I work at NASA. If you believe in aliens you're damn right.

Hey there, folks. I've been working at NASA now for about 6 years, and I've been contracting for them for about 11. Of course I've seen a lot of weird shit in that time, but what I want to talk to you about happened in 2019. It's this weird thing that happened while my friend and I were doing some upgrades for the ISS. I'll call him "Bob", and I'll call myself "Jim". I'm Jim by the way. Nice to meet you.<br><br>It started back in April of 2019. The ISS was in need of a new module so they could expand their science capabilities. This wasn't a big deal, since Bob and I had done these upgrades on the station countless times before. The modules were already built and were ready to launch, so we didn't have to do too much other than bolt it on and make sure there were no leaks. Simple stuff. <br><br>So we launch Bob and I in the beginning of April, and it takes about two days to arrive at the station. We're relaxed, so we're just watching movies and and hanging out in zero G, and after a while we get bored and Bob goes to sleep. I'm still wide awake, so I go to the window and look out. It looks like I'm probably around Australia, since I can see the whole island, and there's a big storm across the Asian coast. It's cool, and I'm having fun.<br><br>So I look to my right, and I see a dot. Usually, that doesn't mean much, since there are plenty of debris in orbit. But this one's moving. I don't think much of it, since it's probably the Dragon capsule or something. It's coming closer and closer, and I see a glint of light. Now I'm really interested, since there's obviously something metal floating out there. I squint a little, and it's about half the size of my fist. It's probably a piece of the rocket we used to get here, and I'm just seeing it at the right angle.<br><br>As I keep looking, I notice it's moving weird. Instead of just slowly floating, it's moving across my view, almost like it's passing by the capsule. I figure it's just a piece of junk flying by, but then I realize the speed that we're moving at. That is not a simple piece of space junk. So I shake my head and tell myself to not get too excited. I tell myself that it's probably a piece of satellite equipment that broke off. <br><br>I don't think about it too much, since I have a spacewalk to do in a few hours. I'm still wide awake, but I decide to go to sleep. Bob wakes me up a few hours later, and we start to get ready for the EVA. We check everything a few times, and Bob tells me he's ready when I am. I tell him I'm ready, and we head into the airlock. The depressurization hits pretty quickly, and we squeeze out after a few minutes. It feels exactly like the water pressure that you feel underwater, and then it slowly goes away. It's a very weird feeling, but I'm used to it. <br><br>We head outside, and I'm immediately hit with the realization of how small I am. The Earth takes up half my vision, and I can see storms across the surface and clouds gathering. I see the blackness of space, and it looks endless. We don't spend too much time looking, since we have a job to do. So we head to the bottom of the ISS to bolt the module on.<br><br>The module is a PMA (Permanent Multipurpose Module) called Tranquility, and it's already connected to the ISS. We just need to bolt it on, which should only take a few hours. We make our way down, and I'm immediately hit with the realization of how huge the station is. It takes us a good hour or so just to make it all the way down. I grab the drill, and Bob holds the bolt in place. We bolt it on, and after a few minutes it's done. We're both relieved, since we were already pushing our limits for our spacewalk. We both tell each other to "keep calm" and head back to the airlock.<br><br>It takes about an hour to get back up to the airlock, and we both squeeze in once we get there. The pressure slowly starts to build, and we're both relieved. We take off our suits and head back into the spacecraft. We sit down, and Bob turns to me and asks, "Do you think we'll ever get to Mars?". I smile slightly and tell him, "Hopefully soon." He tells me he's going to sleep, and I nod. I tell him I'll be there in a minute.<br><br>I turn and look to the left towards the window. I can see vast blackness punctuated by a few blueish white stars. The ISS is above me, and I can see the solar panels slowly rotating as we orbit. It's a beautiful sight, and I think I'm so lucky to be able to be here. I look down to Earth, and I see Asia and Australia. I see the same storm system again off the Asian coast.<br><br>I look to my right, and I tell myself immediately, "What the fuck?". In the distance, I can see a spacecraft. It looks a lot like the Apollo modules, but this one's too big to be an Apollo module. It looks like an Apollo module combined with an Apollo Command module. Which isn't possible. So I squint again to take a better look, and I see something else. I see flag. It's a faded flag with two crescent moons, and underneath that it says "elsonia". I don't recognize the name, so I ask myself, "What is this?". It looks like it's coming towards me. I'm filled with excitement, and I shake Bob awake. He looks up at me and groggily says, "What?". I look at him and say, "Look."<br><br>He looks to the right, and his eyes widen. I can tell he's excited. He tells me, "Don't move. Don't look at them. I'm going to the radio to contact Houston." I nod, and he floats away. I'm still looking at the spacecraft, and I can see it coming closer and closer. It's moving fast, and I can see the way the solar light is catching the metal. It's beautiful, but I'm also a little nervous.<br><br>The spacecraft zooms right by me, and I can see the flag getting smaller. I don't move a muscle. I can hear Bob talking on the radio, and I can hear him say, "We have a spacecraft, and it's flying by the station. Requesting further instruction." He's quiet for a minute, and then he says, "I'm serious." Then there's another pause, and he tells them, "Okay."<br><br>He floats back to me, and I can see he's a little nervous. He looks at me and says, "That was weird." I turn and look at him, and I ask him, "What did they say?". He tells me, "They told me to write it down in the log, and then delete it." I look at him and say, "Okay." We both stay quiet for a moment.<br><br>After a while, Bob looks at me and says, "I think it's aliens, Jim. I think that was aliens." I turn and look out the window, and I can see the spacecraft in the distance. I can't see the flag, but I can see the shape of the ship. I nod, and Bob asks "You think so too?". I nod again. Bob goes quiet again, and then he says, "That's crazy." I nod for a third time. We spend the rest of the time until we land looking out the window, watching that ship fly around the Earth. <br><br>We land without any issues, and when the recovery team comes in, Bob tells me, "I'm going to write this down in the log book. But I'm not going to delete it." I nod, and he writes it down. I ask him if he wants me to sign off too, and he tells me yes. I sign, and we give the logbook to the recovery team. <br><br>They bring us back to NASA, and they ask us a million questions. They ask us where we were, and we tell them the station. They ask us if we saw anything strange, and we tell them no. They ask us if we're tired, and we tell them yes. They leave, and we go to the debriefing room. They ask us a few more questions, and we answer them. We tell them what we saw, and what we did. When we finish, we leave, and I go home. <br><br>I'm sitting at my desk, when I get a call. It's Bob, and he's telling me that someone from NASA came to his door and took the logbook. He's telling me that they told him this never happened. I listen, and I agree. He hangs up, and I sit there looking at the phone. So I decided to tell this story. This is the first time I've told it, and I'm glad I can tell it.<br><br>You guys might not believe me, but I don't care. If you do, you're welcome to your opinion. If you don't, you can go fuck yourself. I'm not here to change your minds. I'm just here to tell a story. And if NASA finds this post, I don't care. You can't do anything to me. And if you think aliens don't exist,