His name was Miguel and he appeared to be in his fifties. He owned a small country store selling food and beverages on a two-lane highway several miles outside of Betances, a small town on the southwestern end of the island of Puerto Rico.
His friend Benito, who owned an auto repair
shop nearby, said Miguel had a dream early one morning that his store was
being robbed. The dream was so vivid that he woke up so concerned that he
dressed and drove to the store.
When he got there, no one was robbing his store but he was surprised to see about ten cars filled with people in his parking lot. He didn’t know any of them. They had just stopped there because they’d seen something very strange. They said some very small people were walking down the road.
Benito said the small people looked human but their feet and hands were webbed, like ducks. They also had big heads and long ears, and they were walking toward a nearby lagoon.
Miguel didn’t believe what he heard and made jokes but the people in the parking lot insisted they were telling the truth. Then he saw the strangers too. He got back in his car and followed them, slowly, until they disappeared.
least, that was Benito’s story. When Jorgé Martin and I went to Miguel’s
store just ten days earlier and tried to talk to him, he was tight-lipped
and wouldn’t talk about what had happened .
Jorgé is one of Puerto Rico’s leading UFO researchers and is editor of Evidencia OVNI, a magazine about the paranormal. He’s also an artist, and he made good use of his skills as he gently worked to get Miguel to open up.
As Jorgé calmly told him what we had heard about that night, Jorgé took out a small notebook and began casually sketching the figure of an alien. It was short with long ears and long arms, a pear-shaped head, slanted eyes and so on (see sketch at left).
All during this, Miguel closely watched as Jorgé drew his sketch and soon Miguel began shaking his head.
“No?” Jorgé would ask. “Arms are too long? The feet…?”
Jorgé turned the page over and started a new sketch (right) as Miguel began telling him what was wrong with the first sketch. And before long Miguel was confirming what we had heard.
“The people parked outside my store were scared, apprehensive,”Miguel began. “They told me about these little creatures they'd seen. I didn't believe them and began joking with them. But then I saw the creatures too.
“There were five creatures, small, big headed with big, pointy ears, like in the sketch, three fingers on their hands and three toes on their feet. I don't know if they were dressed or not because everything was gray.”
The five beings were walking down the road away from the store. “I began following them," Miguel said. "They were walking along the road. Three were about four feet tall and the others about tree feet tall.
“I began following them and all of a sudden
they turned around facing me. And that's when I heard this fast-talking, babbling
sound, a high-pitched jargon. Their eyes were very bright, and the creatures
became enveloped by a very bright ball of light, like soldering light. That
light was more powerful than a car's headlights. "
He got the impression they were very
irritated with him, and he felt threatened.
He got the impression they were very irritated with him, and he felt threatened.
“It was almost a warning to leave us alone,"
Miguel said. "I was a little scared.
"I began following them again and that's when they came to this point in the bushes next to the bridge and jumped down into the stream and disappeared toward the lagoon.”
The lagoon, called Laguna Cartagena, is to the east and not far from the Sierra Bermejo mountain range, an area where a lot of UFO sightings had been reported. The bridge is about a mile from the store.
Miguel said that when the creatures turned back around after warning him away, the glow of light surrounding them disappeared.
This occurred early in the morning of August 31, 1990, a Friday morning, and we talked to him on September 9.
“The next day, Saturday," Miguel continued, "I went back to the bridge and looked down and saw their footprints in the mud. The drop to the stream was four or five feet.
“Then on Tuesday, September fourth, I got a phone call from someone speaking Puerto Rican Spanish, warning me not to say anything about this case or what I saw. There was no threat, but they told me not to say anything.
“I found it very strange because the telephone is a private one. No one knows it. It's under the name of another person. But this man knew I was staying there and he asked for me personally. Somebody else answered the phone and the man asked me for me.”