Those Lights

 

Night is supposed to be dark. 

There are not supposed to be six moons moving around the sky and lighting up the whole neighborhood.  But that night was different.

Lou was sighing, asleep.  I was sitting up on the side of my bed just looking out into the night sky.  I don’t keep track of the moon’s schedule and it’s usually cloudy in Milltown, so a moon.  Huh.

It was moving!  “Oh no,” I thought, “here we go again……”

It descended to my window level and about fifty feet out.  A pearl made of light about ten feet in diameter, it just hung there.  Silent. It rotated slowly.

Another floated up from ground level and hung next to the first.  Four more appeared from directly overhead and rested above and behind the two in front. All of them rotated slowly and were brilliantly lit with a light from deep inside.

By now night was swallowed up in brilliant white light.  The silence remained dreamlike, but this was no dream.

Lou slept on, and I let her.  I went down the wooden stairs to the living room looking for Doug and the Elf.  They were awake, standing in the open doorway from the kitchen to the backyard.  It was as bright as day out there.

I was thinking of angels for some reason.  Maybe it was the light and the silence. I walked up and stood between the brothers, just waiting. Doug glanced back at me, wide eyed.  This time he looked thoroughly surprised.

A voice whispered near us, a voice without a body.  “All Being has sent us. We greet you and carry love with us.

“You may speak in any language.”  We were not really in any condition to speak, but we were going to have to speak, it seemed.

“Alright” said Doug, “um, greetings.  Why are you here?”

The voice spoke softly but audibly.  “All Being has looked upon the earth and seen nothing but injustice and suffering for many years.  Now that so few of you are living and all but helpless, we were given the directive to help you live.”

The voice let that sink in for a while.

Peeking out from behind Doug’s shoulder I said, “how will you do that?”

“What does that mean,” I continued speaking to the open air.

Elvin spoke then, “how can we trust you?  Can you show a sign from that Being?”

“It is well that you all ask,” said the quiet voice, “here is the answer.  We will destroy the triangle ships on the ground. They will fly no more. The technology that created them is infernal. Not ours.

“That will be the beginning.

“We will guard your meetings.

“You will be part of our association of off world peoples.

“You will tell your people about this and plan on it. Your NO party will be named Novus Ordo from now on, a respectable name.”

I had the feeling that the flee part of fight or flee was pretty much over now.  We were being gathered in, though I suspected we could refuse and go down in flames some time in the near future.

“One more thing.  Rupert D. Jones and we agree that Doug will be our regent on earth. You, Doug, must set your mind on this.  You are the one,” said the quiet disembodied voice.

One by one the large brightly lit pearls drifted upward, becoming smaller and smaller until they appeared to be moving stars.

Doug had been told this twice in one day.  Once from Roops and now again from these lights, for that is what they were called.

We stepped back into my kitchen, and Doug shut and locked the door. We sat at the table, and I made more coffee. 

“Wait til we tell Lou about this, “I said.  “She will think that we were all dreaming the same crazy dream.”

Elvin and I looked across the table at Doug, waiting for some reaction from him.

link to all: In the tenth year of the pandemonium.docx