In the predawn hours of September 22nd, 2017, something extraordinary happened over the quiet suburbs of Tijuana, Baja California. I was positioned roughly at coordinates 32.492915, -116.989052, in a valley framed by rugged hills topped with heavy-duty antennas stretching from side to side. As the sky held its breath at 4:30 am, a shining, almost blinding light appeared, suspended in the same position for a full twenty minutes.
This was no ordinary light. It radiated a stark brightness, occasionally pulsing with a faint green glow, occasionally flickering red — just twice, nothing more. As those delicate hues emerged, something even stranger unfolded: distant dot-like lights began circling silently in the sky, only to vanish without a trace.
Time seemed to stretch, and then suddenly the light moved — but not in a way any human craft I know could manage. In a blink, it shot toward me, then blinked right back to its original perch. The speed was incomprehensible, defying all logic and earthly explanation.
Looking west from my vantage point, the urban silhouettes of Coronado and San Diego were barely discernible beyond the hills. Yet all I could focus on was that intense, otherworldly light contrasting against the serene night.
This encounter wasn’t just a fleeting glimpse; it was a deeply unsettling experience that challenges our understanding of reality. Whatever that light was, it wasn’t bound by normal rules of travel or physics — a genuine mystery suspended over Tijuana’s skies, waiting to be unraveled.