In the silence of the night

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In the silence of the night

Sasha Jones – 14/02/2002

The moonlight shone on the lake that was hardly visible from my bedroom window, it was another one of those nights where I just felt that something bad was going to happen any second, I had just been woken up when a nuclear missile hit my town in a nightmare, and I was sweating and signs of tears could be felt on my face. It was one bad dream, one very bad dream. I dreamt that Russia created a nuclear missile and launched it at the UN base in the USA, which was less than 3km away from the small county village that I lived in. The instant wave of radioactivity had deformed my elder sister, and the force had blown my house away along with my parents and baby sister. I was alone in the dust, not knowing what was happening to my body as the radioactive material from the air around my seeped into my body and into my blood supply, contaminating my organs and internal systems... That’s when I suddenly woke up.

I tried to close my eyes, and try to carry on the dream, to see what would happen next, but as always it never worked, and in the end I got fed up and went downstairs to get a drink and to wash the sweat and tears off of my face. I slowly made my way down the stairs trying to avoid the 7th step, which always creaked as you stood on it, trying not to wake my parents up.

I reached the bottom of the stairs and made my way to the toilet, I washed my face and cleaned my eyes out, and then went to get a drink because I felt like my body was on fire inside and burning out. I opened the fridge door and there stood 2 beautiful jam doughnuts, so tempting but I knew it wasn’t the time for it and when mum found them in the morning I would be the only suspect because my elder sister is on a diet and my baby sister can hardly open her mouth, instead I reached out for the milk carton, and drank it slowly devouring every second of it. As the cool milk flowed down my throat it made my feel a lot better, that’s when I saw it, in the garden just behind the pond was a small electronic object, it looked like it was covered in coloured LEDS that were flashing like crazy, and it looked something very important. I slowly lowered the milk carton onto the table, and crept towards the doors, as if it were an animal and I was trying not to scare it away. I stood near the doors staring blankly at the object for a couple of minutes, I’m sure I was standing there for ages, I could hardly make out what shape it was because there was only the moonlight half showering light on it from behind the oak tree that stood in the far east of the garden. That oak tree brought back many memories, memories of when I was a child playing with my mates up in the tree house, when I used to climb up in the cool summer evenings and play a game or two of chess with my dad, and from where I used to collect funny shaped coloured leaves from in the autumn.

The object lay motionless in the shadow of the oak tree, I decided to get a closer look, and so I slowly unlocked the doors and opened them wide, a rush of fresh cool air rushed down my neck and I felt a tickling sensation down my spine.

I crept towards the object, and half way was not sure if to go any closer, the object was clearly visible now, a small semicircular shaped metallic piece, with dozens of tiny LEDs flashing all over it.

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I waited a while for the object to move, or change, but it the LEDs continued to flash like crazy, so I slowly went down on my knees and crawled towards the object, waiting for it to jump up at me any second, but it didn’t surprisingly. So I moved even closer and lifted the object up in the air in my right hand, keeping it warily away from me at arm’s length.

After a while of observation, I looked down at my watch and realized that I had been downstairs for more than an hour now, so without even ...

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