I think I encountered a UFO last night after leaving the bar. It wasn't just some distant light in the sky either. This thing was low, maybe a few hundred feet up, and completely silent as it drifted over the parking lot. No engine sound, no whirring rotors, nothing. It was a perfect, smooth black triangle with three dull, pulsating ligh…
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It happened in a hazy space between sleep and waking, where the rules of reality don't quite apply. I'm aware I'm dreaming, which somehow makes it all more vivid. The light is always the first thing—it doesn't come from a window but seems to emanate from the air itself, turning my bedroom into a soft, glowing box. Then she's there. She d…
Keep having this same weird dream about being abducted in my sleep. It starts the same way every time—I’m in my bed, but the room feels wrong, like the shadows are thicker than they should be. There’s a low hum, a vibration that seems to come from the walls, and then I can’t move. My body is frozen, but my mind is wide awake, screaming.…
I think I got abducted by aliens last night. Not the cool, cinematic kind either. More like the “we’re running behind schedule and you were closest to the exit” kind. I woke up at 3:07 AM with my blanket folded into a perfect hotel triangle. I do not fold blankets. I fight blankets. My blanket and I have an enemy relationship. So seeing…
I spotted a strange light early this morning hovering over the mountain I can see from out my window. It wasn't a plane or a helicopter; it was completely silent, a pulsating orb of soft, amber light that just hung there in the inky blackness. It seemed to drift slightly, then hold perfectly still, defying gravity and everything I know a…
I used to roll my eyes at alien stuff. Not in a mean way — more like, *yeah sure, that’s fun to think about*, but it always felt like something other people needed to believe. I was the “there’s probably an explanation” type. The kind of person who wants receipts before I commit to anything. And if you asked me years ago, I would’ve said…
I remember the night not by what I saw — but by what stopped making sense. It started with a sound that wasn’t a sound. More like pressure in my skull, a low hum you could feel in your teeth. I woke up with my heart already running, like my body had been awake long before my mind caught up. My bedroom was exactly how I left it: the soft…
I want to be clear up front, I'm pretty sure this was a dream… but it didn't feel like one. A few nights ago (around 3 AM) I woke up in my bed and everything looked normal except the air had that weird pressure change feeling, like when you're about to go up a hill in a car. The room was too quiet—no house noises, no far-off traffic, not…
I pulled over because the radio cut out and everything went weirdly quiet—no crickets, no wind. Above the treeline there was a dull white “star” that wasn’t moving like the others. It brightened, then split into three lights that held a perfect triangle. The triangle drifted toward the road without making a sound. My phone wouldn’t unloc…
I was driving home and noticed every car around me was doing the same exact speed. No one passing, no one braking. It felt unnatural, like traffic had been turned into a looping animation. Then a bright oval light appeared ahead and slightly above the road—no shape at first, just a clean bright edge against the night sky. I expected peop…
I woke up to a vibration, like heavy footsteps but too steady to be a person. It moved across the roof above my room—slow… stop… slow… stop… like it was listening. I couldn’t move at first. Not panic, not fear—just that horrible “my body won’t respond” feeling. My eyes slid to the window and the blinds were casting stripes across the wal…
I pulled over because the sky looked wrong — too bright for that hour, like someone turned a dimmer up behind the trees. Three lights hung above the treeline in a perfect triangle, not blinking, not drifting. They weren’t “up there” like stars either… more like they were closer than they should be, sitting in the air with weight. My car…
