Story time:several years ago when I moved to NC, I had to walk my son to the front of his bus stop at 6 in the morning. Now, I would usually walk him there, and walk the dog simultaneously before I had to get back in the house and get ready for work. This particular day, I had walked out the door and handed the dog leash to him so I could run back in the house real quick. At that time, I looked up, and I saw in the distance when I thought it was a shooting star. I remember telling myself, I should make a wish. The cynical part of me just said it would never come true anyway, ha ha. So, as we walked, the object starts moving towards us. It stopped right above our heads, and it was a triangular, oval shape. It had six lights. They were red and green. I took a picture, but it was completely dark outside, so you just saw the lights. Everything is quiet as shyt. Even the dog is quiet. The whole thing last like 2 to 3 minutes max. At that time, it started to drive off. The thing about it was that it sounded like, when someone is looking for an address and they slow down the car, and then they see it’s not the address and they speed up a little bit. you know the sound I’m talking about. The thing that I sound so odd about it was that it was very, very low. Like a little higher than the street lights. This was 14 years ago and I still try to rationalize it to this day but that’s what always gets me. The sound that it made and the fact that it was so low. Fort Bragg is in Fayetteville, which is about 45 minutes from where I live, but no stealth bomber or whatever would be in a residential neighborhood. The crazy thing is that, once I dropped my son to the bus stop, I had to walk back by myself with the dog. This was an undeveloped subdivision, and there were woods all around. I was scared as shyt. But, I was more in awe than anything. True story.