I chose to interview my friend Jean Luc Dushime. He escaped the Rwandan genocide in 1994.
This is the story he told me:
He was walking through the woods in the Democratic Republic of the Congo with his family. It was midnight and they were escaping by moonlight. They were hungry and exhausted. Suddenly, they came upon a "fluorescent" forest. Everything was glowing from the ground to the tops of the trees. Everything was a cold, bluish green glimmering color. The ground was glowing, The bark on the trees was glowing. Maybe it was aliens they thought, looking at each other. It was a break from all the misery they had endured. For a brief time the magical forest helped them forget the horror around them. It's something he'll always remember.
"Maybe there's a reason those trees glow," he said.