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carpet, and I got on the settee, and I didn’t<br />
k n ow how long I was there. Ooh! I was<br />
dead!” (Budden, 1988). She lay incapacitated<br />
until five o’clock that afternoon. Fi n a l l y, her<br />
s t rength was sufficiently re s t o red so that she<br />
was able to phone her husband, a neighbor,<br />
and the police.<br />
In vestigators found an oval-shaped imp<br />
ression in the backyard snow. Hingley complained<br />
that her clock, radio, and television<br />
we re no longer functioning. The cassette<br />
tapes that she said the beings had touched<br />
we re ruined. She suffered a range of physical<br />
d i s c o m f o rts in her eyes, ears, and jaw. He r<br />
doctor became alarmed enough about her<br />
well-being that he ord e red her to stay home<br />
f rom work for two weeks. As outlandish as<br />
her story sounded, investigators did not<br />
doubt her sincerity.<br />
See Also: Close encounters of the third kind<br />
Further Reading<br />
Budden, Alfred, 1988. “The Mince-Pie Martians:<br />
The Rowley Regis Case.” Fortean Times 50 (Summer):<br />
40–44.<br />
Miniature pilots<br />
One day in 1929, according to a story she<br />
told many years later, a five-year-old girl and<br />
her eight-year-old brother were playing in the<br />
garden of their Hertford, Hertfordshire, England,<br />
home when they heard an engine<br />
sound. It was coming from a nearby orchard<br />
and over the garden fence. As its source came<br />
into view, the children saw a tiny biplane,<br />
with a wingspan of no more than twelve to fifteen<br />
inches, descend and land briefly by a<br />
garbage pail. During the few seconds that it<br />
was on the ground, both children got a clear<br />
view of a figure they described as a “perfectly<br />
proportioned tiny pilot wearing a leather flying<br />
helmet,” who they said, “waved to us as he<br />
took off.”<br />
The sight so unsettled the two that it wasn’t<br />
until they were well into their adult lives,<br />
around 1960, that they spoke of it to each<br />
other. “I have no explanation to offer,” the<br />
woman said, “but I do know that this was not<br />
Monka 177<br />
a figment of my imagination” (Creighton,<br />
1970).<br />
In a UFO-age counterpart to this strange<br />
story, a Seattle woman reported that around 2<br />
A.M. one night in late August 1965 she awoke<br />
paralyzed. Unable to speak or move, she<br />
watched helplessly as a football-shaped gray<br />
object sailed through her open window and<br />
hovered over a carpet in her bedroom. As the<br />
tiny UFO prepared to land, three tripod legs<br />
dropped from it. Once settled on the floor,<br />
the UFO let out a ramp, down which stepped<br />
five or six miniature beings clad in tight-fitting<br />
uniforms. They then engaged in what appeared<br />
to be repair work on their craft. On<br />
completing the job, they walked up the ramp<br />
and into the ship and flew away. At that<br />
point, the witness found that she had regained<br />
normal mobility.<br />
It seems likely that this second incident was<br />
a hallucination of a kind frequently associated<br />
with sleep paralysis.<br />
Further Reading<br />
Creighton, Gordon, 1970. “A Weird Case from the<br />
Past.” Flying Saucer Review 16, 4 (July/August):<br />
30.<br />
Hufford, David J., 1982. The Terror That Comes in<br />
the Night: An Experience-Centered Study of Super -<br />
natural Assault Traditions. Philadelphia, PA: University<br />
of Pennsylvania Press.<br />
Keel, John A., 1970. UFOs: Operation Trojan Horse.<br />
New York: G. P. Putnam’s Sons.<br />
Monka<br />
Monka first surfaced as the disembodied voice<br />
of a Martian on a tape owned by contactee<br />
Dick Miller. Miller played the message at the<br />
April 1956 Giant Rock Interplanetary Spacecraft<br />
Convention, telling the audience that<br />
the voice had mysteriously appeared on a tape<br />
inside a sealed can. The message had Monka<br />
(“I am what you would call the head of my<br />
government”) promising, “On the evening of<br />
November 7, of this your year 1956, at 10:30<br />
P.M. your local time, we request that one of<br />
your communications stations remove its carrier<br />
signal from the air for two minutes”<br />
(“Mon-Ka of Mars,” 1956). From ten thou-