Year: 1993
Location: Fairview Heights, IL
Time of day: roughly 9:00am
Weather: sunny with no clouds in the sky
I was driving to school (student at Southen Illinois University-Edwardsville) at the time from my apartment, and was driving north on Highway 159 through Fairview Heights, a heavily commercial district of Metro-East St. Louis. As passed an intersection next to a local bank and a Mongolian restaraunt, I noticed something "floating" up in the sky on my left (west). I didn't think too much of it, since Fairview Heights is only a couple miles away from Scott Air Force Base, and commercial flights usually pass over the town on their descent toward Lambert Airport in St. Louis. I'm used to things in the sky.
At the next intersection, though, I stopped at a red light. It was then when I noticed the "floating" thing still in the same area of my perspective, which was rather odd, so I looked with more interest. It occurred to me that it was also not making any noise, and simply floating in the air some 500 feet or so above the ground. It was the size of, it seemed, two commercial jets. It was also saucer-shaped, black, and what looked to be three circular "exhausts" (that's how they looked) on it's bottom.
It was at that moment when I was completely awestruck. The stoplight had turned green, and I didn't budge, but I was not the only one who'd noticed. Other cars had completely stopped in the street, and people were getting out and pointing up at the craft. People were yelling out exactly what I was thinking.........like "Holy ****!" And "What the **** is THAT?!?"
I started driving, and for some reason began to follow it while it started to "glide" northward, the same direction I was driving. I was trying very hard to keep my eyes on the road while trying to decide if what I was seeing was real. I had the windows rolled down, and there was no noise coming from it. Nothing. Silence. I kept driving at the same pace, which was around 35-40 mph.
Once I almost reached the highway's intersection with Highway 64 (east-west), I'd stopped at one last red light. Where I was able to see with my own eyes the craft stop in the air once again with perfect ease over the intersection, then fly off into the sky toward the stratosphere with almost a cartoon-like speed. It was there right in front of me, and then it flew off out of sight in perhaps 2 seconds. It didn't go straight up, but accelerated eastward and upward.
I've had mixed reactions from people I've told the story to. Some think it's the coolest thing ever........as if I've witnessed some cosmic Sermon on the Mount. I was absolutely paralyzed with a kind of fear and awe that I can't describe to this day. Others who have had sightings like mine just kind of shake their heads and relate their stories without going into conjecture about the existence of aliens. And then there's others who think that I somehow didn't see what I really did............those are the kinds of people I just want to pinch really hard.
My story hasn't changed one bit since that day, and I'll remember it until I'm dead and gone.
Peace,
Mystic