we came around that last curve and saw this thing, I immediately pulled over to the side of the road.
And then, this thing suddenly began moving towards us.
Fear hit, I did a u-turn and made the car move. I speed up to almost 80, that thing was staying right behind us. I started seeing the places go by that I had mentally picked out earlier, and prayed that we didn't hit any animal. About 10 miles down the road, I saw another vehicle coming towards us. We didn't slow down, went flying by him. I looked in my rear view to see what was happening. Those lights lifted up off the highway, the truck went underneath the lights, then the lights came back down onto the road. We were back on I-5 when we realized we couldn't see the lights anymore, but it took several more miles before the fear began to subside.
My dauhters dog was with us in the car, and not once did he bark or growl.
We went on to Hallelujah junction, slept maybe an hour, then continued on to Reno, arriving late afternoon on Aug.8th. We found the place where we were headed to, right next to BLM land.
Somewhere around 2 or 3 am, I am slowly waking up, I was in a conversation with someone. I remember being asked something about my body, and I said to go ask a scientist. I was asked why I didn't know the answer, and said there was no excitement for me in that area.
As I am now fully awake, I am hearing this voice ask me questions in my head, telepathically. I turned my head to look out the window, but the shade was down, and remember very clearly the sound of the voice, a bit mechanical, tingy, ask me one more question...”Why are you so afraid of us?” Right then my daughter's dog began growling and barking and acting like it was chasing something around the living room through the kitchen and back towards the bedrooms. For the next three nights in a row, at the same time, her dog would do those same actions. This dog rarely seems to bark at anyone. Yet for those four nights he would not settle down.
I am 55, female. Daughter is 23. Neither one of us had ever experienced a UFO sighting before this.