When I was twelve, in the middle of winter we had this killer storm where I live, the power was out for a day or two, and I had no school for a week. At the beginning, in the middle of the night, through my window came a bright blue light, I don't know for how long, but needless to say I was scared shitless, and ran upstairs to my parent's room, proclaiming that I would not return. I may have been half asleep but I seriously doubt it, after all back then I got pretty scared by giant snowstorms, power outages, and the etcetera. I am not joking and I swear that that is the truth.
Hope this was what you were aiming for, Adam. It doesn't appear as if too many other people are taking the thread seriously.
And to fox: Wow! Where have ya been, man? I haven't seen you...in awhile! It's great to have yet another bonkered person on the sciforums, once again!