Tamara Myzina lives in the city of Ashgabat. In 1990, when this story happened to her, she was about 40 years old. According to the woman, she was aboard a huge "flying saucer that looks like a donut."
At the end of June 1990, Tamara went to her mother's apartment to spend the night there. Fleeing from the fierce Ashgabat heat, my mother left for the whole summer to stay with relatives in Central Russia. Leaving, she asked her daughter to look from time to time in the house she had abandoned, to check if everything was safe there.
Late in the evening, Tamara spread out a bed in her mother's apartment, but was in no hurry to fit into it. The woman could not sleep. According to her, she stood for a long time on the veranda by the open window and thought, imagine, about the plurality of inhabited worlds.
“That would be great,” Myzina thought, looking into the night sky, “if some miracle, some brightly glowing UFO, were flying in the skies. And I would have seen him … The newspapers write that other lucky ones have seen UFOs, some even more than once. And I never had a chance to …”.
In those years, the press wrote a lot about UFOs, then there was just an incredible surge in the activity of "saucers" and there were many eyewitness accounts. So it's no surprise that Tamara really wanted to see this phenomenon herself.
With this single thought in her head, Tamara went to bed at about midnight. I turned on the air conditioner and went to bed.
Myzina recalls:
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- I slept soundly, without dreams. And suddenly, in the middle of the night, she woke up, awakened by shouts from the street. I hear two teenagers shouting: “UFO is flying! UFO is flying!..”I remember, I was surprised. I think: why are these boys not sleeping, but hanging around the courtyards at night? But then it dawned on me what they were shouting about. I was extremely happy - well, I will finally see! I wanted to jump out of bed, rush to the window.
It wasn't like that.
Tamara saw two people in the room - a man and a woman. The man stood at the head of her bed, and the woman sat in a chair opposite the bed. They were dressed in dark suits, similar to the uniforms of skaters. Each one was over two meters tall.
Myzina especially remembered that they had abnormally long necks, over which towered strange heads - large and stretched vertically, like cucumbers.
Tamara says:
- I was wildly frightened, all so and squeezed into bed. I decided they were thieves! And the next second I was blinded by a powerful beam of light that fell into the room from the veranda - through the open door.
Then Myzina heard a woman's voice, which said literally the following:
- We are aliens. Do you want to contact us?
“I want to,” Tamara answered in a frightened whisper. - Really want to. I am glad to see you … Uh … I welcome you to our Earth!
Further Myzina remembers vaguely, but insists that everything that happened then did not dream of her.
“I was carried feet first out of the apartment across the veranda,” she says. - My head was tilted to the left and seemed to hang down. It’s like I’m lying on some kind of stretcher. When they carried me out into the yard, I was illuminated by a wide beam falling obliquely from heaven. And suddenly I began to climb along that beam into the sky, flew up and obliquely across the yard.
Soon she found herself in some small boat, - she continues her story. - Inside was semi-darkness. The room was oval. In the wall there is a large window, an oval stretched horizontally. Stars twinkled in the window … Vaguely, as though through a haze, a man sits in front of the window with his back to me - well, sort of like a pilot. In front of him is something like a panel with buttons. A woman sits to my right and stares at me.
A few minutes later, one of the stars shining outside the porthole window suddenly became bright red and began to increase in size, while simultaneously stretching horizontally into a long red line. Then she disappeared.
It was replaced in the darkness beyond the window by a certain apparatus, similar to a donut with windows, like an airplane. He shone brightly and grew in size with every second. Myzina realized that the "boat" in which she was now flying up to the "donut", apparently huge in size.
At this moment, Tamara's companions began to talk animatedly in a language she did not understand. Their speech, according to Myzina, sounded like a mouse squeak.
“Then I had a memory lapse,” says Tamara. - Then I come to myself and see - I am lying on the floor in a very spacious oval hall. I remember the rest very clearly. Around me are rows of armchairs in three tiers. Men are seated in chairs. And I am lying in the center, like in a circus arena. Standing next to me in the arena is a man of about fifty years of age, very tall. And the second giant, who was younger, froze - also in the arena - a few steps away from the first.
I feel that some force is lifting me. From behind, something like a board rests on the shoulder blades and on the buttocks. Raised by that force, I froze in an inclined position - my heels touch the floor, and my body hangs in the air at an acute angle.
One of the two men in the arena said in a sonorous baritone:
- We are very concerned about the fact that you are building up arsenals of military missiles on Earth. Are you not scared? Don't you understand that you are preparing for collective suicide?
Tamara recalls:
I chuckled before answering. Then, with joy in her voice, she began to assure them that the situation on Earth had recently radically changed. We, she said, are now reducing weapons, destroying missiles, disarming. The man occasionally interrupted me with incredulous remarks, asking for details. It was felt that he did not really believe me. We had something like a discussion with him. I was getting excited, trying to convince him. And suddenly she lost consciousness.
Myzina regained consciousness at half past nine in the morning. She became aware of herself lying on the bed in her mother's apartment.
The woman's health was disgusting. With great difficulty, she dressed and went to work. All her bones, all her muscles ached as if an asphalt roller had been driven over her body. The pain subsided only after three days.
From A. Priima's book “XX century. Chronicle of the inexplicable. Phenomenon after phenomenon"