Flashes of Fantasy

     It happened in a flash.

    Literally, a flash. That really tall mountain -yeah, Mount Everest- flashed with a green light. Almost as if someone was taking a picture of it with a really weird camera. Then a beam of light shot down from it. I don't know how else to describe it. 

    I'll tell you what though. Whatever it was has me putting a tin foil hat on. Just after it came up on the news, my grandma walked out of her hospice bed with all of the wires out of her. We all panicked and tried to get her to bed, but she said she was fine. We took a good look at her and noticed that she didn't seem as pale or thin as the cancer made her. We made a call to her doctor, but I guess she was unavailable. The nurse said everything went crazy over there, but she didn't really say much more. I went onto my Facebook and noticed how many people were talking about the flash, then talking about how people in their life that were really sick were suddenly better. I checked on Twitter, but there wasn't much there. Just a lot of the pictures about the flash and trying to figure out what was going on. 

    I was in the middle of scrolling through my phone when it started glitching. I thought I broke it, but then I realized it was something messing with my phone. I wanted to restart it because it might be a hacker, but I couldn't even get the phone to restart. I was thinking about taking the battery out, but then I heard the TV in the living room going crazy, and the radio in grandma's room hissing. Before long, we all heard the same thing: A quiet chime and a small speech echoing from every electronic device in the area.

    "Intelligent Individuals of R7-SS42-S3172-ST3! Greetings from the local Milky Way Syndicate, or MWS. As you may have noticed, we have sent a welcoming greeting before this in the form of a healing energy blast. Consider this your introduction into the Milky Way Syndicate as the newest planetary species of the Milky Way galaxy. We are currently sending diplomats to your civilized leaders to conduct a preliminary census of your societies, including population disposition and general well-being of all entities under your care. For the sake of efficiency and an overall positive process, please refrain from raising alarms or contacting your local protective individuals. We are not here to cause ill-will, unrest, or general chaos. 

    In the future, we of the MWS hope to give you extra aid in various forms to help you achieve further intelligence, wisdom, and general happiness in the years to come. If you have any questions about who we are and what we will be doing to help you, please ask the questions in your mind and one of our diplomatic representatives will be able to answer. With this in mind, future large-scale communications will be done through telepathic means, so please do not be alarmed if you hear any voices in your head that you are unfamiliar with. We are happy to have made this contact with you. Enjoy your day and we will be speaking again soon."

    My phone started working normally again, but somehow those weird MWS things made it work better. Almost like someone made it brand new, but better. Like, "new upgraded phone from 10 years in the future" better. Grandma said her radio was working better, and the TV looked like it had a better picture than when we bought it for Christmas five years back. 

    It all happened in a flash. And it was the strangest thing. 

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