I’ve been following the RSS feed of Project Gutenberg for a while. Don’t read much of what comes across, but I’ve been “thumbing” through any old magazine that comes across. Today, they published an old issue of the Atlantic Monthly, featuring a tale of alien abduction:
 After supper my captor led me to a separate arbor, and pointed to a bed of soft, white straw, upon which I immediately stretched myself, and he retired. Presently I arose and attempted to go out, but found that he had fastened the door on the outside. It was not pleasant to find myself a prisoner; but that subject was instantly driven from my mind as I looked out through the lattice and saw Sagittarius, with no signs of the planet Mars. I returned to my straw; and, after the excitement of the day had subsided, I fell asleep and slept until after sunrise.Â
No Agent Scully, though.
Ah, Agent Scully. She would have debunked the straw tale for sure.