The Unspoken Encounter: A Policeman’s UFO Sighting

Did you see that?

It’s not often that serving police officers speak openly about the strange things they witness on duty, especially when those things can't be explained away with logic, paperwork, or procedure. As in this case, sometimes, after years of silence, a story emerges that makes you stop, think, and wonder what else might be out there.

This particular account was shared with me in confidence. The officer involved is still serving. His colleague, who was with him on that night, also wishes to remain anonymous. Yet what they saw has stayed with them both ever since.

UFO While on Patrol

It was just another shift, apparently routine, uneventful, until they saw it. This wasn't a distress call or an incident, it was something they saw for themselves while driving a marked response vehicle through the countryside near Portsmouth, Portsdown Hill near the forts. Ahead, they noticed flickering lights in the distance. “Looked like a rave or party in a field,” one of them told me. Curious, and slightly concerned it could be an illegal gathering, they turned off the main road and made their way towards the lights.

They stopped the car just outside the field. Lights now off. Engine off. Stepping quietly into the darkness, they walked towards the glow. What happened next is something neither of them expected and something that has never left them.

Starting to hover above the field was a metallic disc-like object, a UFO. No sound. No wind. It rose slowly, deliberately, almost unnaturally still against the night sky. The lights pulsed in rhythm, drawing their gaze upward. Then, without warning, the lights shut off and the object just shot straight up into the sky, faster than anything they’d ever seen. It was just… gone.

They both stood there in stunned silence. Then looked at each other with the same unspoken question: Did that just happen?

They walked into the field. Nothing. No marks. No scorch. No trace. Just silence. Still unsure of what to say or even if it had truly happened they got back in the car and left. I asked if they reported it, they said they never called it in.

I asked why? Fear of ridicule. Fear of being laughed at or worse, not taken seriously in a profession where credibility is everything.

That was three years ago.

Only now, with time and reflection, has one of them felt ready to share what they saw with me. "We didn’t imagine it,” he told me. “we didn’t know how to explain it either.”

Perhaps now, as more people step forward with similar sightings, the stigma will begin to fade. Maybe, just maybe, we’ll start listening with open minds.