There was something about this particular story of extraterrestrial abductions in a sleepy little town where nothing usually happened that struck me as… curious.
“We know where it is. We’ve known for a while. We just can’t get to it. It would require some fairly fancy flying.” The secretary crossed his arms and gazed at the faces of the officials surrounding him.
“My homunculus is malfunctioning.”
I could feel it, shifting around in my chest, as I waited for the on-call doctor to respond. The doctor’s badge indicated that he didn’t have one, so I didn’t think he would understand, but as I began to speak, to describe what had been happening to me over the past few weeks, his questions and observations revealed that he understood quite well. And he came to this conclusion.
My homunculus was malfunctioning.
Shortly before the world lost contact with Tranenbloud Island, the research team reported that an islander and a member of the team had gone missing, a man and a woman. Both were later found dead and with their reproductive organs missing, presumably devoured.
A few days after that, all communication from the island ceased.
If we break the mirror barrier, we would have even greater control over the transformations between matter and energy than ever before. For this knowledge, we humbly ask our new friends from beyond the known stars.
The only worthy god is a fallen god. Because a fallen god must walk the mortal path. Only a fallen god can be stung by nettles, or lashed by biting winds, or blistered by fire, or embraced by the love of a stranger.
I reached out to the meteorite, a rocky mass with atypical glowing purple patches, knowing it might be the last thing I ever did on Earth.
It didn’t crash. It landed. It landed in a specific place.
Right in the middle of a major metropolitan area.
Lachenhut flew out toward the creature first. Overclock and Keo hovered in the air, at the ready, but hanging back as our red-capped leader had requested.
“I’ll need the ether regulator. Hand it to me, won’t you?”
“It’s the device with the controls for wireless manipulation of extraplasmic conductance.”
This is what we wanted. This is what we feared.
Encountering new life. Endangering our lives.
These were some of the last words I heard from my mother on the last transmission from Marv.
Do you see him? Right there, between Mig and John? As if he’s part of the crew?
Nico drove up to the mouth of the cave. He got out of the truck and walked around to the other side. Normally, the young retriever would have hopped out of the open door in a rush. But Ruby lay there, still sleeping.