posted on Aug, 9 2007 @ 09:48 PM
" The storm is coming".
"What, hello, hello", i hung up when i realised the line had gone dead.
The voice on the other end of the line hadn't sounded human, it had had that tinny computerised tone to it.
Prescience awoke within my mind.
Thirty seven years waiting for the call and then when it comes i feel stunned, unable to believe that it is finally upon me. Thirty seven years of
living and working with people i despise, pretending to like them, wanting to vomit when they touch me.
Its slowly driven me mad i know, bottling up all this hate and rage, putting on a show day in and day out.
But now i've been awakened from my deep sleep, at last. Time to prepare.
" Hey Bill, have you heard the news ", my neighbour George yelled over the fence as i walked towards my crappy little toyota, " SETI are saying
they've received a signal from space, its on the morning news now ".
" Really ", i yelled back as i opened the door and hopped in, fumbling to get the key in the ignition. Last thing i wanted right now was to get
stuck talking to George. The way i felt now, euphoric after my awakening, i might just let him have it right here and now.
At the second attempt the car sputtered to life and i threw it in reverse and catapulted out into the street, nearly cleaning up a delivery van
cruising down my street. The driver leant on his horn as he swerved around me. Any other day i would have thrown him the bird, but not today. Too much
to do. I must prepare.
An hour later and i was out of the city and heading north. I figured i had about twenty four hours to get where i needed to be. 'Determined' was
playing on the radio, perfect.
I'd been travelling down the old abandoned dirt road for a couple of hours now when it just came to a dead end, the middle of nowhere.
I'd only stopped twice for petrol and to take a leak the whole way here. Luckily there was plenty of light from the moon and this far from
civilisation the stars glittered across the night sky like so many diamonds. I grabbed my pack from the car, took my bearings from the compass and
headed off into the night.
The first part of my trek was across fairly flat ground and i made good time but soon enough i'd reached the beginnings of the line of rocky hills
that had only been a vague shadow from back at the car.
Hours later i reached the summit of the largest of the hills and looked down into a shrouded basin, this is the valley, i felt it like a prickle at
the base of my neck.
Slowly i made my way down the shale covered slope, there seemed to be some brightening to the sky on the horizon and it suddenly dawned on me how long
it had been since i'd last slept.
At last i reached the hidden valley floor just as the sun bloomed over the ridge and started its ascension into the sky. I was standing in the cusp of
two ranges of rocky hills, and before me was a circle of stone monoliths, unknown to modern man. Only some very few aboriginal elders knew of this
As i stood there in awe i grew aware of a strange sensation in the air, as if an electrical charge were flowing all about, it even seemed audible as a
buzzing low pitched whine. I raised my eye's and saw, in jubilation, the craft descending. It landed without a sound, only stirring some dust and
leaves with its presence.
I stood there for what seemed hours but must have only been a few minutes and then gathering my courage strode towards my legacy. My predecessor, my
doppelganger, had hoped that it would arrive during his lifetime but it had fallen to me.
Ahhh what joy.
As i neared the craft it's surface glowed and a section of the hull irised open, a dark void beckoned to me.
The hull closed behind me as i moved into the interior and i stood in a large room, panels and lights surrounded me on all sides, all of unimaginably
intricate and alien design.
In the centre of the room was a pool of light on the floor, whirls and eddy's flowed in, around and through the light.
Something registered in my mind and i knew what to do, i stood in the light. I nearly screamed in exultation as knowledge burst forth in my brain, a
millenia of lore not of this world assailed my every thought.
I felt luminous, godlike.
George Patterson whistled to himself as he attempted to start his lawnmower for the umpteenth time. " Damn this ", he thought " come monday i am
going to go and buy a new one ".
Just then, as the rickety old thing burst into voice, a shadow fell across George and his immaculate yard.
He looked skyward and was skewered by a savage bolt of blue lightning from the circular craft that had just appeared above his sunny little suburb.
George Patterson became a wisp of dust and was blown away on the breeze.
The sky grew dark as a swarm of craft descended from the vacuum of space, blotting out the sun.
Twelve thousand years ago a bright orb hurtled out of the night sky and came to rest in the cleavage of a neat little valley in the middle of this
After a while from within this orb emerged a man. His race had been defeated in this latest battle and he was stranded on this ball of dirt that the
two antagonistic races had been fighting over for ages, but he had the technology and the will at his disposal to survive where others of a different
biology could not.
Before the orb collapsed and destroyed itself he managed to send a message, a message that would not reach those it was intended for, for thousands of
years. But it would reach them.
Now all he had to do was wait. A deep sleep was all that was required, a term his people used for a type of hibernation they were able to undertake, a
living, breathing sleep. They could live for many lifetimes. Then as the body reached its limits he would merely slough off his skin, like a snake,
the organs would regenerate and he would begin anew. But he must forget what he knew during this time, for a millenia of thoughts and knowledge would
drive him insane.
And when he woke, well then his vengeance would be swift and without mercy.
For his enemy's thought themselves safe, here on this ball of dirt, they thought, light years from their tormentors. Not knowing there was a sleeper
in their midst.