|Occurred : 11/1/2005 23:00 (Entered as : 11/1/05 23:00)
Reported: 11/3/2005 9:15:54 PM 21:15
Location: Jamestown, RI
|Lights in the november sky
It was about an hour before midnight on an unseasonably warm November first. I was with my friend on a beach enjoying the clear sky. The water was calm, the air cool and the stars shining. We both witnessed a shooting star. At first it was blue and after it broke up some, it turned green then finally vanished leaving a gray trail. I saw a red shooting star that my friend unfortunately did not get to see.
I was sitting on the beach facing east and turned my head to face north-northeast. I first saw a flash of light, like a fat short lighting bolt with even sides. The end of the flash bent to my left slightly, then disappeared. What appeared then I can describe as a small dot of light. It was an orange-yellow color and it just stayed in the same place motionless.
After a moment it started to move to my left. At first I figured it was a helicopter, but it soon made a manuver I haven't seen a helicopter make (aviation has been a hobby of mine all my life). It went down at a 45 degree angle to the right for a moment, then stopped. It glowed different colors after it stopped, from yellow to orange, then the light suddenly disappeared.
We both watched in amazement of what we had just witnessed. After no more then 10 seconds the light reappeared in the same position. This time it was shifting from red, yellow to orange (in no particular order). The light then moved to the left, and then in front of it several different colored lights appeared. I would say there were 3 green lights and one yellow/white light. The formation of lights slightly resembled an airplane, but pretty soon the lights were changing formation.
More yellow/white lights appeared and the green lights went into a triangular formation. As the lights moved to the right, my vision of them was obstructed by trees. As the last light was just about to vanish by the trees, it violently changed colors from red to yellow/white. The rate it was flashing was like a strobe light. It then was gone.
The objects were only round dots, like the period at the end of this sentence.
Me and my friend are both 18 years old and male. We were only star gazing looking at constellations on a beautiful night.
A few minutes after witnessing this my friend became irrationaly afraid of a noise in the bushes behind us. It was just a deer and nothing to be afraid of, and he knew it; but he still wanted to leave the beach. I told him to calm down and to give me a cigarette. I layed down on the beach trying to make sense of what happened.
Halfway through the cigarette I sensed an overwhelming sense of dread and panic, basically my brain demanded that I leave the beach. I told this to my friend and he agreed wholeheartedly. We walked back to my house and didn't talk much of what we saw, we mainly focused on the shooting star we both saw.
For some reason we both try to deny what we saw. We told our friends but the memory is a burden, it feels like something only crazy people would talk about. We both tried to agree to not mention it again.