On a quiet Sunday night in London, Ontario, something utterly inexplicable streaked across the sky—too strange to be anything familiar. It was around 2:00 a.m. When I stepped outside for a cigarette, I looked up and caught sight of the most surreal aerial phenomenon I have ever encountered.
At about 500 to 1000 feet above, a massive triangular object flashed by in less than two seconds, moving swiftly from the south to the north. This was no ordinary aircraft. Its belly blazed with three very large glowing lights arranged in a triangle, but the aura around it—an eerie haze—set it apart. The object seemed to part the very air as it tore through the night sky, leaving a wake reminiscent of slow-motion scenes from a movie when a bullet disrupts the air.
There was no sound. No hum, hiss, or even a whisper. No contrail like a jet or plane would leave behind. I waited afterward, anticipating a sonic boom, but none came. Any noise would surely have been deafening at that speed and proximity.
That fleeting glimpse left me with an indelible impression. This was a silent, mysterious presence against the night—a triangle of radiant light defying explanation, disappearing as quickly as it appeared. For any UFO enthusiast, moments like these spark questions that linger long after the sky has quieted.