Messenger's Soliloquy (Aliens, Tequila & Us Saga, #1) by Michael Herman

Author:Michael Herman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: michael herman
Published: 2018-02-24T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 6

“As we near the cave where the alien craft is located, a distant and dim glow illuminates the tunnel walls ahead. Unlike the blue-green glowworm light, the brightness is stark white. Worried that it might be the aliens, I point out to my mother, ‘Mom, lights, ahead of us. Have the aliens beaten us to the craft?’ She assures me that we are far out in front of them. ‘When we get there, Messenger, it will explain itself.’

“The way forward eventually becomes so clearly illuminated that we are able to douse our lanterns and flashlights. Rounding a final bend in the tunnel, we come to the mouth of a surprisingly huge cavern. A sea of tiny flickering lights, swarming thickly and splashing up the cavern walls like waves of water, covers the floor of the cavern. Beyond the sea of light is the cucumber craft, shiny and multicolored, reflecting light up onto the walls and ceiling.

“Forbes is squinting. ‘Guess we should have brought sunglasses.’

“Twizzle sings in soft sarcasm, ‘We’re heeeere.’

“’What... what are those?’ Soliloquy asks, pointing to the white flickering lights.

“’Some of the rose thorns,’ my dad tells her and then, without waiting to explain, continues on out into the liquid light speckles. As he wades in, they swirl around his feet like moss on the surface of swamp water. He walks in until he is knee-deep. He stops, turns to us and says, ‘Now watch what happens.’ At first, the lights swirl about his body as if he were standing in some small whirlpool. Then slowly they begin to rise up his legs in a thin layer, coating him with their numbers. ‘They won’t hurt me. It’s like this every time.’ Like a living blanket, they continue up his body, past his waist, up his chest and shoulders, over his neck and then they finally cover his head. Transformed into a glowing animated snowman, he waves his hands at us.

“For some reason, Christmas carols pop into my mind and I start soto voce singing, ‘Sleigh bells ring, are you listening? In the lane, snow is glistening.’ Soliloquy gives me a ‘what-the-hell?’ look. I shrug my shoulders helplessly. I am a victim of my own weirdness.

“Then, as if someone flicked a switch, the lights on him go blank. They shudder and then fall off like lifeless sand particles.

“’No pain. It’s just their way of saying hello. A little unnerving the first time. And ticklish. But it passes as quickly as it starts. Who’s first? Forbes? How about it, young man? Ready to take the plunge?’

“Forbes needs no second invitation. He wades into the animated light sea. When he gets to my dad, he turns to us and yells, ‘No probelony, abalones!’ We wait and watch, spellbound, as the process repeats and the lights climb up his legs to eventually cover him completely. The now-glowing Forbes giggles and laughs. Then, just like it happened with my dad, they blink out and fall off.

“‘Whoo-hoo!’ he yells.

“My uncle takes Twizzle’s hand and together they wade in.

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