It was a cold January night in 2015 around 10 PM when my daughters and I were returning home in Los Altos, Veracruz. As we began opening our gate, I suddenly noticed something unusual in the sky—an eerie, cigar-shaped object hovering silently above us. Its entire form was surrounded by an aura, a hazy glow like an orange surge protector’s warm light, casting an unnatural illumination across the dark expanse.
My heart beat faster; it moved slowly, almost as if reluctant to leave. One of my daughters ran inside, overcome by fear, but the other remained beside me to watch this spectacle. Time seemed to stretch as the object lingered, glowing ominously for about three long minutes. The scene felt otherworldly — an unsettling blend of awe and terror consumed us both. I struggled to find words, but all I could do was cry.
That night, the Veracruz sky bore witness to something extraordinary — a moment that defied natural explanation. Such experiences leave an indelible mark on the soul, questioning the boundaries of reality and urging us to look beyond what we think we know about the skies above.