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1. The Saucers and the "Robots" That Terrorized an Argentine Ranch "Senor Moreno! Senor Moreno, wake up!" Antonio Moreno rolled over, and blinked into the darkness until his eyes reluctantly made out the form of his ranch hand standing in the doorway of the bedroom. "What is it?" Moreno mumbled. "What's wrong?" It was 9:30 P.M. on the evening of October 21, 1963, and seventy-two-year-old Antonio Moreno and his sixty-three-year-old wife, Teresa, had gone to bed early. Neither of them was pleased to have his sleep interrupted by an excitable young employee who was probably upset over some matter that could easily have waited until morning. "There seems to have been an accident on the railroad tracks," the young man said. "An accident?" Senora Moreno questioned, wrapping a housecoat around her nightgown. "But | ama very light sleeper. The railroad tracks are only a half mile away. | would surely have heard the noise if there had been an accident." "But there is a very strange light on the tracks, and men are working at something," the young man protested. "See for yourself. You should be able to see the light from your bedroom window." The Morenos did as their nervous employee requested and were surprised to see a brilliant light floating above a number of men, who seemed to be inspecting the railroad tracks. "What a bright light," Senor Moreno said, narrowing her eyes as if she were looking into an arc light. "What are those men doing, Antonio?"