On a calm Mother’s Day evening in Delta, British Columbia, a strange and unforgettable encounter unfolded before my very eyes. As I waited patiently near the car with my father, anticipation hanging in the cool air, three bright lights caught my attention, forming a perfect triangular pattern against the early evening sky. One light shone brighter than the others, positioned at the triangle’s tip, glowing with an eerie whitish hue that contrasted sharply with the deep-gray-black shape of the object itself.
This wasn’t my first brush with such mysterious formations. Just a few nights prior, from my balcony in downtown Vancouver, I had witnessed a similar spectacle—two triangular shapes hovering low above nearby buildings, radiating an unsettling presence that compelled me to look skyward despite the late hour.
The Delta sighting felt charged with an unfamiliar energy. The triangle held still, then seemed to float slightly to the side, its dark silhouette distinct against the dimming blue sky. It was strange to see these lights so clearly before any stars had emerged that night. When my aunt joined me, she too felt the weight of the moment, her expression a mix of awe and unease as she noted the object’s subtle movements.
Even as we drove away, those ethereal lights clung to my vision, disappearing only once I returned to the darker streets of downtown Vancouver. This enigmatic triangular craft remains etched in my memory—a haunting reminder of the mysteries that linger just beyond our understanding, floating silently through the night.