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A little story about the human race.


Submitted:Jun 15, 2010    Reads: 63    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


MARS
The longer you wait, the better you realize that something is wrong. The monkeys start climbing down from the trees, and start talking Hebrew. A giant spaceship appears silently on the horizon and lifts you up: you are alone, you start hearing the voice of those monkeys, and the connected sounds start making sense. You hear music and laughter, something warm lifts you up, and there you see the red horizon, as it looked like once: the sky above Mars, as you heard the monkeys name it. The only question in your mind is: what happened to the Earth as you knew it?
The reply to that question lay somewhere in a remote place, in the uranium mines of Mars, where the first spacecraft sent by humans laid covered with red dust, which protruded everything here.
The main computer of the command-desk of the ship still gave a faint light, as it was designed to last as long as the compressed uranium kept the system going. Somewhere the hidden software-base of the main artificial intelligence of the ship there rested hidden a small equation, that gave the exact parameters of a small planet that orbited light-years away in the Hercules nebula.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
(Well I wrote this under the influence of the X-files series. It's amazing how those two guys keep bumping upon UFOs every step of the way. I have never seen any myself.)




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