01-27-2010

Note: (01-29-2010) This is going to get changed. I had some details revel themselves to me, so skip this entry, for now at least!


Start Fiction:


It had been another rather easy evening at work. Tony drove home relaxed, enjoying the clear fall night. He loved getting off at midnight; having the roads to himself was a strange sense of freedom. Most nights, he drove the highway instead of the interstate. Even less traffic and even less light pollution, better to enjoy the night sky. Tony often stared at the stars, thinking about all the constellations he didn't know, the distances the light from the stars had traveled, how incredibly big the universe felt; how incredibly insignificant he felt.

As he looked off to the south, he saw what appeared to be a shooting star. His footed lifted off the gas pedal and Tony watched as he thought it would be very brief. To his surprise, the shooting star broke in to what appeared to be several dozen smaller pieces. The object kept falling; Tony knew this wasn't just a shooting star. He turned on to a gravel road, stopped the car and jumped out; the larger pieces of the object fell towards the horizon. He waited for it to fade away, to explode again. It didn't. It just kept falling, yet it was getting bigger.

Tony realized the object was coming his direction; it was going to hit the earth nearby. No longer relaxed, he climbed on the roof of his truck with all the excitement of Christmas morning and watched the object fall.

It hit; a smaller glow from impact that Tony expected. No sound, no concussion.

“Maybe it's not that close after all,” he said a loud. Tony was disappointed. He had heard crazy stories about meteors crashing though cars in a person's driveway; blasting through the house and taking out the only toilet in the house. Not that this would have been nearly as exciting or as dramatic, but it would have been his meteor story.

Tony kept remained focused in the direction of the impact. As he studied the glow, he realized he was seeing the faint line of a tree. Either that is one gigantic tree, or... His heart raced; his body froze. Adrenaline rushed feverishly through his veins. How could an object fall from outer space and not make a sound? It didn't make any sense. It went against everything Tony thought he knew about physics.

As his eyes remained fixed, he climbed down from his truck and began to walk in to the field towards the glow. Tony guessed the impact couldn't be more than three to four hundred yards away. The glow remained fairly constant; it didn't diminish as rapidly as Tony anticipated, which was a good thing. It would help him locate it a lot easier.

End Fiction... for now...

This stems from something I saw last fall as I was driving home. Granted, all I saw was a falling object in the sky, but this makes it a lot more interesting!

There is definitely more to come...