Episode 11

Trouble With UFOs

Episode 11

As the artificial sun rose bringing the next day to a start in A51, I left Penny back in my room. She had been busy the night before, and I still wasn't sure what happened. Even the dream which had seemed so significant last night now faded. It was hard to grasp onto the content of what had happened. But I did know one thing... Penny was worried.

I window shopped on the Concourse and saw a comic book my brother, Ames, would love. The thought made me miss my family. I wondered what they were doing and how they'd handled my disappearance. 

I'd stopped in front of a stationary store and all the journals, pens and pencils worked their mojo and pulled me in. The lady at the counter was listening to music on her ipod and told me to feel free to look around.

"We can also etch words into the cover of any one you choose."

That would come in handy if I wanted a different journal for each of my stories. A red hard-bound journal drew my attention. There was something almost familiar about it. I found a British flag patch and the lady behind the counter even created a second one of the logo I had created for my main story. A second notebook grabbed my attention. It was a white journal with a multi-colored line drawing of Big Ben. There was something about British culture that lured me. I wasn't sure why. I just found it fascinating. 

The lady packaged my purchases and I continued on with my leisurely stroll along the Concourse. As I began to think of my stories and plot lines, I spied a flash of a man up ahead. He had strong European features and a scruffy five-o'clock shadow. He was exactly what I imagined my secret agent, Evan Stone, might look like. He walked casually and then suddenly veered off to the right.

I followed his path moving up a head and found myself in a park-like setting. How they had created such a setting inside a large warehouse was mind-boggling. The Evan look-a-like was no where to be seen.  I stopped at a park bench and lifted my face to the artificial sun. It felt so real.

Before I could sit down someone approached me from behind. I turned around suddenly and came face to face with Evan Stone. I couldn't move as my eyes took in his surprising appearance.

"Why are you following me?" His British accent was low and sexy. It rounded out my character perfectly. I'd never thought about that aspect too much.

"I'm not..." My voice stuttered and I stepped back a few paces.

"No one else in this place looked at me twice but you. You saw me."

"I'm not blind. And I have a hard time believing you didn't have every woman here checking you out."

"It's my job to be invisible," he said.

"I'm not sure how that's possible. You look like a handsome leading man dressed like a superstar," I said. "Everyone should notice you." I extended my hand. "I'm Taffy."

"Evan Stone," he said reaching his hand toward mine.

The impact of the name settled in my mind. Evan Stone? How was that possible? I pulled back my hand before he could grasp it. "No way!"

"What's wrong? Do you know me?" Evan stepped back assessing me for a split second and surveyed his options for a quick exit.

"Know you? I created you."

"Pardon me, but last time I checked my mum created me."

"I know. Born in Bristol, England and recruited by MI6 when you were seventeen."

He moved closer to me. "Please stop. I don't want to have to kill you."

"I write stories," I explained. "You're one of my secret agent characters." I pulled out the notebook I was currently filling with stories. "See for yourself."

He paged through the volume. "Have you been following me? No one could know all this. Not even my handlers at MI6."

"Following you? No..."

Evan looked off behind me and a concern expression crossed his face. I turned to see who was causing him so much distress. But the Concourse was empty.

"Of course, I'm not following you, I continued, turning back around. "LIke I said, I'm a fiction writer." What I was saying left my head as I realized Evan Stone was gone. I looked off into the park and saw people playing, having picnics. The other direction was a long hallway that was cast in shadows. He wasn't there either. He was definitely gone.

I'd wish I'd had a camera because no one was going to believe I saw my own character in the flesh.

Episode 10 - In Control

Episode 10 - In Control

I could hear the voice calling out to me. It was a voice louder than the whispers. It took a second to realize that the voice was coming from someone she barely knew. "Carter?"

He appeared to manifest in front of me instantly. "Wow," I said. "Impressive."

"That was all you," Carter said. "You called out to me. This is your dream, after all."

"Dream? I'm dreaming?"

"You are," he said.

Unbeknownst to either of us a figure sat at the bistro sipping coffee It was Jared and he was observing us.

"If I'm dreaming, why is it so weird and disjointed?"

"Penny found something in your blood that  caused you to go into seizures. They also could be damaging your dream state."

"No one messes with my dreams," I said, "feeling the aggression build. When it came to a boiling point I flung my hands out. The red notebook I'd lost along the way came flying back to me. When I caught it, the world around me changed from sepia-toned to technicolor.  And I didn't notice it at the time but Jared was no longer sitting at the bistro table.

"You should probably wake up because Penny is out there and you don't know how worried she can get. She really likes you."

"The feeling is mutual," I said.

Carter faded away and I glanced down at the red notebook. In gold letters across the front was labeled "My Story." As I thumbed through it I noticed only a few pages had been filled in.

Maybe this was a sign, a message to take back to my real life. I shrugged, held the notebook tight and willed myself to wake up. 

***

My eyes opened and I had no idea how long I'd been asleep. Penny was sitting in a chair next to the bed dozing. The dream I'd left behind was fading quickly. The more I came back into the real world, the farther the dream fell into the background. 

Carter waved at me from the hallway. He stepped into my room and put a hand on Penny's shoulder. She woke up instantly but held onto some grogginess. 

"What?! Is she awake?" Penny slurred. 

"Yep. She made it back to the real world in one piece." Carter smiled. "Take a look for yourself ."

Penny opened one eye and scanned the bed. Then both popped open wide. "You're awake! Yippie!"

She hugged me so tightly I had no doubt that at least one person inside A51 cared about me as more than a science project.

***

Carter left Penny to watch over Taffy. He closed the door to her room and leaned on it weakly. Being inside another's dream was exhausting enough but helping to pull back a fractured reality took more out of him than he wanted to admit. 

Jared Watson appeared behind him. He put an arm around his waist, holding him up. "You're a glutton for punishment, you know that?" Jared said.

Carter smiled weakly. "With you being here -- are things with Taffy worse than they seem?"

"You've remedied some of the problem," Jared. "Bringing both realities together in her mind brought a new compatibility."

Jared brought Carter to a wooden, elaborately carved bench and sat him down. Then he grabbed a water bottle from a kiosk a few feet away and handed it to him. 

"What do you mean by 'compatibility'? Are you talking about Clarke's nanos?"

"General McCabe had more than one reason for bringing Taffy to the facility. We believe some visitors have been implanted with an alien tech. She's been seeing strange symbols flashed across her vision sometimes when she wakes up."

"You mean little green men aliens?" Carter's voice was filled with suspicion. He had seen a lot during his time in Area 51.

"Not exactly. The visitors we've heard of throughout history, they're not aliens. They're us looking back into the past. We believe someone from the future planted technology into people they believed could not only translate it but transform it enough to change the future." Jared watched Carter gulp down the water as he took in the information. 

Carter laughed but it caused pain in his side. "Do you know how out there that sounds?"

"I know. I didn't accept this explanation lightly, Jared said. "I need to bring you back to Section 57 and debrief you. We've both been exposed to both the fractured tech and the tech in harmony. We have to be scanned for residual emissions."

"All right but I am going to need to rest. Helping her focus took a lot out ..." Carter couldn't get another word out. He pitched forward and passed out against Jared. 

"Sorry about that, Buddy." Jared picked up the half empty water bottle and threw it into the trash bin. "We both have to go to containment immediately."