My observation – finally after 20 years I decided to present my story to a wider audience.

A Personal Reflection on a Close Encounter with an Unidentified Aerial Phenomenon

After more than two decades, I have finally decided to share a personal experience that has profoundly shaped my perspective on unidentified aerial phenomena. This detailed account is a reflection not only on a singular event but also on the enduring questions and curiosity it has sparked within me.

Setting the Scene

It was around 4 or 5 pm, at a location marked by geographic coordinates 53°07’41″N 23°05’24″E. I remember the time vividly because the lighting was just right—what photographers call the “golden hour”—with the sun gradually setting, casting a warm glow over the landscape. It was a tranquil winter day, and I was snowboarding down a small hill near the area.

My Background and Perspective

To contextualize this account, I believe honesty in self-reflection is essential. I am a man who does not subscribe to faith or belief systems; I do not believe in Santa Claus, UFOs, or any religious doctrine. For me, what I saw was not a matter of faith but of fact. I have always been skeptical, rigorously analyzing what I observe and seeking rational explanations—yet, this event challenged even my critical approach.

The Encounter

While ascending a hill, I noticed an unusual movement out of the corner of my eye. Turning to observe, I was stunned to see, about 10 to 15 meters overhead, a craft of remarkable uniqueness. It appeared to be made of a red, glass-like substance—transparent yet opaque enough to see through. Its shape was that of an equilateral triangle, approximately 1 to 1.5 meters in height and roughly the length of a van (around 7-8 meters).

The craft’s interior was visible through its glass-like exterior. At the center floated a dark blue plasma ball about the size of a basketball, pulsing gently. Inside the craft, a small entity was seated at the rear. It was noticeably short—roughly one to 1.2 meters tall—with a slender, almost emaciated frame, long arms relative to its legs, and an oversized head. Its color ranged between grey and black, and due to the red transparency of the vessel, I couldn’t see much detail in the eyes or facial features. It maintained a motionless posture, with its hands extended forward, seemingly controlling or sensing something within the craft.

Interestingly, the craft