posted on Oct, 18 2009 @ 09:29 PM
The phone rang...
"Kim, you have been chosen."
4 years earlier at Pomme De Terre Dam...
Getting down to the camping spot had been anything but uneventful. From the time the two vehicles set out towards the lake they could see in the
distance black and silver grey clouds in the far distance. Lightning flashes were quick and intense.
Kim pulling the boat and her Grandfather of 85 the Camp Trailer. One wrong turn and the skilled Truck Driver eased the older model 25 foot camper
seamlessly up and down the tight and twisting oneway mountainous dirt road.
Just a few short miles from the destination and surrounded on 3 sides by the lake, rain came down with a thunderous crash and lighting was spiraling
down to the ground and could be felt from inside the slow moving minivan.
Once back out on the main road and heading towards the campground, the rain began to stop and in it's place the freshest, cleanest smelling air and
sunkissed glowing clouds filled the sky above, it was glorious.
The perfect start to a great weekend getaway with the family. The seven of them ranged in age from the Grandparents at 85 to the youngest fair haired
boy of 4.
Pulling into the camp spot it was only moments later the guys were waving goodbye headed out for the first fishing run.
Kim sat with her step grandmother and while casually talking realizes that she had been observing a UFO dancing playfully along the bottom of a cloud
500 feet above and straight ahead over the lake.
A camera sat above her on the bench and once her mind opened and she acknowledged what it was she was seeing, the new 24 exposure camera was snapping
shots.
Pausing only to look with the naked eye from time to time the excitment of the moment was momentous, a full blown Alien Craft playing right before
her.
What she found most curious was how once she began to really see the craft, only then did the details begin to become noticeable as well.
Nothing was as expected and even the A-Typical dome was under the vehicle and not on top. It was magnificent looking with its subtle silver triangular
shape and the beautifully blinking lights that caught the sun and twinkled in pale hughes of all the primary colors as well as purple and a high
violet.
A laugh rose up from her heart and the joy of a child on Christmas morning filled her senses. This was an amazing display in full daylight. She
searched her memory banks for an instant and couldn't recall having ever seen pictures this close and in broad daylight.
Standing on the beach she watched as it buoyantly hoovered and glided along the base of the clouds it had created along with the storm moments before
to "fillup".
For 15 minutes it put on a show for her and her alone. Noone else seemed to even notice. Eventually it simply vanished, but not from her sight as she
had begun to walk back to the campground content in what she had seen. This was not the first sighting, but it was the most unexpected and unusual.
Moments later the guys came back without any fish but everyone agreed that an afternoon nap was in order.
They all went to their prospective tents and camper, Kim and her husband in the back of the minivan where they had a thick futon to sleep on.
2 hours later, they all woke at the same time, a bit groggy but still excited about the film, she began chatting away to her husband retelling the
whole experience.
Although he had never had a sighting himself he never doubted her, not for an instant.
They soon discovered that all the electrical components in the mini van were shorted out. Radio, battery all dead as a doorknob.
She went to get the camera that she had placed in the floorboard of the van to secure the film, and found it missing. Completely gone, never to be
recovered.
The sun was nearly setting and during the late afternoon boat ride, pure stark white seagulls followed above the boat and dove down playfully catching
insects and small fish around them.
Never having seen seagulls in the midwest before, it was an indication of the events which were to unfold for the middle of the US, the heartland.
Late Fall 2009
"Who is this?"
"In time Kim, for now just be prepared, you know what you need, only one bag."
"Listen, I don't know who you are or what youre talking about, but I would never leave my family and the ones I love, not for any reason."
" Only your immediate, but then again this is something else you know. Kim, you have been preparing for this since the day you were born."
"Genetic luck of the draw."
"Listen I dont know who you are or what you you are talking about but I think you have the wrong person, the wrong number."
The skies above her home began to first vibrate, and then resonate a sound frequency she had never heard before. A melody which invoked visual
accompaniment in geometric shapes and colors never before known.
Running to front door and stepping out, just 35 feet above her home was a massive black 3 story space craft.
Her family all came rushing out and before anyone could even mention a camera or binoculars, it floated away gracefully and silent to disappear below
the treeline in the near distance.
"If you would like to make a call, please hang up" She placed the phone back on the jack and sat down softly in a high backed chair.
Continued...
[edit on 18-10-2009 by antar]