The Combine Died, The Lights Came, And Then The Combine Started Again
59% BELIEVED
CASE FILE #311
FILED: Mar 18, 2026
CLASSIFICATION: UFO Stories
WITNESS ON RECORD: GrainElevJo
JURY OF 216 READERS HEARD THIS CASE: 128 believed it, 41 had doubts, 47 weren't buying it.
Harvest runs at night when the moisture is right. That is the whole reason a farmer is in a field at one in the morning: not romance, moisture.
I was nineteen and riding in the cab with my father because I was cheap labour and because I liked it.
The combine died. Everything — engine, lights, dash, the radio he kept on for company. Not a stall. A death. The kind of silence that makes your ears ring.
He said a word I will not repeat and reached for the key, and then he stopped reaching, because the field had gone the colour of a photograph.
There were two lights. I would say they were three fields away, but distance at night in flat country is a lie, so honestly: they were somewhere. They were low. They were the size of a coin held at arm's length, and they were the colour that a lightbulb goes when it is about to fail — that yellowy-white, almost pink at the edge.
They moved together, and they crossed, and I mean they crossed each other, like two people passing on a stair. Then they were one light. Then they were gone.
I was nineteen and riding in the cab with my father because I was cheap labour and because I liked it.
The combine died. Everything — engine, lights, dash, the radio he kept on for company. Not a stall. A death. The kind of silence that makes your ears ring.
He said a word I will not repeat and reached for the key, and then he stopped reaching, because the field had gone the colour of a photograph.
There were two lights. I would say they were three fields away, but distance at night in flat country is a lie, so honestly: they were somewhere. They were low. They were the size of a coin held at arm's length, and they were the colour that a lightbulb goes when it is about to fail — that yellowy-white, almost pink at the edge.
They moved together, and they crossed, and I mean they crossed each other, like two people passing on a stair. Then they were one light. Then they were gone.
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Votes on record: 128 believed · 41 unsure · 47 didn't · 59% of readers believe this story