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|The Shelf (standard:science fiction, 678 words)|
|Author: Michael Lance Kersting||Added: Dec 10 2009||Views/Reads: 1838/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|A strange thing happened at Eddie's farm|
The Shelf By Michael L Kersting The spacecraft landed quietly behind the red Barn on Eddie Conner's farm. Overhead, the stars twinkled like little diamonds against the black backdrop of the night sky. Eddie was awakened by the ferocious barking of his dogs, which indicated that there were intruders. Getting out of bed, he grabbed the shotgun which stood next to the bed and made his way across the dusty floor to the bedroom window. He peered out then gasped at the sight that stood before him. - - About fifty feet away, stood shimmering in the darkness, was the space ship. Portholes were all around the rim of the ship. Pulsating green lights and movement came from within the spaceship. Eddie stood transfixed at the amazing sight. Suddenly, unexpectedly, a panel at the side of the ship began opening slowly and a short ramp began emerging from the dark recesses of the ship. A pair of hideous looking creatures came out carrying what looked like weapons in their hands. They were humanoid in appearance about six feet tall with huge heads and big glowing orange eyes that searched the surroundings They wore metallic like outfits that shone in the dark with insignias of a triangle within a circle on the chest. Panic gripped Eddie's heart as he saw them stop and looked in his direction. Their eyes glittering like luminous bulbs. They then slowly, deliberately headed towards his farmhouse. Eddie, now confused quickly debated whether to confront them or hide, but their hideous hostile looking appearances daunted him, so quickly, he dashed into the living room and lifted a carpet which covered a trapdoor. Hurriedly, heart pounding in his chest, he lifted the lid and careful to replace it he descended the few steps into the darkness of the cellar. Crouching against the cold wall and gripping his shotgun tightly. He took in a deep breath and waited. Sweat running down his neck in streams... Feeling nauseated he began trembling from sheer fear. Shortly after, he heard loud crashes and heavy footsteps moving about the floor above. A loud squeaking sound can also be heard. Eddie's heart now pounded in his chest as he could now hear the heartbeats sounding in his ears . After what seems like eternity, the noise above ceased. Eddie, now drenched in sweat and trembling like a leaf, waited another ten minutes before he plucked up the courage to go up and check. Cautiously, he climbed up the steps and lifted the lid above about an inch...The place was in shambles, upturned furniture were scattered everywhere. After looking around the room carefully, he finally decided to get out. Taking a deep breath, he climbed out and stood looking around, when suddenly, unbelievingly, he saw two creatures emerged from the darkness and grabbed him tightly around his arms. He began to struggle furiously against their iron grip. No! No!. He screamed hysterically. They led his struggling figure out of the house towards the ship sqeaking to each other. Just then, his pair of dogs ,upon seeing their master's predicament rushed at the aliens Get Back! he screamed at them. Get back! but it was too late, one of the creatures turned, drew his weapon and blasted them away. There were loud yelps as they vanished into thin air. Eddie then lost consciousness. Shortly after regaining consciousness, he found himself lying naked on a cold slab in a lily white chamber. Bright lights were everywhere and about four of the creatures were leaning over him curiously . A cold shiver of dread ran through him as he tried to move, but found that he was paralysed, it seems that only his eyes were active and he began looking around wildly noticing that two of the creatures held gleaming instruments in their hands. It was then he saw the shelf in a far corner of the room and a piercing scream burst from his lips. For there on the shelf, encased in large glass like jars, were an assortment of human body parts! the End Tweet
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