On the evening of November 16, 2007, around 7:47 PM, I found myself standing beside the national highway #85 near Sabinas Hidalgo, Nuevo León, Mexico. The sky was partly clouded, the quarter moon lingering faintly in the western sky. Suddenly, my eyes caught an extraordinary sight—an object shaped unmistakably like the number “3.” It moved swiftly at a consistent speed toward the south, hovering at a moderate altitude that made it impossible to judge the exact distance.
This craft was no ordinary aerial phenomenon. At each of its three ends glowed a faint, reddish-white light, casting an eerie yet mesmerizing glow. There was no sound accompanying its passage, no hum or drone to betray its presence—just a silent, surreal visitor gliding through the evening sky. I watched for about five seconds, captivated by its strange form and subtle illumination before it disappeared from sight.
This fleeting encounter left me with a sense of wonder and lingering questions. What was this object, moving so purposefully yet silently, shaped so oddly like a number three? Though brief, the experience imprinted itself deeply in my memory—an enigmatic flash of the unknown in the tranquil Nuevo León night.