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During the Christmas period of 1964,

the inhabitants of a small town in rural Wiltshire found themselves subjected to a series of horrifying and inexplicable Sonic attacks.

Were these assaults are naturally occurring phenomenon or were they something more insidious.

Join us as we look into the warm-inster thing. I'm going to be. And then Although their task was mundane and monotonous, the two constables were keenly aware that their nocturnal

patrol of the lesser known backroads of West Devon would end up coming under a high degree of

scrutiny.

Following a series of nighttime break-ins at the area's more isolated farm buildings, the

superintendent had ordered that one car be removed from its normal duties each night and be tasked with apprehending

the offenders.

This evening, despite their protests to the sergeant at the beginning of their shift, the unenviable

task had been bestowed upon constable's willy and waycot.

Having just passed through the village of Hatherly, both men felt they had by now amassed sufficient

patrol time to justify returning to their parade station in Oakhampton for a brief comfort break. But just as they had made the decision to head back,

Willie had suddenly brought their patrol vehicle to an unexpected halt in the middle of a deserted stretch of carriageway.

Turning to ask what was going on, Weicott had followed the direction of his bewildered colleague's

finger, pointing up out of the front windscreen to a

strange-looking light hovering in the night sky just ahead of them.

The pair would later describe what they had encountered as a series of lights laid out in the

pattern of a cross, which immediately made off at speed when it seemed to have become aware of their presence.

As Weicott had begun to update their control room about what was taking place, Willie had set off

in pursuit of the craft, which was traveling about a thousand feet above the ground.

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