The Krasnodar newspaper "Sovetskaya Kuban" in its issue of May 25, 1990 reported this unusual incident: "A resident of Krasnodar, a labor veteran, a respected person in the team Vasily Aleksandrovich Pleshakov at 2 am on November 19, 1989 witnessed an unusual phenomenon, which he decided to tell only now…"
V. A. Pleshakov himself says:
- I myself do not know why I woke up in the middle of the night. Probably wakened by the shaking of the house from a passing freight train. I lie on the couch and stare at the flashes of light on the wall. The impression is that a convoy of cars is passing across the Kuban bridge located near my house. Who, I think, can't sleep? The military is undergoing training. He got up and went to the window. No cars visible on the bridge! And the light, I see, comes from the clouds in the sky.
Pleshakov saw a strong pulsing light between the clouds. Flash, break - 2-4 seconds, new flash, new break. Suddenly a narrow beam of yellow light struck from the "pulsar". The beam looked absolutely fantastic. Contrary to all the laws of nature, he was … broken! Its lower end rested somewhere on the ground behind the railway embankment, not far from which Pleshakov's house stood.
The eyewitness continues to recall:
- The broken zigzag consisted of three light segments of different lengths. He froze in the sky, as in a witch's dream. He hung motionless and was clearly visible. The light of the "pulsar" began to fade in the clouds. Meanwhile, on the beam, perpendicular crossbars began to appear successively, like paired processes or antennae. One pair, the second, the third - farther from the cloud.
When the fourth pair appeared, fireballs appeared at the ends of the branches of the first. And in this way, strictly observing the sequence and intervals, an extraordinary zigzag garland-staircase was lined up in the sky, its lower end abutting the ground behind the embankment.
The Pulsar went out. Only a broken staircase-garland with numerous rungs, at the ends of which fiery balls shone, shone brightly in the sky.
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“I had a pencil at hand,” says an eyewitness. - I hastily sketched on a sheet of paper what I saw outside the window … After a while, just as clearly as it had lined up before, the "magic ladder" began to remove its balls and rungs. They disappeared one after another from bottom to top.
The bright source of light pulsed again among the clouds. The broken luminous line, which remained without crossbars, was slowly drawn into the "pulsar". And he began to slowly fade away, continuing to blink. Here is the last faint flash … And that's all. Impenetrable darkness outside the window.
In conclusion V. A. Pleshakov said:
- And here's an amazing phenomenon! When I woke up in the morning, then … I did not remember anything. As if I didn’t wake up at night, didn’t go to the window … I started cleaning things in the room, I see a strange drawing on the table, which was not there when I went to bed in the evening. I stand there, holding a drawing in my hands, wondering, I don't understand anything. However, for some reason I cannot take my eyes off him.
And then in my head slowly, slowly, like a photographic print in a diluted developer, the details of the past night began to clear up. It was not a dream. I'm not a sleepwalker. And I don’t like to draw, not only at night, but also during the day. But here it is, the drawing - in my hands! If all this was in reality, then why did I not remember anything after waking up, although I never complained about memory?
From A. Priima's book “XX century. Chronicle of the inexplicable. From mystery to mystery"
