2022-02-09 - Vancounver, WA - Disk

Saw a metallic 1 foot thick disc hovering in the street. It made a loud noise, projected light onto the street

I was awaken approximately at 1 AM by a sound which I mistook for a very loud car or street sweeper of some sort. My room faces the street in front of my house, giving me a good view of passing cars and anything else out there. Also parked in my front yard is a run-down Chevy S10 pickup truck, I will explain why this is relevant later.

When I opened the curtains, I saw a 20 foot diameter 1 foot to 15 inch thick polished steel disc hovering in place in the street. The object had solid edges, flat like the rims of a coin, and in the bottom center of the object was a large bright light. It was projecting a beam of some sort down onto the street, which I could see was stirring up leaves and branches, causing some sort of wind to whip up.

My pet rabbit was also reacting to this, running around my room in a fit of panic, thumping and grunting unhappily. I'm assuming the sound the object made was disturbing her so. It was a deep, low hum, not unlike that of an electric transformer, and I could feel it resonate in my entire body. I don't claim to know how the next thing happened, or why, but the nearest I can describe it is... The object communicated with me telepathically. I could perceive spoken words, exact spoken words, as follows:

"It's okay. We're not going to hurt you, we're just taking some measurements. We will be gone soon."

I remember feeling an odd sense of calmness despite seeing what was essentially a UFO in the street outside my house. I'm an aerospace and engineering enthusiast, but I'm no UFO nut, and while I have seen some strange aircraft in my time, I have never seen anything like this before or since. Nor do I believe in telepathy, mind control or any new-age stuff. Never the less, I could "feel" the UAP attempting to communicate a sense of safety to me. Evidently it worked, because rather than being startled like I normally would be, I scoffed in annoyance at the loud noise, covered my ears and went back to sleep.

I woke up the next morning with my hands clasped firmly to my ears.

I don't claim to know what I saw, but I saw some weird stuff. Moreover, the Chevy s10 pickup in the front yard, which has a broken tarped-over window on it, had had its tarp blown away by something. It had also been pelted with various objects, possibly pebbles and small stones, as the left side of the truck was scratched and dinged up when it hadn't been so a day earlier.

All I know is that I'm tired of this X-files Roswell crap, and I'd love some answers.