In the heart of a remote town nestled in northwestern Australia, the streets lay bathed in the eerie glow of street lamps, casting an otherworldly hue upon the red soil. Silence draped over the houses, their slumber undisturbed, unaware of the imminent disturbance that lurked in the depths of the night.
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[CONFIDENTIAL]
TRANSCRIPT OF INTERVIEW
Subject: Interview with Jarrah Wilson
Date: [REDACTED]
Location: Roebourne, North-West Australia
[...]
Note: Conversation preceded but omitted for brevity.
Agent: Alright, mate, let's get down to it. You mentioned seeing something strange that night. Can you describe what you saw?
Jarrah Wilson: Yeah, man, it was bloody mental! So, I'm just chillin' out there, ya know? Enjoyin' the night breeze. Then, outta nowhere, this huge flash blinds me, like someone takin' a photo with a thousand suns. Scared the livin' daylights outta me, I swear!
Agent: A blinding flash, huh? What happened next?
JW: Well, after that crazy light show, this massive rumble hits. Like thunder, but way deeper, you know? Shook the whole bloody town, mate! Houses were rattlin' like maracas, and I thought the ground was gonna crack open, no joke.
Agent: Did you see anything specific during or after the flash and rumble?
JW: Nah, man, it was all a blur, to be honest. Soon as the light vanished, it was back to darkness, like nothin' ever happened. But the dogs, oh boy, they went bonkers! Barkin' like they've gone mental. Car alarms were screamin' too, mixin' with the dogs. It was chaos, man. Freaky stuff, I'm tellin' ya.
Agent: I see. Thanks for sharing your account, kid. We'll look into it further. Just one more thing: did you notice any strange symbols or markings around the area afterwards?
JW: Nah, mate, didn't see anythin' like that. Was too busy scramblin' back home, tryin' to make sense of what the heck just went down.
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Subject: Interview with Gary Thompson
Date: [REDACTED]
Location: Roebourne, North-West Australia
[...]
Note: Conversation preceded but omitted for brevity.
Agent: Let's get right into it. You mentioned witnessing something out of the ordinary that night. Can you walk us through what you saw?
Gary Thompson: Sure thing, mate. So, I'm behind the wheel of my rig, rollin' down that lonesome road. Then, bam! Out of nowhere, this streak cuts through the sky, catchin' my eye. Couldn't take my gaze off it, ya know?
Agent: A streak in the sky, huh? What happened next?
GT: Well, I pulled my rig over, parked on the shoulder, and just sat there watchin'. Had a perfect view, ya see? Saw that streak crashin' into the desert, maybe 10 klicks away. Shook the ground.
Agent: Can you describe what you observed at the crash site from your vehicle?
GT: Absolutely, mate. A blast of light, illuminatin' the desert like daytime for a split second. Then, this massive plume of dust shoots up into the air, swirlin' like a cyclone. Flames lickin' the sky, dancin' with the darkness. I could feel the heat from where I sat, like standin' near a bonfire.
Agent: Did you notice any peculiarities or unusual details around the crash site?
GT: From my vantage point, stuck in my rig, I couldn't make out anythin' too specific. But the sheer force of that impact, mate, it was somethin' else. Felt like the whole damn desert trembled. Whatever caused it, it wasn't somethin' you see every day, that's for sure.
Agent: Thank you for sharing your account, Mr. Johnson. We appreciate your cooperation.
Agent: Just one more question, Mr. Johnson. Did you happen to notice any markings or symbols around the crash site?
GT: Nah, mate, sorry to disappoint. I was stuck in my rig the whole time, far away from the action. Couldn't see anythin' up close, let alone any markings.
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Subject: Interview with Officer David Miller
Date: [REDACTED]
Location: Roebourne, North-West Australia
[...]
Note: Conversation preceded but omitted for brevity.
Agent: Again, please sit down Officer Miller. Let's continue with your account. You mentioned arriving at the crash site. What did you see when you got there?
David Miller: Flames, mate. Flames everywhere! The whole damn place was ablaze, like a scene out of hell. I stumbled out of my car, headlights cuttin' through the chaos. And that's when I saw it... saw... *inhales sharply* ...something.
Agent: Can you describe what you saw?
DM: It... it was... I can't... *pauses, breathing heavily* ...like nothin' I've ever seen before. Can't... can't put it into words. Just know... know it wasn't right. Not right at all.
Agent: What about the markings you mentioned? Can you tell me more about them?
DM: The ground... ground was scarred, mate. Strange symbols etched into the earth, glowin' in the headlights' glare. Not human, that's for sure. Like some... some kind of language from another bloody world.
Agent: Did you perceive any attempt at communication from whatever you saw?
DM: I... I think so. It... it tried, I swear. The way it... moved, the gestures it made. But it was... wrong, twisted. Like tryin' to read a book written in madness. Couldn't... couldn't comprehend.
Agent: Officer Miller, are you alright? You seem distraught.
DM: No! No, I'm not alright! It's... it's in my head, twistin' my thoughts. Can't... can't bear it anymore! *screams*
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