Betty and Barney Hill: The Encounter That Changed UFO History
The Hills stood frozen on that lonely mountain road, the night pressing in around them as the craft hovered overhead—silent, structured, impossibly close. A bright beam washed over their car, bleaching the pavement in white light. Betty clutched her coat. Barney’s binoculars dangled from his hand. Neither spoke. Neither breathed. In that suspended moment, they both understood the same chilling truth: whatever was watching them wasn’t human.
