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This is amazing if it’s not made up.
The Air Raid from the Future
Authors Ron Edwards, C. B. Colby and John Macklin report a Forward to the Future spacetime slip experienced by a newspaper reporter and his photographer. (See http://www.messagetoeagle.com/threeoldtimetravelcases.php#.U6BPby974aU.)
“In 1932, newspaper reporter J.Bernard Hutton and photographer Joachim Brandt were assigned to do a feature story on the Hamburg, Germany, shipyard. They drove to the huge complex, interviews several executives and workers, and completed the assignment by late afternoon.
As they were leaving, the two newsmen heard the unmistakable drone of aircraft engines and looked up to see the sky filled with warplanes. Then they heard the city’s antiaircraft batteries opening fire as bombs began exploding around them.
Moments later, the area was a raging inferno as fuel tanks were hit. Warehouses were collapsing from high explosives and dock cranes were twisted into pretzels.
Hutton and Brandt realized this was no drill.
They rushed to the car as antiaircraft gunners began scoring hits on the bomber formation overhead. At the gate, Hutton asked a security guard if there was anything they could do to help but was told leave the area immediately.
Hutton and Brandt were confused when they drove into Hamburg. The sky had turned dark during the attack, but now it was clear and the city was serene. The busy streets were not indented with craters and the buildings were intact. No one seemed concerned as they went about their daily business.
Hutton and Brandt stopped the car and looked back toward the shipyard. Now they received another shock because they saw no black ribbons of smoke rising into the sky and no damaged buildings. What was happening?
Back at the newspaper office, Brandt’s pictures were developed and the two men got another surprise. Brandt had continued shooting film throughout the air raid, but his photographs showed nothing unusual. The shipyard looked as it did upon their arrival that morning. There was no evidence that a rain of bombs from enemy planes had destroyed the area, as they had witnessed.
The editor studied the photographs and wondered why Hutton and Brandt insisted they had been involved in an air attack. He dismissed their story and decided that they had probably stopped at a tavern for a couple of drinks on the way back to the office.
Just before World War II began, Bernard Hutton moved to London. In 1943, he saw a newspaper story about a successful raid by a Royal Air Force squadron on the Hamburg shipyard. He felt a cold shiver along his spine as he studied the photos. The scene of destruction was exactly as it appeared during his visit with Brandt in the spring of 1932.
There was only one thing different – Hutton and Brandt had witnessed the event 11 years before it happened. “

https://spacetimeslip.wordpress.com/posts-spacetime-slip-accounts/page/16/

 

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Avoidance of all the Xmas stuff monopolizing the media today gives me an opportunity to delve into this story.
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I'm not sure how much faith one should invest in the J. Bernard Hutton / Hamburg story, because ...

(First, some background ... )

"J. Bernard Hutton" was the Anglicized name used by one Joseph Heisler (Czech; born 1911; died 1982) - a productive writer who published under these and other names, including Jan Čech and Kurt Hausner. He was allegedly German-educated and circa 21 years old at the time of the alleged Hamburg incident, at which time he was presumably already an active Communist Party member and journalist for a Communist newspaper in Prague. In this early phase he was strongly anti-Nazi.

Soon after the 1932 incident he returned to Prague, continued his active Communist-related work, and migrated to the Soviet Union in 1934 to attend the Lenin School. He apparently become disillusioned with Communism (eventually turning as virulently anti-Communist as he had been anti-Nazi) and returned to Prague circa 1938. His political affiliations were apparently the reason he had to flee his native Czechoslovakia for London. During and following the Second World War he authored a number of books on Soviet espionage, spycraft, and the notion of a global Communist threat.

Reviews of Hutton's books on Soviet espionage (some of which were in turn reviewed or commissioned by the FBI and CIA) range from positive to dismissive. The less flattering ones conclude the books are a mix of old news, indirectly-obtained facts, popular rumors and / or sheer imaginative fiction.

By the 1950s or early 1960s he'd begun writing on paranormal topics, including a book - Healing Hands - purportedly describing his own miraculous recovery from impending blindness through the intervention of a psychic / spiritual healer.

Moving on ...

The book cited above as the origin of the Hutton story is itself a 2004 collection merging material from 5 earlier books published in 1988, 1991, 1992, 1996, and 1997. All these publication dates are later than Heisler / Hutton's death in 1982. This 2004 book can be accessed at Google Books:

https://books.google.com/books?id=v...BwYQ6AEwDXoECD0QAQ#v=onepage&q=hutton&f=false

The Hutton story begins on page 69.

I cannot locate any clues to the source(s) from which the 2004 compendium's authors drew Hutton's story. I'm not even sure the story was ever published by Heisler / Hutton himself. If it was ever published after Heisler / Hutton switched from politics to more paranormal topics, it would have been at least 30 years after whatever incident inspired it.

I'm unable to track down anything on Heisler / Hutton's colleague Joachim Brandt, who's variously described as a reporter or a photographer.

This story has been rehashed time and again in Fortean / paranormal circles, and some of the retellings are grossly distorted.

Most of the versions state Heisler / Hutton and Brandt were touring "The Hamburg shipyard" (singular). There were multiple shipyards in Hamburg proper as of 1932, operated by multiple companies. More specific accounts refer to the tour of "the Hamburg-Altona" shipyard (again, singular). As of 1932 Altona was an independent city not yet absorbed into Hamburg, which itself had multiple shipyards operated by multiple companies.

I mention the Altona angle because ... In the summer of 1932 there were major street clashes / riots between Nazi and Communist factions in Altona, culminating in a July 1932 melee resulting in 18 deaths, 15 eventual trials of Communists, and 5 beheadings (yes, I said beheadings).

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Altona_Bloody_Sunday

This incident would no doubt have been disturbing for a fervent young Communist such as Heisler / Hutton.

I ran across another possibly relevant tidbit. One of the smaller shipyard companies in Hamburg proper (and the only one to eventually resurrect itself after WW2) - Blohm & Voss - diversified into contract aircraft production in either 1932 or 1933 (most sources say 1933), specializing in seaplanes. Seaplanes coming to and / or leaving the B & V site supposedly used the river / harbor as their landing strip. I haven't found any clues regarding possible similar seaplane production activity by other nearby shipyard companies circa 1932.

I mention these two historical bits because in combination they provide a possible basis for a misremembered or creatively "spun" tale of large military-style aircraft traffic and dangerous violence somewhere in the shipyard precincts of Hamburg / Altona.
 

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Avoidance of all the Xmas stuff monopolizing the media today gives me an opportunity to delve into this story. View attachment 22070

I'm not sure how much faith one should invest in the J. Bernard Hutton / Hamburg story, because ...
Also I wouldn’t trust much of the material on messagetoeagle.
 

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I know Tom Sleman of the 'Haunted Liverpool' books has been mentioned a few times in this thread, but I don't think this particular case he documented has come up before.
Obviously, a 50 year-old story, told second hand, is lacking somewhat in acceptable provenance. Thought it was worth posting here though. It's an interesting case because, unlike most timeslip accounts that are alleged glimpses of times gone by, this one is suggestive of a hi-tech and militaristic future.
It does contain two common feature of timeslips, namely the "Oz Factor" (sudden unnatural silence) and unusual meteorological conditions - in this case an exceptionally heavy fog.

"In 2005, a woman visited me at Radio Merseyside to tell me how her late husband Jim, had been haunted by a very strange incident which had taken place at Charing Cross, Birkenhead in the 1950s when he was a policeman.
There had already been a terrible accident involving a police motorcyclist which had left Jim traumatised, and now, on this particular night, a dense fog had invaded Wirral and yet some idiotic motorists were still speeding towards the busy roundabout at Charing Cross where five roads converge.
A lorry had ‘conked out’ with the cold and Jim directed traffic in the thick fog around it, and visibility was that bad, he could hardly see anything beyond twelve feet.
A man on a bicycle ran into him at one point, and it was now the rush hour with dusk gathering.
All of a sudden, everything went as silent as the grave, and Jim could hardly see his gloved hand in front of his face because of the fog.
He could see no headlamps nor hear any engines – and then the policeman heard a low rumbling which shook the road and made Jim’s teeth chatter.
Whatever the thing was, it was coming his way – and then he saw its ghostly outline as it came from the direction of Grange Road West.
It resembled a military tank – but it was like no tank he had ever seen before.
It was enormous – as big as a house - and beams of red light shone from a dome on top of the weird vehicle and dazzled the shocked policeman.
He bolted to the left just in time, or he would have been crushed to pulp under the gargantuan caterpillar tracks of the unknown armoured vehicle, and then he saw something even more terrifying and inexplicable – a towering robotic figure about 20 feet in height – was marching towards him.
It was a grey silhouette, but as it approached, it slowed down and stooped – and a massive metallic hand made a grabbing motion towards Jim.
He ran off, and saw other similar giant robotic figures in the distance, but Jim then heard an explosion of traffic sound, and as the fog thinned, he found himself near the familiar Martins Bank building.
There was no sign of any gigantic tank or that mechanical Goliath.
Jim told no one about his frightening experience, and only told his wife about the incident many years later. I believe Jim entered some timeslip at Charing Cross and glimpsed a future war of some sort – hopefully a very long way off..."

(from https://www.wirralglobe.co.uk/news/15643275.haunted-wirral-a-weird-wirral-timeslip/ )

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I know Tom Sleman of the 'Haunted Liverpool' books has been mentioned a few times in this thread, but I don't think this particular case he documented has come up before.
Obviously, a 50 year-old story, told second hand, is lacking somewhat in acceptable provenance. Thought it was worth posting here though. It's an interesting case because, unlike most timeslip accounts that are alleged glimpses of times gone by, this one is suggestive of a hi-tech and militaristic future.
It does contain two common feature of timeslips, namely the "Oz Factor" (sudden unnatural silence) and unusual meteorological conditions - in this case an exceptionally heavy fog.

"In 2005, a woman visited me at Radio Merseyside to tell me how her late husband Jim, had been haunted by a very strange incident which had taken place at Charing Cross, Birkenhead in the 1950s when he was a policeman.
There had already been a terrible accident involving a police motorcyclist which had left Jim traumatised, and now, on this particular night, a dense fog had invaded Wirral and yet some idiotic motorists were still speeding towards the busy roundabout at Charing Cross where five roads converge.
A lorry had ‘conked out’ with the cold and Jim directed traffic in the thick fog around it, and visibility was that bad, he could hardly see anything beyond twelve feet.
A man on a bicycle ran into him at one point, and it was now the rush hour with dusk gathering.
All of a sudden, everything went as silent as the grave, and Jim could hardly see his gloved hand in front of his face because of the fog.
He could see no headlamps nor hear any engines – and then the policeman heard a low rumbling which shook the road and made Jim’s teeth chatter.
Whatever the thing was, it was coming his way – and then he saw its ghostly outline as it came from the direction of Grange Road West.
It resembled a military tank – but it was like no tank he had ever seen before.
It was enormous – as big as a house - and beams of red light shone from a dome on top of the weird vehicle and dazzled the shocked policeman.
He bolted to the left just in time, or he would have been crushed to pulp under the gargantuan caterpillar tracks of the unknown armoured vehicle, and then he saw something even more terrifying and inexplicable – a towering robotic figure about 20 feet in height – was marching towards him.
It was a grey silhouette, but as it approached, it slowed down and stooped – and a massive metallic hand made a grabbing motion towards Jim.
He ran off, and saw other similar giant robotic figures in the distance, but Jim then heard an explosion of traffic sound, and as the fog thinned, he found himself near the familiar Martins Bank building.
There was no sign of any gigantic tank or that mechanical Goliath.
Jim told no one about his frightening experience, and only told his wife about the incident many years later. I believe Jim entered some timeslip at Charing Cross and glimpsed a future war of some sort – hopefully a very long way off..."

(from https://www.wirralglobe.co.uk/news/15643275.haunted-wirral-a-weird-wirral-timeslip/ )

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I wonder if fog is a common factor?

And what a great story. Love it.
 

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I wonder if fog is a common factor?

And what a great story. Love it.
Yes, I liked that account too and, despite it being little more than hearsay from the middle of the last century, thought it was a worthwhile addition to this fascinating thread.

Fog as a common factor got me Googling into strange meteorological conditions.
There is a rare form of mirage known as Fata Bromosa or "Fairy Fog", which can distort the size, shape and apparent proximity of objects.
Is it possible that the then young policeman, already traumatised by a serious accident befalling a colleague of his, witnessed a genuine military convoy pass by (possibly from nearby RMR Merseyside) and saw a 1950s heavy tank, such as the Centurian and some marching soldiers, rendered distorted and apparently monstrous by the fog?
That doesn't explain the sudden silence or the disappearance of the military hardware and return of the normal traffic, but I guess we have to consider possible rational explanations.

https://books.google.co.uk/books?id=VU-E5nNUyzYC&pg=PA70&lpg=PA70&dq=fata+bromosa,+or+fairy+fog&source=bl&ots=YFsdXerbqK&sig=ACfU3U2Tackm16t3cvbwKIP1OiMWpW7idA&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwjMtruH3tfmAhXmQhUIHU3PD_wQ6AEwCnoECAMQAQ#v=onepage&q=fata bromosa, or fairy fog&f=false
 
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I know Tom Sleman of the 'Haunted Liverpool' books has been mentioned a few times in this thread, but I don't think this particular case he documented has come up before.
Obviously, a 50 year-old story, told second hand, is lacking somewhat in acceptable provenance. Thought it was worth posting here though. It's an interesting case because, unlike most timeslip accounts that are alleged glimpses of times gone by, this one is suggestive of a hi-tech and militaristic future.
It does contain two common feature of timeslips, namely the "Oz Factor" (sudden unnatural silence) and unusual meteorological conditions - in this case an exceptionally heavy fog.

"In 2005, a woman visited me at Radio Merseyside to tell me how her late husband Jim, had been haunted by a very strange incident which had taken place at Charing Cross, Birkenhead in the 1950s when he was a policeman.
There had already been a terrible accident involving a police motorcyclist which had left Jim traumatised, and now, on this particular night, a dense fog had invaded Wirral and yet some idiotic motorists were still speeding towards the busy roundabout at Charing Cross where five roads converge.
A lorry had ‘conked out’ with the cold and Jim directed traffic in the thick fog around it, and visibility was that bad, he could hardly see anything beyond twelve feet.
A man on a bicycle ran into him at one point, and it was now the rush hour with dusk gathering.
All of a sudden, everything went as silent as the grave, and Jim could hardly see his gloved hand in front of his face because of the fog.
He could see no headlamps nor hear any engines – and then the policeman heard a low rumbling which shook the road and made Jim’s teeth chatter.
Whatever the thing was, it was coming his way – and then he saw its ghostly outline as it came from the direction of Grange Road West.
It resembled a military tank – but it was like no tank he had ever seen before.
It was enormous – as big as a house - and beams of red light shone from a dome on top of the weird vehicle and dazzled the shocked policeman.
He bolted to the left just in time, or he would have been crushed to pulp under the gargantuan caterpillar tracks of the unknown armoured vehicle, and then he saw something even more terrifying and inexplicable – a towering robotic figure about 20 feet in height – was marching towards him.
It was a grey silhouette, but as it approached, it slowed down and stooped – and a massive metallic hand made a grabbing motion towards Jim.
He ran off, and saw other similar giant robotic figures in the distance, but Jim then heard an explosion of traffic sound, and as the fog thinned, he found himself near the familiar Martins Bank building.
There was no sign of any gigantic tank or that mechanical Goliath.
Jim told no one about his frightening experience, and only told his wife about the incident many years later. I believe Jim entered some timeslip at Charing Cross and glimpsed a future war of some sort – hopefully a very long way off..."

(from https://www.wirralglobe.co.uk/news/15643275.haunted-wirral-a-weird-wirral-timeslip/ )

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Ooh excellent story, and in the Wirral to boot. :D

I did wonder whether the trauma of the motorcycle accident had caused him to mis-see this tank thing, but that's just the rational side of me brain wanting to offer an explanation. It could very well have been something from the future because if time-slips can happen backwards, they can jolly well happen forwards as well.
 

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... Fog as a common factor got me Googling into strange meteorological conditions.
There is a rare form of mirage known as Fata Bromosa or "Fairy Fog", which can distort the size, shape and apparent proximity of objects.
Is it possible that the then young policeman, already traumatised by a serious accident befalling a colleague of his, witnessed a genuine military convoy pass by (possibly from nearby RMR Merseyside) and saw a 1950s heavy tank, such as the Centurian and some marching soldiers, rendered distorted and apparently monstrous by the fog?

That doesn't explain the sudden silence or the disappearance of the military hardware and return of the normal traffic, but I guess we have to consider possible rational explanations. ...
If there is a mundane explanation, the fog conditions are certainly a key component. I think you were on the right track in seeking a known fog visual effect, but I don't believe a fata bromosa fits the bill. A fata bromosa is a superior mirage giving the appearance of a fog or fog bank seen at a distance. It's not an illusion one sees when immediately surrounded by heavy fog - it's an illusion of a substantial fog seen through clear air far away (on the horizon). Having said that ...

Magnified shadows seen projected onto / into substantial fog or cloudy (water-saturated) air are the essence of a Brocken Spectre (aka a glory). The canonical form of a glory is seen when there's a light source behind the observer casting his / her own distorted shadow onto fog out front. However ...

If the observer is immersed in fog it's possible for glory-style shadows to be back-projected onto the fog by a light source / shadow-casting object out front. Figuratively speaking, it's as if the observer is standing behind a translucent screen onto which a distant person's canonical glory is being projected by a light source even farther away. This version (glory from the front) is rare, rarely mentioned, and apparently lacks a specific label (I can't find one).

I've witnessed it a couple of times. This version seems to be most likely to occur when there are different fog densities (and clear air gaps) in the direction of view. It causes ghostly shadows / silhouettes of other persons or objects which are magnified in size. The actual persons or objects casting the shadows are farther away than the visible shadows (taken as objects) appear to be.

The policeman's story doesn't specify the time of year or the exact time. All we know is that it was at or just past sunset, when rush hour was beginning. However ... The text does indicate the policeman was standing at Charing Cross and perceived the rumbling sound to be coming from Grange Road West. Assuming he turned in the direction of the noise, he would have been facing westward (i.e., the direction of the sunset and / or any residual solar illumination).

As to the sound aspect ... Fog attenuates sound, and in doing so it tends to mask or obscure the higher frequencies. In extreme cases only the lower / lowest frequencies can be heard at a distance. This is why fog horns use deep low-pitched tones. I've experienced sound attenuation in heavy fog so extreme as to mask otherwise clearly audible (and even relatively loud) sounds originating from as little as a few yards away.

One final note ... The only mention of color in the documented story is the red color of the lights the policeman perceived as emanating from the tank. Longer-wavelength red light is visible through fog at a greater distance than any other color, and (in the glory-out-front scenario) could have been distant red lights or beams of light showing through a projected shadow.

Bottom line ... If the sighting were an optical illusion I suspect it was something more along these lines than a fata bromosa.
 

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If there is a mundane explanation, the fog conditions are certainly a key component. I think you were on the right track in seeking a known fog visual effect, but I don't believe a fata bromosa fits the bill. A fata bromosa is a superior mirage giving the appearance of a fog or fog bank seen at a distance. It's not an illusion one sees when immediately surrounded by heavy fog - it's an illusion of a substantial fog seen through clear air far away (on the horizon). Having said that ...

Magnified shadows seen projected onto / into substantial fog or cloudy (water-saturated) air are the essence of a Brocken Spectre (aka a glory). The canonical form of a glory is seen when there's a light source behind the observer casting his / her own distorted shadow onto fog out front. However ...

If the observer is immersed in fog it's possible for glory-style shadows to be back-projected onto the fog by a light source / shadow-casting object out front. Figuratively speaking, it's as if the observer is standing behind a translucent screen onto which a distant person's canonical glory is being projected by a light source even farther away. This version (glory from the front) is rare, rarely mentioned, and apparently lacks a specific label (I can't find one).

I've witnessed it a couple of times. This version seems to be most likely to occur when there are different fog densities (and clear air gaps) in the direction of view. It causes ghostly shadows / silhouettes of other persons or objects which are magnified in size. The actual persons or objects casting the shadows are farther away than the visible shadows (taken as objects) appear to be.

The policeman's story doesn't specify the time of year or the exact time. All we know is that it was at or just past sunset, when rush hour was beginning. However ... The text does indicate the policeman was standing at Charing Cross and perceived the rumbling sound to be coming from Grange Road West. Assuming he turned in the direction of the noise, he would have been facing westward (i.e., the direction of the sunset and / or any residual solar illumination).

As to the sound aspect ... Fog attenuates sound, and in doing so it tends to mask or obscure the higher frequencies. In extreme cases only the lower / lowest frequencies can be heard at a distance. This is why fog horns use deep low-pitched tones. I've experienced sound attenuation in heavy fog so extreme as to mask otherwise clearly audible (and even relatively loud) sounds originating from as little as a few yards away.

One final note ... The only mention of color in the documented story is the red color of the lights the policeman perceived as emanating from the tank. Longer-wavelength red light is visible through fog at a greater distance than any other color, and (in the glory-out-front scenario) could have been distant red lights or beams of light showing through a projected shadow.

Bottom line ... If the sighting were an optical illusion I suspect it was something more along these lines than a fata bromosa.
Very possibly.
It does look like a Fata Bromosa has somewhat different properties, but fog in general can obviously distort objects. If you are backlit, even your own shadow can appear huge when projected onto a bank of fog.
Still, I would love this story to be a genuine timeslip account!
 

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fog in general can obviously distort objects. If you are backlit, even your own shadow can appear huge when projected onto a bank of fog.
This exactly. I lived in a suburban area of West Yorkshire in the north of the UK, in the 60's 70's and 80's. Very dense fog was common from November through to March. Industry and coal fires were widespread still and contributed to the problem. When I say dense I mean you couldn't see the house across the quite narrow street. I clearly remember being scared as a young child holding on to my mother of normal lighting, cars and other buildings taking on a very weird appearance when any sort of light appeared. I must have been about 6 when walking home slowly from the local shop on one such fog bound day, the air raid siren went off, and being terrified, although I was used to the sound. (Air raid sirens were still tested in the early 70's where I lived) . Very brutal fogs do indeed produce weird effects. Thankfully very rarely seen where I now live.
 

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This is an odd one. Don't really know what to make of it, but putting it in the 'time slips' thread may be appropriate. In the 1960's my parents lived in Ghana, West Africa, for 3 years whilst my Dad worked on setting up the accountancy systems for the Akosombo dam. They were housed in a small settlement of large, stilted houses - raised to keep them above the jungle/brush that was native to that location (but which was kept clear). The houses all homed ex-pats (of various nationalities) so you can imagine they had quite a social life. Typically, most Saturday nights, someone would host a party. One of the times my parents were hosts something strange happened, which my parents told me about a handful of times over the years, in a very matter-of-fact way. Neither of them were in any way prone to exaggeration, or making things up, and the story never changed with each retelling. Due to the warmth, most parties would be held on the wide balcony that ran around the exterior of each house. From the balcony, most of the other houses in the settlement could be seen quite clearly - they were no more than around 100 yards apart. On this particular night, long after the sun had set, someone (not one of my parents) became quite alarmed and shouted for the others to look and pointed to the view from one of the corners of the balcony. Where there should have been a few other stilted houses there was only high jungle/brush and a large fire was visible around 100-200 yards distant. Around the fire was reportedly a group of Africans dancing in what looked like tribal clothing. My parents reported that everyone present (20-odd people?) rushed to that side of the balcony and saw this, for a period of perhaps 30-40 seconds. As one of the guests (I think I recall it was a Dutch man) walked down the exterior steps to head towards the scene, it 'faded' and the usual view became visible once more. They said there was no sense of a mist, the view returned to normal over a second or so. This apparition apparently caused much confusion and concern amongst the group, and they spent some time that evening talking about what it may have been. Strangely, my parents always said that it was only ever mentioned once or twice by anyone in the months / years after that, as if the event had become taboo. Both my parents are now dead so I can't question them about the event (convenient, hey). I have often thought about this strangeness over the years but only now do I find myself writing it down as it seems too bizarre to be believed. I should reiterate - my Dad was an accountant, pretty conservative and straight laced and my Mum was never one to tell any tall tales. They did talk about this to my brothers and I a few times when we were all together and there was never any sense of a shared confabulation going on. It was always at our request and there was always a sense of "oh, if we have to". There were a couple of other strange events associated with that hose, but I'll leave it there for now. Thoughts - time slip? Shared hallucination? Totally made up?
 

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This is an odd one. Don't really know what to make of it, but putting it in the 'time slips' thread may be appropriate. In the 1960's my parents lived in Ghana, West Africa, for 3 years whilst my Dad worked on setting up the accountancy systems for the Akosombo dam. They were housed in a small settlement of large, stilted houses - raised to keep them above the jungle/brush that was native to that location (but which was kept clear). The houses all homed ex-pats (of various nationalities) so you can imagine they had quite a social life. Typically, most Saturday nights, someone would host a party. One of the times my parents were hosts something strange happened, which my parents told me about a handful of times over the years, in a very matter-of-fact way. Neither of them were in any way prone to exaggeration, or making things up, and the story never changed with each retelling. Due to the warmth, most parties would be held on the wide balcony that ran around the exterior of each house. From the balcony, most of the other houses in the settlement could be seen quite clearly - they were no more than around 100 yards apart. On this particular night, long after the sun had set, someone (not one of my parents) became quite alarmed and shouted for the others to look and pointed to the view from one of the corners of the balcony. Where there should have been a few other stilted houses there was only high jungle/brush and a large fire was visible around 100-200 yards distant. Around the fire was reportedly a group of Africans dancing in what looked like tribal clothing. My parents reported that everyone present (20-odd people?) rushed to that side of the balcony and saw this, for a period of perhaps 30-40 seconds. As one of the guests (I think I recall it was a Dutch man) walked down the exterior steps to head towards the scene, it 'faded' and the usual view became visible once more. They said there was no sense of a mist, the view returned to normal over a second or so. This apparition apparently caused much confusion and concern amongst the group, and they spent some time that evening talking about what it may have been. Strangely, my parents always said that it was only ever mentioned once or twice by anyone in the months / years after that, as if the event had become taboo. Both my parents are now dead so I can't question them about the event (convenient, hey). I have often thought about this strangeness over the years but only now do I find myself writing it down as it seems too bizarre to be believed. I should reiterate - my Dad was an accountant, pretty conservative and straight laced and my Mum was never one to tell any tall tales. They did talk about this to my brothers and I a few times when we were all together and there was never any sense of a shared confabulation going on. It was always at our request and there was always a sense of "oh, if we have to". There were a couple of other strange events associated with that hose, but I'll leave it there for now. Thoughts - time slip? Shared hallucination? Totally made up?

Hi evanspa. And thanks for sharing! It certainly sounds like the kind of experience which could fit into bracket of a plausible timeslip. And somewhat rare, in as much as a group of people appeared to be experiencing this?

Do you know how many people collectively experienced this (believed that they were seeing the same thing)?
 
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