His hands were shaking when he finally tore the bullet free from Kevin’s flesh. Even more blood- if that were possible- squirted everywhere, and Martin, morbidly, thought that the gloves seemed to have served little to no purpose. His arms were soaked in blood regardless. Anita managed to be spared from the crimson liquid, but not from the trauma of the whole incident. When Martin finished up by wrapping Kevin’s leg in his jeans and tucking him back into the car, he saw Anita pale. It appeared she was the one getting a bullet removed from her leg.
He smiled in an attempt to comfort her, but knew it was futile. After carefully placing the bullet into a small baggie from his briefcase, he removed his coat and used it to wipe away what blood he could from his skin and the outside of the vehicle. He ended up with red smears on his arms, but looked better than before.
Martin closed the door, quietly, so as not to disturb Kevin and then looked to Anita. She looked at him with tired eyes.
He noticed how everything around him had a thick metallic scent. Deeply unpleasant in high concentration. He leaned against the car, breathing in the fresh air, staring off into the distance. He hadn’t noticed it before, but far off in the distance the city glowed like a million fireflies; a rather pleasant sight so much blood. Anita joined him leaning against the car, looking at and appreciating the same view.
"Do you have a plan?"
Martin shrugged. He didn't have anything, yet.
"We rest for now. Switch off your phone. We may be tracked. We'll have to think of something when we wake up,” he said.
Anita didn't bother responding. she remained silent alongside Martin for some time. Neither of them knew or cared how much time had passed before she finally retired into the car. This time she got in the front passenger seat and not the back. Martin followed shortly after.
He was so tired that his eyelids felt like lead. He gazed at the sky. He saw stars. Thousands, nay millions of them out there. They all formed a pattern. Swirling, moving, and undulating. He could see a giant disc in the sky seen along its edge. It was huge. It stretched from one end of the horizon to the other a full One Hundred and Eighty Degrees apart.
The Milky-way! Our Galaxy! Could Man, in his present, delicate form ever fathom the Milky Way? Could there be beings out there superior and more intelligent than our own? Did they know that Mankind existed? Or were they already among us? As Martin watched the sky, a point of light came down from where he was gazing. It hovered over him and landed some distance away. Out came some creatures from what had landed. As they came closer to Martin he could see that they had glistening mirror like eyes. They opened their mouth and there were hideous, sharp teeth. one of the creatures gripped Martin's Neck. He couldn't do anything. The grip grew tighter and Martin found it hard to breathe. Those eyes! Those Teeth! Martin Gasped.
(To Be Continued Tomorrow…..)
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