“But right before he hit the ground, he tucked, rolled, and landed. If that wasn’t weird enough, he seemed to just…disappear. We ran over to where he landed. The grass was pretty tall, so we saw the smashed grass that marked his impact point. But then the trail of stepped-on grass stopped, and we couldn’t find any footprints to point to where the man may have gone. That night still mystifies me. If there hadn’t been 12 of us who’d witnessed the whole thing, I would’ve been questioning my sanity.”
—Kel, 48, North Carolina