I was living in a rural area called Larnook. Being a mainly farming area, it wasn’t highly populated and did not have any regular flight paths over it, or none that were noticeable. One night around 11pm, a friend and I were sitting up late talking, looking out our window, which was the full size of the wall and watching the sky – there was nothing else to do because we were on solar power. We watched a white light come slowly pulsating across the sky (west to east). We only assumed it was a plane and only watched it out of boredom as it made its way across the night sky. When it reached the approximate vicinity of Mt Warning, it stopped, before exploding into a giant ball of white light. This white light then shrunk to the size of a pin prick. After it shrunk, a column of light appeared from the light and down to the ground; the column then disappeared vertically into the ground. There was no noise and it happened very quickly. My friend and I stared at each other in amazement, when about a minute later, another light came pulsating across the sky following the same path. There was then exactly the same explosion, pin prick, column of light…then nothing – re-enacting the exact same scenario as the other one. I encountered a few odd things living in that region, but one thing no one has ever been able to explain to me is a frequency myself and others in the area could hear at dawn. We referred to it as “the frequency”; it was a big, loud cracking sound that travelled across the sky every morning. Nothing could be seen, but it was so loud and repetitive, cracking once every few seconds, that you could literally see and hear its trajectory which was roughly about 60 degrees into the morning. NOTE: The above image is a rendering.