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mist. For all the ridicule and mental anguish to which they would later be subjected - not to mention a most horrifying experience - the two young Swedes have often wished that they had kept on driving. But they did not. They felt compelled to investigate. They left their car and walked cautiously into the "We saw a strange disc," Hans Gustafsson told reporters and officials. "It was resting on legs about two feet long. It seemed to be made of a peculiar, shimmering light that changed color." The men had had barely time to express their amazement when they were suddenly confronted by a number of "blobs." According to Hans and Stig, "they were like protozoa, just a bit darker than the most, sort of a bluish color, hopping and jumping around the saucer like globs of animated jelly." Before the Swedes had time to react to the creatures, the jelly-bags were enveloping them and, with powerful suction-like force, were trying to pull them towards the saucer. "The drag the things exerted was terrific," the men said later. "And they gave off such a terrible smell - like ether and burnt sausage." Stig Rydberg told investigators that his right arm sank up to the elbow in one of the blobs. "It almost seemed as if the creatures could read my mind. They parried every move before | made it. Their strength was not so great as the technique with which they wielded it." After several desperate moments of frantic struggle, Rydberg freed himself from the sucking jelly-bags and ran for the car, with two of the pulsating globs in close pursuit. Flinging open the door, he slammed his arm against the car horn in the desperate hope that someone might hear the blare and come to their rescue. The two young Swedes were saved by the horn. The harsh blare that cut into the early morning mist seemed to have the effect of the sound of a rescuing cavalry's bugle on the quivering jelly-bags. Dropping Hans Gustafsson, whom they had stretched out horizontally as he clung tenaciously to a fence post, the protoplasmic creatures quickly retreated to the shimmering saucer and soared into the sky.