Hello and welcome back to Monday Mail Time with me producer Don where we dive into your experiences and your stories.

So, without further ado, let's dive into the mailbag for our first story of today's episode.

And this comes from David.

Hi, I've gone back and forth about setting this in, but I still think about it years later.

So here goes.

This happened in the north of England, not far from my last stretch of land that's mostly open and undeveloped. No buildings, no paths, just long rolling ground and warning signs dotted about that don't really explain what they're warning you about. Locals always said the area was used by the military at some point, but I don't ever seem to know exactly how or when. One evening in late summer, a friend and I decided to head about just before dark.

We weren't trespassing just walking along a public stretch to overlook the land.

The sky was clear, unusually clear, and quiet, no aircraft noise at all, which is strange

in itself.

That's when we noticed the lights.

At first I thought there were stars appearing early,

but they were too low and they weren't twinkling. There were three of them, arranged in

a loose triangle, completely stationary. They weren't bright in the usual sense, more like a

muted glow, as if the light was being absorbed rather than thrown out. As we watched, the

air around us changed. It's hard to explain that everything felt muted. No wind, no distant noise, even our own voices sounded flat, like they weren't travelling properly.

My ears popped slightly, the way they do when pressure shifts.

Then one of the lights moved, not fast, not slow, just deliberately.

It slid sideways, stopped dead and then dropped down was at an angle that didn't make sense.

No curve, no arc, just a clean change of direction.

At the same moment, both of our phones lost signal and started malfunctioning.

Screens dimmed and then brightened again.

My battery percentage jumped from 62% to 19% in seconds.

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