Think of these entries as both personal and behind-the-scenes journal entries

He kept repeating, “This is wind. Wind does this.”

psychology of perception and symbolism in patterns

When I asked what he saw, he said, “Echoes.”

Most of the team admitted the cave art felt authentic, ancient, and deliberate

They were described as round, amber-gold in color, silent, and hovering

isn’t inconsistent with localized plasma phenomena

“Possibly. But we’re a few readings short of a theory.”

Caleb remarked that it mirrored Hopi and Lakota ancestral visitor stories.

Donna agreed — and pointed out something we all seemed to miss in the moment

No evidence of melting, artificial creation, or heating that could suggest mechanical involvement.

Everyone had theories, and most of them were worth writing down.

“Weather does what it wants,” he said, “but sounds don’t lie.”

Donna didn’t speak for a while after reading that.

Electromagnetic suppression. It’s not unheard of. But it doesn’t explain all of it

…a kind of auditory hallucination.

All different people. All missing time. All consistent descriptions of coastal lights bending unnaturally before blinking out.

Team A saw a blue-white flash low on the horizon around that same time

“You won’t find the answer in the files. But keep them. Someday, someone else might.”

At first, I didn’t hear it. But once I said it, it came to life

I’m writing this from the same desk I left end of spring term.