Journalist N. Iskanderova published in May 1990 in the Uzbek newspaper Pravda Vostoka, Tashkent city, an article about an incredible incident that happened in the Nishan district of the Samarkand region.
The hero of the strange events is Tulkin Aitmatov, a student of the 11th grade of the secondary school of the Nishan state farm.
On that spring morning in 1990, Tulkin woke up as dawn broke. Trying not to wake anyone up, he pulled on a tracksuit, sneakers and jumped out into the street. I went with an easy run to the house of my friend Ilgor.
Now he will knock on the gate, a little sleepy friend will run out in response to the knock, and they will begin their morning workout. And then Tulkin will return home, have breakfast and go to school …
Alas, unexpected events disrupted the usual daily routine.
Tulkin Aitmatov reports:
“On the way, I had to cross an asphalt highway near the bridge. As soon as I stepped on it, I felt a strong pain in my eyes. Suddenly it became unbearably light. Something like a large bright red cylinder hung silently in the air at a height of about five-six meters. I became very scared. I don’t remember whether I called anyone for help. I only remember a kind of numbness, immobility of my legs, as if instantly stuck to the asphalt.
The cylinder landed on the highway about fifty meters from me. It broke vertically into two halves. And a tall creature in a silver suit stepped out of him. Shoulder-length gray hair. Hands - below the knees. Well, then I don't remember anything. Lost consciousness. I woke up in a soft comfortable chair.
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I see the sea foaming at my feet, the surf. I sit in a chair near the very edge of it. The water was kind of all rainbow - it happens when gasoline gets into a puddle. The sun was shining in the distance. Everything around sparkled, but did not tire the eyes with its sparkling. I was surprised by the mountains in the form of stalagmites, rising in the distance directly from the sea.
I looked around. Not a soul is around. I felt good and easy. It is not clear from where soft pleasant music sounded. I don't know what kind of melody it was - I had never heard such a melody before. My consciousness clouded again.
When I came to myself again, I saw that I was standing on the road - at the very place where the cylinder had landed. A car sped past me, almost knocking me off my feet and angrily beeping a short beep. It was raining heavily. Headache. I wanted to return home as soon as possible …
Returning home, Tulkin Aitmatov learned an amazing thing about himself. It turns out that he was absent for 23 hours, alarming not only his relatives, but the entire state farm, and even all the authorities in the regional center.
The mother was the first to sound the alarm. It was about seven in the morning, breakfast was cold on the table, and the son, who had gone two hours earlier for the morning gymnastic workout, was not there. The worried woman sent her other - the youngest - son to Ilgor to hurry Tulkin, - they say, he will be late for school. Ilgor replied that Tulkin did not come to him today, contrary to his custom.
At this point Tulkin's father was seriously alarmed. He reported the disappearance of his son to the police and to the school.
The search has begun. The operational group, which arrived from the regional center, was headed by the major of militia Kh. Sayfullaev. All Tulkin's classmates, local residents, a criminal investigation officer from the regional center O. Khusainov joined in the search. People walked around all the neighborhoods in the district, looked into irrigation ditches, fumbled in the bushes. The guy seemed to evaporate or fell through the earth.
What versions have not been put forward! Neither crime nor accident was ruled out. Interviewed those who drove or passed in the morning in this area. To no avail.
Our professional and amateur detectives did not take into account only one version - the possibility of a high school student's fantastic journey into some other world.
U. Pardaeva, an employee of the Nishan state farm, recalls:
- The day after the disappearance of the student it was raining very hard. I got up, as usual, early - around four in the morning. I went out into the yard to see if our puppy was left in the rain. There was a terrible darkness all around - on that very night the electricity was cut off on the state farm.
Suddenly a bright light appeared. I thought it was the powerful headlights of some car. However, the light flared up more and more. He literally blinded my eyes. I was greatly frightened by the strongest mysterious light that fell, it turns out, from heaven, and hastened to return from the yard to the house. I repeat, it was about four in the morning.
It was at this time that Tulkin Aitmatov realized that he had returned from nowhere to his native world - to Earth. He was kidnapped by someone unknown from her last morning at five o'clock in the morning.
Tulkin's father says:
- The son returned home in absolutely dry clothes, although it was pouring rain outside. I am surprised and perplexed!
The director of the secondary school of the Nishan state farm M. Yazdanov says:
- Tulkin Aitmatov is a serious guy. Good student. Not noticed in the desire to stand out, to attract attention. Shouldn't lie. However, this wild story of his about where he visited. I don't even know what to say here. Tulkin was somewhere for 23 hours! Is it really - in another world?