In the dead of the night, around 3:15 am, I found myself awake in a way that doesn’t happen often. Sitting quietly, the mundane act of looking out the window turned extraordinary when my eyes caught an inexplicable vision. There, suspended against the dark Canadian sky of Fort Erie, a formation of luminous orbs quietly held their eerie vigil. Seven small lights circled a larger, radiant light at the center, wrapped in a subtle aura or haze that shimmered with a spectral glow.
What perplexed me even further was the gently waving flag in my yard, fluttering in the opposite direction of any wind I could feel—an unsettling detail that deepened the mystery. The formation drifted softly, gliding with an unnatural ease before coming to a sudden, breathless stop for two tense seconds. Then, just like a silent command whispered in the night, it vanished. Gone in an instant, leaving behind only questions and the heavy silence of the early morning.
I’ve never witnessed anything like this before, and the memory of that strange, hypnotic display lurks in my mind like a half-remembered dream turned real. What was it? No conventional explanation feels adequate. This encounter challenges the boundaries of what we know, inviting more questions than answers from the shadowed skies of Fort Erie.