The First Sighting (The Bar)
Her mysterious aura caught the attention of his eerie eyes. He stared blatantly until his gawks of admiration were returned with her glares of revulsion, as she maneuvered out of his eyesight. She made an escape to the hollow parking lot but watched in trepidation as the final shuttle hummed along the hushed road. With a dead phone in hand, she cannot phone home or get ahold of a rideshare service. She walked toward the bar for someone who may share a ride, but to her displeasure she spotted the eerie eyed man standing underneath a flickering overhanging streetlight.
UFO (The Car)
With each flicker she noticed his eyes peer over his thick bifocals as they rested off the tip of his crooked nose. The closer she came within the bars vicinity she realized that he is the only civilian and that all the cars disappeared except for a rusted, teal Volkswagen which stood in the background of his unappealing silhouette. “D-D-Do you need a ri-ri-ride?” The man anxiously invited. With no other options in sight, she reluctantly accepts his creepy yet kind offer.
Area 51 (Men are from Mars)
The Volkswagen hovered down the wobbly road, faded headlights flickered from the many dips and divots traveled. She became comfortable as the ride continued to worsen, as his patience thinned like the narrow roads they traveled. “WHERE ARE WE GOING?” The man demanded as she stared soullessly at the sky. “You ALL will see the LIGHT”, she majestically replied as lightning strikes in the vicinity of the van.
Venus (Home)
The man slammed on his breaks in sheer fear, when he regained consciousness from his steering wheel, he saw the massive hole in his windshield. Through his double vision he saw the woman posed peacefully and he climbed out of his van to come to her aide. The closer he limped toward her lifeless body, he noticed a sticky substance resting under his feet and the source was linked to a puddle underneath her gaping wounds. He examined her erratic movements as she was succumbing to her injuries. He noticed a pattern written next to her in the sand:
⏁⏃☍⟒ ⋔⟒ ⊑⍜⋔⟒ – (Take Me Home)
“Wh-wh-what does this shit mean”, the man questions as she choked on the deep lavender substance oozing from her wounds. He knelt next to her so he can receive a response, instead she aggressively grabbed his package. Her vise-grip aroused and terrified him simultaneously as she sensed his blood has rushed from his brain, giving her full control of his being. He gazed into her green eyes, and leans toward her when a hazel glow suddenly appears around the sclera of her eyes and is transferred into his eyes. Police arrived to investigate the accident and found the abandoned van. A few feet away from the van they find the man’s glasses with a crack in the left lens, along with his wallet near the ocean with a pattern written next to it:
⟟ ⊑⏃⎐⟒ ⎎⍜⎍⋏⎅ ⏁⊑⟒ ⌰⟟☌⊑⏁ – ( I Have Found The Light)
⊑⍜⋔⟒ ⏃⍙⏃⟟⏁⌇ – ( Home Awaits)
“Do you think this was a suicide or robbery-homicide case, this message looks really weird?” The cops stroll toward their patrol car to report their findings to dispatch and through the abandoned glasses right lens you see the mysterious woman and man levitate into the sky from the ocean as it washes away the pattern left in the sand.
Calvin Shaw enjoys comedy and horror because there is a thin line between laughter and pain. He loves watching sports and listening to music. He is known to use his left brain when working and using his right brain when writing. IG: @1995calshaw