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Sunday, February 3, 2013

Crystals



DAY ONE
The peace of the beach settles my soul. Tonight the weather is fair, the wind gentle, the sky clear, and the sound of waves peaceful. It is off-season for the beach community, with few visitors and a small local population. Life is good. I watch the constellations and soak in the environment. I am delighted by a shooting star streaking across the sky, then several shooting stars, then dozens, hundreds, shooting stars from horizon to horizon, the largest shooting star display I have ever witnessed! My emotional state goes from awe to frightened; I cannot comprehend what I am seeing.
Some of the shooting stars hit the Gulf waters, some land on the barrier island. I see one that lands close by in the dunes, while others land further inland. After about an hour the celestial display lessens and then tapers off. My mind demands some understanding, so I grab a flashlight and move to find the shooting star that landed closest to my location. Using a reasonably organized search pattern I locate a small indentation in the sand with a faintly glowing polyhedral object at the bottom, I can feel heat a foot away from the object. Running back to the beach house I mentally compile the needed equipment to pick it up, examine and then contain the object, an oven glove, some tongs, and a metal pot. As I collect my tools my excitement grows, with tools in hand I hurry back to the strange object. It is gone.
There are no other foot prints around the area and there is no other person near. I start a spiral search centered on the depression, about forty feet from the depression I find this other worldly object, it is slowly moving over the sand. It is slowly rotating in the sand, when it stops rotating it floats up a few inches and forward a couple of feet, then gently settles back to the sand and starts the slow rotation once more. It appears to select a slightly different direction and lifts into the air to move a short distance, repeating this cycle over and over. I decide to follow it rather than collect it.
As dawn approaches my little mystery has moved 175 feet, I have started to record any data I can observe, It is tracing a sallow circle bending northward. Then the predawn light allows me to see more polyhedral objects, all identical and all moving towards each other. I had picked up the object with my tongs and examined as closely as possible, it is smooth, as near I can ascertain, perfectly smooth, it is light as a feather and soft to the touch. When it started to move I could not hold it back, I had placed it in my pot and attempted to stop it, it could drag me across the sand. Not even my full body weight could slow it.
Dozens of people had gathered, some following the objects as I had, others attracted by the grouping of people. Some engaged in excited chatter and others like me, stood in quite amazement, a husband wife team was providing a running commentary of events reported from their cell phone. The objects were being called Crystals, and millions have landed across the entire planet.
As the first of the crystals neared each other we all moved back, some in fear ran, but all moved back. The two crystals touched with a faint click and dropped to the ground, soon more crystals joined to create a growing structure. The individual Crystals join with no apparent seam, the structure can be easily moved or knocked over, and then it rights itself and moves back.
Several in the gathering crowd have arms, pistols, rifles, carbines and shotguns. One of the armed men has become agitated, none can explain what is happening and he is creating paranoid visions in his mind. It is hard to follow his logic, essentially he claims we are being invaded and we need to defend ourselves. He shoots one of the Crystals. The Crystal blows apart in what appears to be a splash of water. A single high caliper bullet completely destroyed one Crystal.
Within moments the armed people are blasting away at the structure, leaving behind nothing but wet sand. I decide this an appropriate time to be somewhere else.
Within half an hour I am in the SUV heading north, the radio stations are reporting Crystal landings everywhere. My wife has her cell phone online and is relating worldwide reports from social media. A tsunami of information containing no meaning, no understanding, I am scared, she is terrified. The President is activating the military, the Governor is activating the National Guard, and the Mayor is telling citizens to stay home. The freeway is confused with panicked drivers, we snake pass several car wrecks while military aircraft cross the sky. We are stopped at police check points, showing my identification and explaining that we are trying to get home, they allow us to pass.
What is normally a two hour drive becomes 14 hours, the gas tank is near empty, and we stop at a gas station a few miles short of home then wait in line to refill. I am confused and frightened, my dogs have picked up on my emotional state and they growl at anyone that nears our SUV.
Arriving at home we note a Crystal structure about a half mile away, it is as tall as a water tower. Our neighbors, many heavily armed, have collected and are conducting a highly confused, unorganized debating society. The argument becomes louder, perturbed and even more rattled. One gentleman fires his pistol into the air, demanding attention and quite. He declares this an invasion; our first responsibility is to protect our families.
We heard a helicopter, turning I see four AH-1 Cobras on an attack approach. Grapping my wife, we run, she is faster than me and I try to keep up. We run toward the Army helicopter, fear overrides the growing pain in my side, I watch the helicopter and when it fires missiles I pull my wife into the ground and try to hide in a ditch. The violence of military force I had hoped to never see again erupts at the Crystal structure; after the concussive blast wave has passed I stand and look back. Mangled bodies, trees burning, there is no Crystal structure. We hurry to help the survivors.
Hours later we are back in our house, planning and assembling our survival kit. The cable TV has gone 24/7 with this story, talking heads, politicians and scientist, all can be summed with a single sentence. We know nothing. Social media is alive with the most insane explanations. The craziest of the crazies are organizing. Martial law has been instituted, Habeas Corpus suspended, Posse Comitatus has been repealed, the government is scared, the civilians are scared, even the military is scared.
Anyone with a weapon is locked and loaded, in my community that is everyone. Around here the Barbie dolls come with a cute little AR-15, in color matched pink. I’ve cleaned and readied my old snub nosed 38, I’ve borrowed a 30/30 from my brother-in-law, between us we inventoried our ammunition and tried to purchase more, the Survivalist Emporium has sold out.
Twenty four hours since the shooting star shower and I now live in a completely different society.

DAY TWO.
Exhaustion forced sleep on me, my wife has not closed her eyes for a second, she is fatigued and scared silly. Constant, random gunfire sounds across the landscape. Sirens are constant. Electrical service was out for several hours. Reports are that gasoline is unavailable, food emptied from the grocery stores, police and military patrols are maintaining the barest of civil order. One of my dogs is hiding in the closet under a pile of dirty clothes.
After hours of online research I have found little to clarify this astounding event. The American government has responded with military force, the Europeans have responded with attempted scientific study, the Chinese government has responded with an autocratic lock down, the Arabic monarchies have collapsed. One clear societal pattern is that the larger the percentage of an armed populace, the faster the destruction of the society. Fear combines with undisciplined armed men to create total anarchy.
The science is flustered. The Crystals cannot exist. We do not even have theories to extrapolate the action and working of the Crystals, the crystals create structures of unknown purpose using an impossible power source. The location and spacing of individual structures is precise, creating a geodesic network covering all land masses. This seems to continue into the oceans and seas. The world’s scientific community has concentrated on the problem, the advanced nations are funding the scientist without limit, empirical data is collected and posted online for anyone to examine. No reported harm has come to any person or animal, little damage has been done to buildings or infrastructure. If this is an invasion, we are doing all the work.
The American society is collapsing. Me and the wife formulate a basic plan, collect the family and head for Mexico.

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