The bizarre tale begins at 10:30 p.m. on April 21 as three 17-year-olds, Bill Bartlett, Mike Mazzocca and Andy Brodie, are driving north on Farm Street.
Bartlett, who’s behind the wheel of a Volkswagen, spots something creeping along a low wall of loose stones on the left side of the road.
At first he thinks the image is a dog or a cat until his headlights shine on it and he realizes it’s nothing he’s ever seen before.
The figure slowly turns its head and stares into the light, its two large, round, glassy, lidless eyes shining brightly “like two orange marbles.” Its watermelon-shaped head, resting at the top of a thin neck, is the size of the rest of its body.
Except for its oversized head, the creature is thin, with long spindly arms and legs, and large hands and feet. The skin is hairless and peach-colored and appears to have a rough ure. “Like wet sandpaper,” Bartlett subsequently tells Coleman.
Standing no more than 3 1/2 to 4 feet tall, the figure is shaped like “a baby’s body with long arms and legs.” It had been making its way along the wall, its long fingers curling around the rocks, when the car lights surprised it.
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