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The lights gently flickered, noiselessly, as Freddy crept through the empty room. Moments ago, the scientists were involved in a heated discussion. Science wasn't his best subject, back in high school, but when he had heard "foreign spacecraft" it caught his attention.
"Foreign spacecraft? Tell me you mean the Russians or somethin'." He said to Dr. Wesson, who had been arguing with Dr. Astrid Beauro.
"Unfortunately, I don't think that's the case," Dr. Beauro answered for him. "This is far more advanced than anything we can make, even anything we've thought of."
That was what Freddy kept thinking of. When the ship shook violently, the walls lit up with a lavender glow, as if they came too close to the Sun itself. Suddenly, Freddy felt nauseous and he collapsed to his hands and knees. The room spun extravagantly, and everything closed to black.
He awoke, stood, and decided to find General Murray. General Murray brought three privates with him on this exploration to help keep everyone's head level. Remind them that though they were the furthest people from Earth, they still must abide by the law. As he made his way out of the room, he heard something strange. Something like the sound of a lion's roar echoing off of steel walls, through steel rooms, through a dead silence.
The lights gently flickered, noiselessly, as Freddy crept through the empty room. Moments ago, the scientists were involved in a heated discussion. Science wasn't his best subject, back in high school, but when he had heard "foreign spacecraft" it caught his attention.
"Foreign spacecraft? Tell me you mean the Russians or somethin'." He said to Dr. Wesson, who had been arguing with Dr. Astrid Beauro.
"Unfortunately, I don't think that's the case," Dr. Beauro answered for him. "This is far more advanced than anything we can make, even anything we've thought of."
That was what Freddy kept thinking of. When the ship shook violently, the walls lit up with a lavender glow, as if they came too close to the Sun itself. Suddenly, Freddy felt nauseous and he collapsed to his hands and knees. The room spun extravagantly, and everything closed to black.
He awoke, stood, and decided to find General Murray. General Murray brought three privates with him on this exploration to help keep everyone's head level. Remind them that though they were the furthest people from Earth, they still must abide by the law. As he made his way out of the room, he heard something strange. Something like the sound of a lion's roar echoing off of steel walls, through steel rooms, through a dead silence.
Private Freddy Verome pulled out his rifle.
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Helene had been the first to notice the ship. She contacted the scientist, Astrid Beauro, as she specialized in elements and physical space matter. At first, the scientists thought it may have been something simple, in a strange situation. Light refracting from a distant star, shining eerily across condensed gas, but that answer didn't put anyone's thoughts to rest.
Soon enough, they received signals from it and realized that it was a combination of condensed Carbon and Nitrogen, so solid as to protect itself from the vacuum. None of them had thought that possible before. Apparently it was.
Now Helene sat up from her unconscious position on the floor. Looking about, she saw the two who had been in the room with her. Lady Allison was still unconscious, or had gone to sleep, and ...
"No..." Helene said quietly. She crawled across the floor, looming over her husband. "Alfred, wake up." There was a pool of blood around his head, and when she felt around, she felt a bump. He must've have hit something as he fell. "Alfred!" She creamed. "Please, please wake up!" Helene pulled his body close to her own and began to cry, repeating his name, screaming it just above a whisper. Her voice gave out, and she didn't hope he'd awaken, for when she held his hand, the only warmth came from the tear drop that had hit it.
She fell asleep holding him close, and awoke just as cold as when she'd gone to sleep.
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The unrecognized craft came near and fired on the ship. Sixteen people were on board and when they shot at them, panic struck each and every being within. Nobody had expected this. The lights flickered continuously, the back up generator pushing itself to the limit as every shot made contact. Their accuracy was uncanny, and the fact that they had weapons nagged at the back of Dr. Wesson's mind. 'Why have weaponry unless you knew there was something hostile. If they'd been watching us...then they'd know we weren't. Who else is out here?'
The lights stopped flickering and the ship was dark. Dr. Wesson could still hear the generator and knew they all at least had heat. The firing ceased and everything was silent.
"Hello?" Dr. Wesson called out, helplessly. "Is everybody okay?"
Moving silently through the vacuum of space, the alien ship approached their own. Particles of light spiraled out from the foreign spacecraft and entwined around the ship. As the American Space Explorer was boarded, unknown beings made their way into human terrain. They didn't know what to expect was on the subdued ship, and the people didn't know what to expect of their assailants.
As Dr. Wesson slowly crept along the wall of the room he'd been staying in, hand over hand finding his way through the dark, he heard loud noises and what sounded almost like a lion's roar. It seemed to come right out of a horror movie. Instead of feeling frightened, worried about what he was about to see, Dr. Wesson thought of his family. This could be a huge scientific finding, and a lot more money would be put into space exploration and the like. A lot of money that could help his two children through schooling. A lot of money that could help his wife become what she's always wanted to be.
But Dr. Wesson can't help if he dies here. Insurance doesn't cover intergalactic war.
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Sara was confused when she woke up. She was in a cramped area without light and began to panic. "Where the hell am I?" She shouted. She couldn't spread her arms out fully, hitting a wall on both sides. "Where the fuck am I?" She said even more loudly. Then she became completely quiet when she heard a soft groan. Then, and it wasn't until then, that she remembered what had happened. And it wasn't until she remembered feeling the ship shake and the room grow hot, and the pitch black supply closet grew bright with lavender.
She smiled to the man as he came nearer. He introduced himself and she returned the nicety. His name was Jerome and he seemed to speak with his eyes. After getting to know each other over the past several years on board, they considered themselves a couple. He was very shy, and she liked that. He didn't even ask her out, she had done that. It had taken a long time, but it got lonely, and they became best friends.
Unfortunately, private relations were preferred not to be partaken in while aboard. They were being paid quite handsomely, and this was a job, and they were to treat it as one. Therefore, when the two got a little further into their relationship, they needed to do it without the knowledge of others on the ship.
In the supply closet, Jerome had started waking up, and she immediately was pacified, knowing that he would be there for her.
"Sara, are you okay?" He said as he got to his feet. "And let's get the hell out of this closet..." They were both surprised to see that the lights were off outside of the closet. The closet itself had no light, but the hallway lights never went out.
"I think there's something bad going on..." Sara said. Jerome pulled her close and held her tightly as they heard a terrifying roar. It came from the jungle itself. "If the lights are out on the ship," Sara said, "Then what do you do when you can't see the sun?"
Helene had been the first to notice the ship. She contacted the scientist, Astrid Beauro, as she specialized in elements and physical space matter. At first, the scientists thought it may have been something simple, in a strange situation. Light refracting from a distant star, shining eerily across condensed gas, but that answer didn't put anyone's thoughts to rest.
Soon enough, they received signals from it and realized that it was a combination of condensed Carbon and Nitrogen, so solid as to protect itself from the vacuum. None of them had thought that possible before. Apparently it was.
Now Helene sat up from her unconscious position on the floor. Looking about, she saw the two who had been in the room with her. Lady Allison was still unconscious, or had gone to sleep, and ...
"No..." Helene said quietly. She crawled across the floor, looming over her husband. "Alfred, wake up." There was a pool of blood around his head, and when she felt around, she felt a bump. He must've have hit something as he fell. "Alfred!" She creamed. "Please, please wake up!" Helene pulled his body close to her own and began to cry, repeating his name, screaming it just above a whisper. Her voice gave out, and she didn't hope he'd awaken, for when she held his hand, the only warmth came from the tear drop that had hit it.
She fell asleep holding him close, and awoke just as cold as when she'd gone to sleep.
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The unrecognized craft came near and fired on the ship. Sixteen people were on board and when they shot at them, panic struck each and every being within. Nobody had expected this. The lights flickered continuously, the back up generator pushing itself to the limit as every shot made contact. Their accuracy was uncanny, and the fact that they had weapons nagged at the back of Dr. Wesson's mind. 'Why have weaponry unless you knew there was something hostile. If they'd been watching us...then they'd know we weren't. Who else is out here?'
The lights stopped flickering and the ship was dark. Dr. Wesson could still hear the generator and knew they all at least had heat. The firing ceased and everything was silent.
"Hello?" Dr. Wesson called out, helplessly. "Is everybody okay?"
Moving silently through the vacuum of space, the alien ship approached their own. Particles of light spiraled out from the foreign spacecraft and entwined around the ship. As the American Space Explorer was boarded, unknown beings made their way into human terrain. They didn't know what to expect was on the subdued ship, and the people didn't know what to expect of their assailants.
As Dr. Wesson slowly crept along the wall of the room he'd been staying in, hand over hand finding his way through the dark, he heard loud noises and what sounded almost like a lion's roar. It seemed to come right out of a horror movie. Instead of feeling frightened, worried about what he was about to see, Dr. Wesson thought of his family. This could be a huge scientific finding, and a lot more money would be put into space exploration and the like. A lot of money that could help his two children through schooling. A lot of money that could help his wife become what she's always wanted to be.
But Dr. Wesson can't help if he dies here. Insurance doesn't cover intergalactic war.
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Sara was confused when she woke up. She was in a cramped area without light and began to panic. "Where the hell am I?" She shouted. She couldn't spread her arms out fully, hitting a wall on both sides. "Where the fuck am I?" She said even more loudly. Then she became completely quiet when she heard a soft groan. Then, and it wasn't until then, that she remembered what had happened. And it wasn't until she remembered feeling the ship shake and the room grow hot, and the pitch black supply closet grew bright with lavender.
She smiled to the man as he came nearer. He introduced himself and she returned the nicety. His name was Jerome and he seemed to speak with his eyes. After getting to know each other over the past several years on board, they considered themselves a couple. He was very shy, and she liked that. He didn't even ask her out, she had done that. It had taken a long time, but it got lonely, and they became best friends.
Unfortunately, private relations were preferred not to be partaken in while aboard. They were being paid quite handsomely, and this was a job, and they were to treat it as one. Therefore, when the two got a little further into their relationship, they needed to do it without the knowledge of others on the ship.
In the supply closet, Jerome had started waking up, and she immediately was pacified, knowing that he would be there for her.
"Sara, are you okay?" He said as he got to his feet. "And let's get the hell out of this closet..." They were both surprised to see that the lights were off outside of the closet. The closet itself had no light, but the hallway lights never went out.
"I think there's something bad going on..." Sara said. Jerome pulled her close and held her tightly as they heard a terrifying roar. It came from the jungle itself. "If the lights are out on the ship," Sara said, "Then what do you do when you can't see the sun?"
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