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- Authors: Ruby Dixon
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GEORGIE
Up until yesterday, I Georgie Carruthers, never believed in aliens. Oh,
sure, there were all kinds of possibilities out there in the universe, but if
someone would have told me that little green men were hanging around Earth
in flying saucers, just waiting to abduct people? I would have told them they
were crazy.
But that was yesterday.
Today? Today’s a very different sort of story.
I suppose it all started last night. It was pretty ordinary, overall. I came
home after a long day of working the drive-thru teller window at the bank,
nuked a Lean Cuisine, ate it while watching TV, and dozed off on the couch
before stumbling to bed. Not exactly the life of the party, but hey. It was a
Tuesday, and Tuesdays were all work, no play. I went to sleep, and from
there, shit got weird.
My dreams were messed up. Not the usual losing teeth or naked in front of
the class dreams. These were far more sinister. Dreams of loss and
abandonment. Dreams of pain and cold white rooms. Dreams of walking in a
tunnel and seeing an oncoming train. In that dream, I tried to lift my hand to
shield me from the light.
Except when I went to raise my hand, I couldn’t.
That had woken me up from my slumber. I squinted into the tiny light
someone was shining in my eyes. Someone was . . . shining something in my
eyes? I blinked, trying to focus, and realized that I wasn’t dreaming at all. I
wasn’t home, either. I was . . . somewhere new.
Then the light clicked off and a bird chirped. I squinted, my eyes adjusting
to the darkness, and I found myself surrounded by . . . things. Things with
long black eyes and big heads and skinny pale arms. Little green men.
I’d screamed. I’d screamed bloody murder, actually.
One of the aliens tilted its head at me, and the bird chirping sound
happened again, even though his mouth didn’t move. Something hot and dry
wrapped over my mouth, choking me, and a noxious scent filled my nostrils.
Oh shit. Was I going to die? Frantically, I worked my jaw, trying to breathe
even as the world got dark around me.
Then, I went back to sleep, dreaming of work. I always dreamed of work
when I was stressed. For hours on end, angry banking clients yelled at me as I
kept trying to tear open packs of twenties that wouldn’t seem to come open.
I’d try to count out change only to get distracted. Work dreams are the worst,
usually, but this one was a relief. No trains. No aliens. Just banking. I could
deal with banking.
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