I had just gotten out of my car, talking with a friend on the phone. I witnessed what I thought was an ember from a firework above the tree line. As it rose, I saw another, and thought it was weird that they weren't falling to the ground or losing brightness. Soon they changed direction and flew just over my head, I'd say about 200 or so feet in the air. Absolutely silent, but intelligently controlled. They were small, almost as if there were no craft at all but simply lights. I could see a small red light kind of like a bike reflector laying flat and on top of that a taller rectangular orange light that pulsates up and down, similar to a candle flame. As I stood there mesmerized by what I was seeing, I was still simply trying to discern what these were. When I told me friend what I was seeing, I looked back to the spot they had come from and three more appeared, rising slowly above the tree line. The three started close together but veered off in separate directions. Two of which appeared to become one light and head off in the direction of port Columbus international. And then they were gone. And I've never seen anything like that as long as Ive lived. I felt, amazed at first. Really seeing a ufo, but as it sunk in and the adrenaline wore off, I got frightened. I'm not sure what these were, but I know they weren't any type of conventuals aircraft, and I grew up in a military family and am familiar with all sorts of flying craft. I lost site of the objects as they continued just fly off in to the distance, not steadily rising, but at the same height.