In 1968, I was lying in bed, propped up on my elbows, looking out across our large yard and into the neighbor's backyard across the road. The distance was about 30 yards. As I watched, the air across the road, at the road's edge, seemed to "jell" or solidify; it was sort of like the special affect they use now in Sci-Fi shows like Star Gate where people materialize out of thin air. The trees and shrubbery "behind" this affect just looked like a picture of itself, flat, not detailed.

What happened next was that people, adults, came from behind this jelled area of air. Not so much out of it, as in Star Gate, but around the edge of it. It was nighttime, but not really late, maybe 8, 8:30. I watched them, maybe 6 or 8 of them, dressed like they were office workers. They crossed the road, came toward my house, filed quickly across the yard and went to the edge of the grove (this is in Florida) at the other side of our yard. I got out of bed (I had pajamas on) and went out the front door to where they had gone. They went up on some sort of matrix, and I followed.

I don't remember climbing up, just getting on it. Then, I remember being in a lighted, barren, circular room with a hatch in the floor, through which I guess I must have come I don't remember seeing it open. I was just there and there was only one way to go, out a wide opening from the circular room into a curving hallway. Along the outer curve of this hall were doors, just regular rectangular doors; the bottoms were up off the hallway floor a short step though, which was not usual. I walked down the hall. I didn't see anybody else, but one door was open. I went in.

I remember in detail what I saw there and the one person I encountered. To describe it here would take a long time. I was told by her, without her speaking, that I shouldn't be there and that her husband was coming up soon and would take me back. That's practically a direct quote.

Since I lived fairly close to Patrick AFB, I have thought this was some sort of hi-tech commute. The people seemed totally human and dressed as American workers. One item in the apartment was from America, a painted stone that said "Souvenir of Virginia".

I have no memory after the woman's message to me until the next morning when I awoke at home. I know I was not asleep when this happened. I'd just be interested if anyone else has experienced this "solidifying air" phenomenon.

Thanks.

I have seen optical illusions by magicians and reflections caused by heat, as on a road. sorry, no Solid Air.