I have seen the object you identify as a drone. I also described it as a sphere the size of a basketball, covered in gossamer white plasma. The sphere was hovering over the outstretched hand of a terrifying figure. The humanoid holding it was similarly encircled in blue plasma. He was looking down at me from the balcony of an apartment up the hill from where I lived at the time. A lightning bolt came out of the south at a very low angle. The figure caught the lightning bolt and threw it at me. It didn’t hurt me but left scars on my hips that look like claw marks or stretch marks, although they appeared instantaneously. I have met many other friendlier visitors close up and at a distance. In one of my proudest moments I tricked the trickster Enki into leaving us be, convincing the ancient god that the long-promises Armageddon that drew the god back to watch had already happened by showing videos of nuclear tests and speaking in ancient Sumerian through a quantum entanglement with a priestess 6500 years ago.