So, I'm sitting out on my friends balcony one night around 11 pm and we are just shooting the breeze and drinking some beers. The balcony overlooks a big park which is made up of five or six soccer fields. Now there is an airport nearby but this was about 8 years ago and you'd be lucky to see 1 or 2 planes in the span of a day fly out of there.
Anyways, we're sitting around cracking jokes and my buddy Chuck just stops in mid sentence. He's staring out over the park very intently. So, I look and there is this sky blue light just sort of hovering over the middle of the field. Every thirty seconds or so it would do a rapid circle around the center of the field and then proceed to hover in the middle again. After about 2 minutes of silence between Chuck and I it finally stops and just proceeds to hover for a good minute and then it makes a beeline Northeast and takes off. After 30 seconds or so it is completely out of sight. It was a blur. This was on a day that was not cloudy and we are both lazy drinkers so neither one of us was drunk. After it left we didn't even look at each other. Chuck just got up and said I'm going to bed and I said I'll see you at work tomorrow. That was it. I'm not waiting around in anticipation of an anal probe so I got the fuck out of there.
I'm the most skeptical dude in the world and later on we both tried to debunk what we saw but the only conclusion we could agree on is that there is no way in hell that was a plane. Unless someone painted a harrier jump jet with dark glow blue paint and decided to go on a joy ride or we witnessed the world's largest lightning bug that shit had to be alien.
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