On a cold night in Royse City, Texas, I found myself staring up at the sky, struck by a peculiar sight that would haunt me long after. What I first took for stars quickly revealed itself to be something far stranger — three lights, side by side, unlike anything I had ever seen. Yellow and red, blinking intermittently, they hovered silently and then moved with an unsettling grace, the middle light positioned ever so slightly higher than the others.
My heart raced, my mind overwhelmed with fear and confusion. I was outside, crying and praying, desperate for guidance as the uncanny lights danced above me. I reached for my phone to capture proof, but just as quickly as they appeared, the lights scattered and vanished into the night.
Panic seized me; I fled from my car after hearing police sirens nearby, only to find my front door locked. Struggling with a mix of dread and disbelief, I had to call my husband to let me inside. Even now, days after that chilling four-minute encounter, the memory shakes me to my core. What were those mysterious lights that so unsettled my quiet Texas evening? I still don’t know, but their haunting glow remains etched in my mind.