#39. The Black-Delta Part 2

As I continued driving down the freeway that night, the lights kept showing up, every appearance being equally brief, separated by 10 or 12 minutes.  Looking back I feel like can only guarantee I saw it 9 times.  I had been trying to catch pictures, but even having my phone ready in my hand (dangerous driving) I wasn’t fast enough to snap a picture once I saw it.  I have plenty of videos looking at nothing with me cursing in the background having just missed it, but I never caught a photo.  I did, however, stop on the side of the highway for a while with my camera ready, and I eventually realized we had both been moving at a speed of around 80 miles-per-hour, and thusly gave up and got in my car, confident It was now so far ahead of me that I’d never see it again, but that was only it’s seventh appearance.  That gave me an implication that it stopped when I did, for whatever reason.  The last time I saw it, I was rounding the bend into Duluth as the Aerial Lift Bridge had just come into view, and it did it’s brief light show like a pinwheel in the sky and disappeared again.  I found it is a common local sighting to have around here, even the girl in Willow River told me she had seen it, and I believe her, because she already knew it alternated sides of the highway before I told anyone.  She also happened to be my first student and therefor the first to get my psychic process to work for herself.  But, the implications of the craft I saw that night are staggering.  Could this craft frequent this route so often because it may, in effect, live here?  I never found anyone else who saw it the same night I did, but that night was an insight into possibility.  The large triangular crafts they call “Big Black Deltas” exist.