UFO — Nobody Believes Me

Most people will probably think I'm just making this up or that I've been reading too much weird stuff. But I think they're already among us. I live in a regular neighborhood (Lasnamäe). But starting around midsummer, I began noticing odd things about how some people around me behave. At first it was little things — facial expressions that were too "uniform," strange pauses in conversation, as if the person would freeze for a second before responding. One incident stuck with me in particular. A man was standing in front of me at the store. Totally ordinary, nothing remarkable about him. But when the cashier asked if he needed a bag, he didn't answer right away — it was like he… "buffered." A 3–4 second pause, and then he replied, but the intonation was really strange, like he was mimicking human speech. Then I started noticing that some people behave too similarly — they rarely blink, show almost zero emotion, and there are those pauses before every response… Yes, I know, it sounds like paranoia. Most people will think I've watched too much sci-fi. But I can't shake the feeling (and I'm scared to even write this) that some of the "people" around me aren't quite people. Or… aren't fully people anymore. I'm not saying it's widespread. But there seem to be just enough of them to blend in. If anyone has noticed something similar — especially those "freezes" in people's behavior or strange reactions — let me know. I need to understand whether this is just in my head, or if someone else sees it too.

I was never really into the UFO thing. All those videos, all those stories — to me, it was always either a mistake or someone making things up. I'm not the type to believe in things like that. But after what happened, I can't say that so confidently anymore. It was last September. I was staying at my parents' house outside Alesund. Pretty quiet out there — not much light at night, and you can see the sky really well. Sometimes I'd go out to the yard just to sit and look at the stars. That evening, everything was normal. Just after midnight, maybe one AM. Cool, quiet, no wind. I was sitting on an old bench by the house , just looking up. At first, I thought I was seeing a satellite. A small dot, moving steadily, no blinking. Nothing unusual. I was about to look away when it stopped. Just like that. Right there in the sky. At first I didn't even register it. I figured my eyes were playing tricks on me. But no — the dot just hung there. Hovering. After a couple of seconds, it started moving again. But not in a straight line anymore. It made a sharp turn and headed in a completely different direction. That's when I tensed up. I stood up without taking my eyes off it. The thing was moving strangely — not smoothly, but in these weird stuttering bursts. It would accelerate hard, then stop again. And the weirdest part? Absolutely no sound. I stood there for maybe a minute or two, just watching. Then it got brighter. Not all at once — gradually. Like someone slowly turning up a dimmer. It went from a tiny dot to a noticeable glowing object. Not huge, but clearly visible. And at some point, it sort of… split. I don't know how else to describe it. There was one light source, and suddenly there were two. They drifted apart, a short distance from each other. I'd already pulled out my phone, trying to record it. But the camera barely picked up anything — just faint dots. And then something happened that I still can't explain. One of them just vanished. It didn't fly away. It didn't fade out. It was just there, and then it wasn't. The second one stayed for a couple more seconds, then started moving faster. I mean, really fast. And in an instant, it just shot off toward the horizon. I just stood there in total silence. My first thought was planes. Drones, maybe. But I don't live near an airport, and the movement was way too strange. No drone flies like that — dead silent, accelerating like that out of nowhere. I stood there for another ten minutes or so, staring at the sky, half-expecting it to come back. The next day I told my dad. He heard me out and said he'd actually seen something similar a couple of nights before. He'd just assumed it was a satellite. I didn't tell anyone else after that. Because, I mean, I know how it sounds. I still look up at the sky sometimes. But not as calmly as before. And I'm not saying it was aliens. I just can't say for sure anymore that I know what I saw that night.

My grandmother used to tell us this story. She always said it was about the time they met an alien. It happened many years ago, back in the early 1930s. They lived near a forest — just an ordinary forest. They'd go there to pick mushrooms and berries, hunt game, the usual. Then, out of nowhere, people started disappearing. Four people vanished in just one month. You might chalk it up to wild animals, but the only wildlife around there were foxes, hares, and wild boar. So naturally, people became afraid to go into the forest. And then, not long after, a man wandered into their village. They saw him come right out of that very forest. My grandmother described him as oddly dressed, carrying strange gadgets, speaking in a peculiar way. He seemed completely lost, like he had no idea where he was. About those gadgets — she said he had a metal bracelet on his wrist, and after they'd given him a good steam in the bathhouse, he pressed some buttons on it, and within five minutes all his scratches were gone. He also kept staring at some little box that had glowing pictures and numbers on it. He kept shoving it in front of the men's faces, showing them strange maps, asking where he was. So they figured a UFO had landed nearby. They called it in to someone higher up, but nobody believed them and no special services ever showed up. And then the man just vanished. My grandmother said the alien must have sensed something was off and fled. Anyway, when I was a kid listening to this story wide-eyed, I truly believed he was an alien. But now, years later, I think — come on, no alien would blow his cover like that. And that little box of his sure sounds a lot like a modern smartphone. So now I believe that man somehow ended up in the wrong time. And judging by the fact that we still don't have anything like that bracelet he wore, he wasn't even from our time — he was from even further in the future. And what about the people who disappeared? Maybe they were displaced in time too? By the way, after a while, people gradually started going back into the forest, and there were no more disappearances. So the anomaly was short-lived — it lasted maybe a month or two. If it was a time portal, as I suspect, it may have closed or moved somewhere else. As for that man, they never heard anything about him again. Maybe he found his way back, or maybe he quietly lived out the rest of his life there, in that time.

i know how this sounds. i know. i dont drink, i dont smoke, i work as an engineer, and i have a good memory. just for context. about three years ago i was driving at night — US-287, middle of nowhere Texas, no streetlights. around two in the morning. completely straight road, almost no other cars. i put on a podcast and drove. then i see it — three lights ahead of me, low above the horizon. not blinking, not moving. just hanging there in a triangle shape. at first i thought — a tower maybe, or a plane. but they werent moving at all. i drove toward them for about five minutes — they didn't get any closer or farther. then i blinked — i dont know how else to describe it, like a frame just got cut — and they were gone. thats it. darkness. highway. podcast still playing. i pulled over. got out.silence, stars, nothing. okay, i thought. fatigue hallucnation, happens. got back in, kept driving. then i looked at the clock — 4:18. i left at one in the morning. to that point on the highway — i know it well, drive it all the time — its exactly one hour. an hour and a half at most. three hours had passed. the podcast — id been listening from the very beginning — was halfway through the second episode. each episode is 40 minutes. so roughly 60-70 minutes of audio had played. but three-plus hours of actual time. im sitting on the shoulder at four in the morning just staring at the clock. phone battery was normal. car was fine. i felt fine, nothing hurt, head was clear. just the time. i didnt tell anyone for two years. then i told a friend — he laughed and said "you obviously fell asleep at the wheel and dont remember it." maybe. but i have never once fallen asleep driving. and if i had — i wouldnt have stayed on a straight highway for another 60-70 minutes of podcast. one detail i cant explain at all and try not to think about — the seat. i always have it pushed all the way back, im tall. when i pulled over and got out — when i got back in — it was moved forward. not by much. but noticeably. i had to adjust it. i was alone in the car.

I walked outside one day and there was this massive bright light just beaming down. I looked up and caught a bright flash — and then it was just gone. This was a long time ago, like 20 years. To this day I'm convinced it was a UFO.