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Speaker 1: You're listening to part two of Unexplained, Season six, Episode two,
Speaker 1: Valleys of the Uncanny. The rain hammered down on to
Speaker 1: the windscreen of Allan's patrol car as the wipers struggled
Speaker 1: to keep up. With one eye on the road ahead,
Speaker 1: he brushed away the condensation building up on the inside
Speaker 1: of the screen as one after another the street lights
Speaker 1: passed by in soft orange bursts of refracted light. He
Speaker 1: had not been on duty long when the call came
Speaker 1: in from a resident of a local estate just off
Speaker 1: Burnley Road in the northwest of Todmidon, complaining about a
Speaker 1: small herd of cows running a muck in the area.
Speaker 1: Allan was just passing the railway station and Tomlin's coal yard,
Speaker 1: beyond where Zigmund Damski's body had been found five months
Speaker 1: ago when a second call came in. Another resident had
Speaker 1: seen the cows too moving about the estate. So it
Speaker 1: was with some surprise when Alan arrived there around eleven
Speaker 1: p m to find the streets completely deserted. Confused, he
Speaker 1: made a few rounds of the interweaving colder sacks, but
Speaker 1: saw little save for the odd dog walker and the
Speaker 1: occasional flicker of movement in the light behind loosely drawn curtains.
Speaker 1: After completing another circuit, it slowly dawned on him that
Speaker 1: he was most likely responding to some prank calls. Doing
Speaker 1: his best to see the funny side of it, Alan
Speaker 1: headed back to the station. He had not been there
Speaker 1: long when yet another call came in from the estate,
Speaker 1: again complaining about the cows, Only this time it was
Speaker 1: from an elderly resident who'd clearly been perturbed by what
Speaker 1: she'd seen. With nothing for it, Alan headed back out
Speaker 1: to the estate. It had just gone midnight when he
Speaker 1: pulled into the estate again to find the streets just
Speaker 1: as empty as before. Shaking his head, he pulled up
Speaker 1: outside the caller's house and stepped out into the freezing
Speaker 1: night air. The elderly woman smiled as she opened the
Speaker 1: door and bade him into the house. Over a cup
Speaker 1: of tea, she explained that she'd been sleeping in her
Speaker 1: bedroom upstairs when she first heard the strange noises coming
Speaker 1: from outside. Peering out of her curtains, she was amazed
Speaker 1: to see five or six cows wandering aimlessly about the street.
Speaker 1: After shuffling downstairs, she made the call to the police
Speaker 1: station and opened the curtains to describe what she could see.
Speaker 1: And that's when it happened, she said. When what happened,
Speaker 1: asked Alan, The woman hesitated for a moment, seeming a
Speaker 1: little unsure about what she was going to say. When
Speaker 1: I saw the light, she replied, I'm sorry, said Alan,
Speaker 1: as she went on to explain she was just looking
Speaker 1: out at the cows when a fierce, blinding light burst
Speaker 1: out from nowhere and swept across the house. The next moment,
Speaker 1: everything had gone dark again, and the cows had completely vanished.
Speaker 1: Alan thought for a moment, perhaps it was just a car,
Speaker 1: he suggested, coming up over the rise towards the woman's
Speaker 1: home and had simply scared off the cows. Perhaps it
Speaker 1: had even been his car on one of his earlier
Speaker 1: trolls around the estate, which would explain why the cows
Speaker 1: were always gone by the time he got there, but
Speaker 1: the woman wasn't sure. With little else to add, Alan
Speaker 1: thanked her for the tea and agreed to make one
Speaker 1: final sweep of the estate before heading back to the station,
Speaker 1: but yet again there was no sign of the cows.
Speaker 1: The rain had stopped by the time, and headed out
Speaker 1: for his final patrol round the town. After leaving the
Speaker 1: station with a colleague about five am, he jumped into
Speaker 1: his car and headed straight for the town center. Traveling
Speaker 1: south down Burnie Road, he passed the staff bus for
Speaker 1: the local bus cruise heading the other way, giving the
Speaker 1: driver a wave as he went. After arriving in town
Speaker 1: a few minutes later, he asked a colleague who was
Speaker 1: out on foot patrol if they fancied joining him for
Speaker 1: one last look around, but they declined, leaving Alan to
Speaker 1: head back out on his own, Still determined to locate
Speaker 1: the errant cows. He decided to make his way back
Speaker 1: up Burnie Road to see if he could find them.
Speaker 1: The bare skeleton lines of crooked black trees loomed over
Speaker 1: the empty streets as Alan made its way back toward
Speaker 1: the estate, the patrol car's headlights shimmering off the slick
Speaker 1: wet surface as it went. At five fifteen am, he
Speaker 1: approached the south end of Center Vale Park, a local
Speaker 1: beauty spot and popular sports hub, backed by a thin
Speaker 1: stretch of woodland opposite the turn off for the estate.
Speaker 1: Alan flicked his right indicator light on and prepared to
Speaker 1: make the turn. Meanwhile, not two hundred meters away to
Speaker 1: the north, at roughly the same time, Leonard Smith, the
Speaker 1: caretaker at Fernie Lee Junior School, was making his way
Speaker 1: across the playground when he caught sight of something moving
Speaker 1: through the sky. It was hard to be sure in
Speaker 1: the dark, but it seemed to have risen straight up
Speaker 1: from Burnie Road. Leonard watched as it zigzagged for a
Speaker 1: moment through the sky before eventually shooting off at incredible speed.
Speaker 1: About forty five minutes later, around six am, PC Malcolm
Speaker 1: Agley was just preparing to head home when he was
Speaker 1: startled by a car pulling up suddenly outside the police station.
Speaker 1: He watched with alarm as a pale and shocked looking
Speaker 1: Alan wound down the window and told him to get
Speaker 1: in immediately. Malcolm was a little hesitant at first, seeing
Speaker 1: as he was about to finish his shift, but he
Speaker 1: couldn't resist the urgency in Alan's voice. Malcolm jumped in
Speaker 1: and demanded to know what was going on. Allan's story
Speaker 1: didn't disappoint Alan spoke as they headed northwest up Burnie Road,
Speaker 1: his words tumbling out breathlessly one after the other. He
Speaker 1: explained about his plan to go and look for the cows,
Speaker 1: and was just about to turn off the road to
Speaker 1: head back to the estate when he was suddenly distracted
Speaker 1: by a large object that looked as though it had
Speaker 1: jack knife across the road a hundred yards ahead of him.
Speaker 1: Having assumed it was the staff bus he'd seen earlier,
Speaker 1: he quickly realized it couldn't have been, as he'd passed
Speaker 1: them by on a spot further up earlier in the night.
Speaker 1: But more than that, this thing was about twice the size.
Speaker 1: After driving straight past the turn off, Allan had drawn
Speaker 1: closer to inspect the bizarre object or the while trying
Speaker 1: to comprehend exactly what it was he was looking at.
Speaker 1: As he got to within thirty feet of it, he
Speaker 1: realized with utter amusement that it was improbably hovering about
Speaker 1: five feet in the air above the road. At about
Speaker 1: twenty feet away. He stopped the car, unable to do
Speaker 1: little more than stare in complete disbelief. It was matted
Speaker 1: black in color, like dull gun metal, and shaped like
Speaker 1: a huge diamond, with a single light shining out at
Speaker 1: the top of it. Across the upper section, he could
Speaker 1: just about discern a series of panels a little lighter
Speaker 1: in shade than the main body, which he took to
Speaker 1: be blacked out windows. He thought for a moment if
Speaker 1: it was a hot air balloon, then soon realized it
Speaker 1: was clearly something far more solid. Movement on the road
Speaker 1: drew his eyes to a strange swirl of dead leaves
Speaker 1: and twigs that were dancing and circling about the object.
Speaker 1: The branches of the trees either side of it were
Speaker 1: swaying too. It was then that Alan realized the thing
Speaker 1: was spinning, drawing the autumnal detritus in with its movement.
Speaker 1: Without thinking Alan instinctively switched on the police lights, immediately
Speaker 1: bathing the craft in an eerie blue shade. Then grabbed
Speaker 1: for the radio clipped to his chest. Alan pressed the
Speaker 1: button to talk, but the radio did not respond, throwing
Speaker 1: it down in frustration. He then tried to car's VHF radio,
Speaker 1: but it too was completely dead. Alan cursed his luck
Speaker 1: and looked about, not quite sure what to do next.
Speaker 1: Catching sight of his clipboard, he pulled it from the
Speaker 1: inside at the door and quickly began to sketch the
Speaker 1: object then out of nowhere. He suddenly found himself staring
Speaker 1: straight ahead with his hands gripping the steering wheel as
Speaker 1: the car trickled slowly down the road in first gear.
Speaker 1: As Allan continued to explain to Malcolm. He then quickly
Speaker 1: slammed on the brakes and looked about for any sign
Speaker 1: of the object, but there was nothing but the empty
Speaker 1: road ahead and behind him. Completely bewildered as to what
Speaker 1: had just happened, Alan made a quick one eighty and
Speaker 1: headed back down the road, parking up just where he
Speaker 1: thought he'd seen the strange craft. He stepped out onto
Speaker 1: the road and felt a strange static charge in the
Speaker 1: air as he made its way to the precise spot.
Speaker 1: He looked down in amazement at the tarmac. We're all
Speaker 1: about was still wet from the night's rain. Here the
Speaker 1: road was completely dry. Malcolm didn't know what to say
Speaker 1: as he scanned Alan's face for any signs of a joke,
Speaker 1: but saw none. Then Alan pointed up ahead and pulled
Speaker 1: the car over to the side of the road. There,
Speaker 1: he said, that's where I saw it. Alan and Malcolm
Speaker 1: each grabbed a torch and stepped out of the car.
Speaker 1: All about was silent, save for the distant chirp of
Speaker 1: robins and the sound of the wind rattling the trees.
Speaker 1: As they made their way to the spot, Alan shone
Speaker 1: his torch into the road, spotlighting a large patch of
Speaker 1: it that was strangely dry, while surrounding it, as Malcolm noticed,
Speaker 1: was a peculiar circular pattern of leaves. Malcolm bent down
Speaker 1: and put his head and to the tarmac, his breath
Speaker 1: clearly visible in the chill morning air. He stared up
Speaker 1: at Allan with a look of battlement on his face.
Speaker 1: It's warm, he said. Alan leant down to touch it
Speaker 1: too well. R B, he said. Then Alan turned his
Speaker 1: attention to the entrance of Center Vale Park just a
Speaker 1: little further up the road, and wandered aloud if perhaps
Speaker 1: any early morning dog walkers were about that might have
Speaker 1: seen the strange object to the pair of them decided
Speaker 1: to take a look and quickly made their way across
Speaker 1: the small bridge, overrunning a gully between the park and
Speaker 1: the road, and then on toward the main gate. Finding
Speaker 1: it locked, they climbed over and carried on into the park,
Speaker 1: flashing their torchlights as they went. After a few more steps,
Speaker 1: Alan noticed a number of large, dark shapes moving about
Speaker 1: on a distant playing field. Holding up his torch, he
Speaker 1: revealed right in front of them roughly half a dozen cows,
Speaker 1: the very ones Alan had been searching for or night.
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Speaker 1: After getting back to the station, a quietly stunned Allen
Speaker 1: managed to track down the owner of the cows, a
Speaker 1: farmer from the opposite side of the valley. The man
Speaker 1: was at a complete loss to explain how they'd escaped.
Speaker 1: As for how they'd ended up in the park. Everyone
Speaker 1: was stumped. If they had been roaming about the estate
Speaker 1: that Allen visited earlier, unless they took an inordinately long
Speaker 1: way round, they would have had to have crossed the
Speaker 1: gully and got over the locked gate to get in.
Speaker 1: Later that morning, relieved to be home, Alan removed his
Speaker 1: shoes at the door, then noticed the soul of his
Speaker 1: left shoe, of a relatively new pair of sturdy Doc Martins,
Speaker 1: was completely split from one side to the other. It
Speaker 1: was then he felt the itch on the inside of
Speaker 1: his left foot. He pulled down his sock and saw
Speaker 1: it was red and irritated. Thinking little of it, however,
Speaker 1: he applied some cream to soothe it, then went to bed,
Speaker 1: yearning for sleep. By the following night, the story of
Speaker 1: Alan's apparent experience was all they could talk about at
Speaker 1: the station. With the jokes coming thick and fast. Alan
Speaker 1: did his best to laugh them off while continuing to
Speaker 1: wrestle with what an earth he'd seen, when suddenly he
Speaker 1: was given a message to report to the station. In
Speaker 1: expecting addressing down for concocting such a ludicrous story, he
Speaker 1: was surprised to find the inspector intrigued to know more
Speaker 1: about what he'd seen. After Alan related his story once again,
Speaker 1: the inspector thought for a moment, then consulted a notebook
Speaker 1: on his desk. It was then that the inspector told
Speaker 1: Alan about what the three officers had seen the week
Speaker 1: before while outlooking for stolen motorbikes. Though the inspector wasn't
Speaker 1: quite sure what to make of it all, it had
Speaker 1: evidently given him pause for thought. After thanking Alan for
Speaker 1: his time, he suggested he complete an incident report and
Speaker 1: submit it to the chief superintendent based in Halifax, and
Speaker 1: they would take it from there. As Alan would later claim,
Speaker 1: despite murmurings of UFOs and extraterrestrials, he refused to jump
Speaker 1: to any such conclusions. Later that night, Alan had back
Speaker 1: to the estate to figure out how the cows could
Speaker 1: possibly have ended up in the park over the road.
Speaker 1: As he drove up into the estate, he caught sight
Speaker 1: of the elderly woman's house he visited the night before,
Speaker 1: realizing with the jolt that it wasn't even remotely in
Speaker 1: line with his headlights. Whatever the light was that she saw,
Speaker 1: it wasn't the headlights of a car. As Alan's story
Speaker 1: spread through the town. It wasn't long before he was
Speaker 1: contacted by the local paper with a request to interview
Speaker 1: him about his apparent sighting of what was now being
Speaker 1: described as a UFO. After asking for permission to recount
Speaker 1: his story, it was eventually published on Friday fifth of
Speaker 1: December in the hebden Bridge Times under the headline may
Speaker 1: the Force be with you with all the inevitable mickey
Speaker 1: taking that came with it. A few months later, Allen
Speaker 1: was informed that he'd be leaving his post in Tobmidon
Speaker 1: to be placed instead in the nearby village of Wolston.
Speaker 1: It was hard not to feel that this was in
Speaker 1: some way due to the embarrassment caused to the Force
Speaker 1: by the article, despite Allen's claims that he'd been granted
Speaker 1: permission to give the interview. All the while, that itchy
Speaker 1: mark on the inside of his left foot continued to
Speaker 1: irritate him. After eventually consulting a doctor about it, it
Speaker 1: was diagnosed as a mild form of psoriasis. It was
Speaker 1: around this time that Allen was contacted by Detective Chief
Speaker 1: Inspector Norman Collinson from the Fraud Squad of the Greater
Speaker 1: Manchester Police as it happened. Collinson was also a member
Speaker 1: of the Manchester UFO Research Association. Collinson and some of
Speaker 1: his colleagues at the UFO group were keen to interview
Speaker 1: Allen about his unusual experience, having been particularly enthused by
Speaker 1: his position as a well respected local police officer, Feeling
Speaker 1: he had nothing to lose and keen to find some
Speaker 1: answers himself, Alan agreed to it, As Collinson later explained,
Speaker 1: he too had once seen a UFO, as had Harry Harris,
Speaker 1: a local solicitor, who accompanied Collinson to Allan's house to
Speaker 1: conduct the interview the following week. A few weeks later,
Speaker 1: Norman got back in touch with some intriguing news. After
Speaker 1: going over the interview again, he'd noticed some time discrepancies
Speaker 1: in Alan's recounting of the event. After taking it on
Speaker 1: himself to travel the exact same route that Allan took
Speaker 1: back on that bizarre night, he came to the startling
Speaker 1: conclusion that thirty minutes were missing between Alan seeing the
Speaker 1: object and meeting Malcolm outside the police station. He wasn't
Speaker 1: sure what it meant exactly, but there was something he
Speaker 1: thought they could try if Allan was willing to see.
Speaker 1: If it might help him remember more about what actually
Speaker 1: happened that night. On Sunday, August second, nineteen eighty one,
Speaker 1: Allan found himself making his way to Manchester to the
Speaker 1: home of psychologist and hypnotherapist Professor Robert Blair. Norman and Harry,
Speaker 1: along with another colleague from their UFO group, were there
Speaker 1: to greet him, looking forward to sitting in on the session. However,
Speaker 1: Professor Blair, who had not been informed why exactly Allan
Speaker 1: was coming, was adamant that Ony Allen be in the room. Disappointed,
Speaker 1: the men agreed to wait outside as Blair led Allan
Speaker 1: into his office and invited him to take a seat
Speaker 1: on the consultation bench. Allan sat down, then leant back
Speaker 1: on the bench, only for Professor Blair to tell him
Speaker 1: it wouldn't be necessary. Alan smiled a little embarrassed, then
Speaker 1: sat back up, placing his hands on his lap. Then
Speaker 1: Professor Blair told him to close his eyes. The professor
Speaker 1: spoke in soft, simple words while Allan sat and listened,
Speaker 1: not quite sure what he was supposed to do. As
Speaker 1: all the while, Blair's voice got quieter and quieter, as
Speaker 1: if retreating to some distant place. When Allan suddenly felt
Speaker 1: a dull pain in his head. He opened his eyes
Speaker 1: and apologized to Blair for wasting his time. The professor smiled.
Speaker 1: Alan had been under hypnosis for an hour. After the session,
Speaker 1: Alan watched as Norman and Harry listened eagerly to whatever
Speaker 1: Professor Blair was telling them. As it trans by it,
Speaker 1: Blair had been forced to cut the session short after
Speaker 1: Allan became suddenly distressed, and though he wouldn't divolve exactly
Speaker 1: what Alan had said, he was left with the overriding
Speaker 1: sense that, as Alan would later put it, something very
Speaker 1: weird had happened to him. A second appointment was arranged
Speaker 1: with a separate hypnotherapist, this time a doctor Joseph Jaffee,
Speaker 1: to see if Alan's story would be consistent. On this occasion,
Speaker 1: Norman and Harry were allowed to film the session. With
Speaker 1: more sessions booked, Allan was kept in the dark about
Speaker 1: what exactly he'd said in the hope of keeping any
Speaker 1: outside influence to a minimum. Not long after the second session, however,
Speaker 1: it appeared that something had clearly been unlocked deep within
Speaker 1: his mind. It began with headaches on the drive home,
Speaker 1: followed by a sudden bout of nausea. After being so
Speaker 1: overwhelmed with tiredness, Alan was to pull into a service
Speaker 1: station and sleep it off before finally making it back
Speaker 1: to his house. Things only got worse as a wave
Speaker 1: of nausea washed over him the moment he got through
Speaker 1: the door. After just about making it to the bathroom
Speaker 1: to vomit, he was finally able to clamber into bed,
Speaker 1: and that was when the nightmares came. It started with
Speaker 1: an undulating, ominous drone rising and falling in pitch, followed
Speaker 1: by the emergence of a distorted ghostly image a strange,
Speaker 1: wiry figure no more than three feet tall with a large,
Speaker 1: bulbous head and enormous black, elliptical eyes. It leered over Allan,
Speaker 1: drawing its face closer and closer to his, coming more
Speaker 1: and more into focus, until Allan woke up with a start.
Speaker 1: After a few more recorded sessions, each followed by bouts
Speaker 1: of nausea and nightmares, Allan was finally invited to watch
Speaker 1: them back. It was some time in late September that
Speaker 1: he was invited over to Harry Harris's home, where he
Speaker 1: was joined by Norman and a number of other Manchester
Speaker 1: Euphora affiliates. After exchanging a few pleasant trees and some
Speaker 1: cups of tea. The group moved into the living room
Speaker 1: and took their places in front of the TV as
Speaker 1: Harry set about lining up the tape. After warning Allan
Speaker 1: to steal himself for what he was about to see,
Speaker 1: Harry switched off the lights, then turned to the video
Speaker 1: player and pressed play. A large close up of Alan's
Speaker 1: face flickered on to the screen, his brow furrowed and
Speaker 1: his eyelids lightly shut. In the background, the quiet rhythmic
Speaker 1: beap of a heart monitor could be heard. Allan watched,
Speaker 1: a little self conscious to see himself in such a
Speaker 1: way as on screen, he began recounting the story of
Speaker 1: that peculiar night. All of it he had knowingly said
Speaker 1: himself a million times before, right up until the moment
Speaker 1: the story changed. Although Allan had no memory of stepping
Speaker 1: out of his car, according to the story he was
Speaker 1: now telling on screen, that is exactly what he did.
Speaker 1: Allan looked on speechless as his hypnotized self elaborated further.
Speaker 1: After stepping out of the car, he was apparently approaching
Speaker 1: the craft when a blinding light flashed out at him.
Speaker 1: Allan watched aghast as on screen, he threw up his
Speaker 1: arms as if he were right back in the moment,
Speaker 1: shielding his eyes from the light. Then the beap of
Speaker 1: the heart monitor began to speed up. Doctor Jaffy asked
Speaker 1: if they should stop, but Allan, with the eyelids still closed, continued. Next,
Speaker 1: there was a tremendous whoosh, he said, after which he
Speaker 1: found himself floating inside the object. They're horrible, he continued, small,
Speaker 1: three to four feet, like five year old lads. There
Speaker 1: are eight of them. He's touching me. He's feeling at
Speaker 1: my clothes. They have hands and heads like a lamp.
Speaker 1: They keep touching me. Joseph, I know him as Joseph.
Speaker 1: He has told me not to be frightened. They are robots.
Speaker 1: They're not human. They're robots. They are Joseph's robots. It
Speaker 1: seemed they were experimenting on him, he said, or running
Speaker 1: some kind of test. Then one of the entities placed
Speaker 1: a bracelet on his right wrist and left foot, as
Speaker 1: Alan later noted where that strange mark had apparently appeared
Speaker 1: on his foot on screen. Alan cried out in pain,
Speaker 1: evidently stressed by the memory of it all, and doctor
Speaker 1: Jaffee brought the session to a close. Then Harry stopped
Speaker 1: the tape and flicked on the lights to reveal a
Speaker 1: pale faced Alan, still staring at the screen. As Harry explained,
Speaker 1: it was the same in all the sessions, the story
Speaker 1: not deviating wants in any way. It has been many
Speaker 1: years since those strange events that occurred in Tobmerdon and
Speaker 1: the surrounding valleys back in nineteen eighty, yet despite the
Speaker 1: passing of time, Alan's story has never wavered. In twenty seventeen,
Speaker 1: Alan published a full account of the events in his
Speaker 1: book Who or What Were They, which is available to
Speaker 1: buy online. As he writes, having resisted the UFO anger
Speaker 1: at first, he eventually began delving into abduction stories such
Speaker 1: as those of and Barney Hill to see if he
Speaker 1: might find any parallels with his own experience. Having never
Speaker 1: himself claimed he was abducted, to day, he mostly wonders
Speaker 1: if it had all just been a figment of his imagination.
Speaker 1: In subsequent years, while some have claimed that Sigmund Adamski
Speaker 1: may well have been the victim of an alien abduction,
Speaker 1: a little more light was shed on his mysterious death
Speaker 1: after an anonymous caller spoke to a staff member of
Speaker 1: a UFO magazine, claiming that someone linked to A Damski's
Speaker 1: family had abducted him and kept him prisoner in a
Speaker 1: garden shed. When Sigmund tried to escape, as the man claimed,
Speaker 1: he was burned by battery acid, which explained the unusual
Speaker 1: marks on his head. As for how he died exactly,
Speaker 1: the caller couldn't say the man who hurt him. The
Speaker 1: caller alleged might have had something to do with the
Speaker 1: Damski's goddaughter, who was due to be married the day
Speaker 1: after he disappeared. Others have said that the estranged husband
Speaker 1: of a woman who was staying with the Adamskis at
Speaker 1: the time main fact have had something to do with it,
Speaker 1: possibly being the same man the mystery caller was alluding to.
Speaker 1: It was also claimed that Adamski was undergoing a series
Speaker 1: of moxy bustion treatments at the time, which involved igniting
Speaker 1: cotton wool balls soaked in alcohol and then cupping the
Speaker 1: skin over them, which if true, may also have accounted
Speaker 1: for the peculiar marks. In twenty o three, James Turnbull,
Speaker 1: the coroner who conducted the inquest into Adamski's death, revealed
Speaker 1: to the BBC that it was the biggest mystery in
Speaker 1: all his career, stating that the question of where he
Speaker 1: was before he died and what led to his death
Speaker 1: just could not be answered, believing also as he said
Speaker 1: that the failure of the forensic scientists to identify the
Speaker 1: corrosive substance which caused mister Adamski's burns could lend some
Speaker 1: wait to the UFO theory. In twenty eight, retired police
Speaker 1: officer John Hanson and UFO researcher David Sankey made a
Speaker 1: request for the original coroner's file from Adamski's inquest, but
Speaker 1: were refused access to it on account of not being
Speaker 1: interested parties, whatever that means. As such, Sigmund Yan Adamski's
Speaker 1: death is a mystery that remains to this day unexplained.
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