March 13, 1997 – Phoenix, ArizonaThe desert air was unusually still that night. Eleven-year-old Daniel Reyes sat on the rooftop of his house in Moon Valley, eyes fixed on the dark canvas above. His father, an amateur astronomer, adjusted a telescope nearby. They were expecting a meteor shower, but what arrived instead would forever change their lives.At exactly 8:16 p.m., Daniel noticed it—five lights in a V-formation gliding silently across the sky. They were massive, brighter than any star, and moving with eerie grace. He tapped his father’s arm urgently.“Dad… look.”His father froze, mouth slightly agape, eyes locked on the