Hey, /x/, I'm a faggot from other board and and never really posted before, but this strange thing happened to me and I have to tell someone. I can't make sense of it, but this seems like the best place to post about it.
Years back, when I was still a teen, I used to go for nightly walks with my father, discussing the world at large and such. One night in particular stands out.
The night was clear and cool, no clouds in the sky, no people about. We wondered off talking down a lone bike path to the outskirts of out neighbourhood. It was here that we left the street lights behind and ventured into a darkened area that was surrounded only by silent sportsball fields and grassland. Then the strangest thing happened, a thing that I vividly recall and will never forget: A sound.
The sound was unmistakable. It was the sound of an object traveling through the air, extremely fast. The attention of both my father and I was drawn immediately to the sky, in the same manner as you look up almost instinctively when a helicopter or jet passes by at low altitude, eyes darting back and forth trying to pinpoint its location. However this incredible sound was no fighter jet and no helicopter, it gave no sound of an engine whatsoever.
Before continuing, I must include the strangest of details: Upon gazing up at what should have been a crystal clear sky we were surprised to discover that some sort of low patch of clouds seemed to have formed above us. It's difficult to call them clouds for they seemed more like mist, almost see-through but just dense enough to not be able to make up the details above.
THE SOUND. The sound of an object propelled through space by… nothing. Our eyes darted back from one horizon to the other, following the sound, moving at speeds not known by man, propelled by no engine. We saw not a thing.
The most remarkable of all things experienced that night is the following: This object, detectable only by the sense of sound alone, traveled across the entire observable sky (I should mention we lived on the prairies) AND TURNED ON A FUCKING DIME, switching to opposite directions without decelerating or accelerating! I can not stress this last detail enough. Picture it, just picture it: Following something moving from one end of the sky to the other within a second or two, then turning around INSTANTLY and repeating this process about five times.
Then, gone.
We were left shocked, and all these years later we still recall the memory some times.
Sorry, I don't have an image to go with this, this is the first time on this board and this story from my past has just really been getting to me lately…