It was a clear night in a small community near San Francisco, California when a mysterious blue light was seen by several residents as it fell from the sky. The next morning, a none-too-bright man in his early twenties went to check out the field...

When I first saw Arron, he was lying on the floor of the Thompson's bedroom, still as death. β€œHey! Are you okay?” I prodded him with my toe. Then I crouched down and shook him, like mad, until his eyes fluttered open. β€œDon’tΒ doΒ that!” he yelled in my face....