tell me.”
“Just regular war, I guess, right? Killing. Another day at the office from what you’re telling me.”
“But it’s a war you cannot win. Yours are infant souls. The Humans have ascended so many dimensions above you.”
“If I understand you, you’re just asking us to trust you the same way they’re asking us to trust them.”
“This is true but we need you as equals. We are one. I am descendent from your soul group. This is something we must discuss...”
“But what makes you different than the Humans?”
“The Humans had no right to grow sentient souls solely for war. They certainly have no right to extinguish your soul group when and if its purpose has been served.”
"So, we stay behind. We don’t stand in the rain. Then what?"
"There is a plan. We will help you cross over to claim your rightful place in the omniverse."
"And we go to war with our creators? The Humans?"
"It is in your nature to assume this. We do not wish for war. You are... leverage. It is our hope that if our numbers are great, the Humans will abandon their pact of aggression and seek only enlightenment. This is the wish of all species in the omniverse."
"Except the Humans? They are the only bad guys?"
"They have alliances but we believe that if the Humans are to fail in the quest for an absolute, these alliances will fall." Alicia began sounding the horn as she tried to navigate her way through the drunken horde. Sariana took a deep breath. "We should probably talk about you and I...”
Alicia’s cell phone began to ring. She closed her eyes and sighed as “Dancing Queen” by ABBA began to fill the cab of the truck. “Hold that thought.” Alicia knew the ring-tone. “Goddamnit, Hal.” She tapped the screen and answered. “Yeah. Dude, I am literally right down the street. Right. Well, what the fuck, Hal? Do you want me to just mow down this herd of hicks? I can only go so fast.” Alicia looked Sariana up and down. “Yeah. I’ve got something. I think so.” Sariana smiled. “Hal, I’m pulling into the parking lot right now. I will see you in a min-” Alicia shook the phone in a rage and her face flushed red. “Jesus! Goddamnit!! Shut the fuck up, Hal!!!” She slammed the phone down on the console as she swerved the truck into a parking space at the Dollar Store.
Sariana giggled and began to tear up just a bit as she looked admiringly at Alicia.
“What?”
“That was so cool for me. You have no idea.”
Alicia gave her a funny look and shook her head as she began to collect her things.
Once inside the studio, Alicia found her producer. She sat the girl at her desk while she first explained that Brady would need to return home to Colorado. Alicia then detailed Sariana, the giant bug, and Brady's sudden deafness. Regarding the girl, the producer hesitated.
"I don't know about this, Alicia," he said. "You don't have any footage of the bug. Things are really heating up in Russia and China. I don't know if L.A. is going to go for having a crazy girl on the air in the middle of it all."
“Who says she’s crazy?”
“Alicia. The whole ‘I’ve come from another dimension to save you from space warlords’ talk doesn’t strike you as a little... odd?”
“You are aware that there’s a giant hole in the fucking sky, right?”
“Alicia...”
“And it’s spewing yellow gas all over the planet-”
“I’m not going to...”
“And a spaceman is talking to us on the radio?!” Alicia smacked him in the forehead. “Are you high?”
“That’s a bold statement coming from you, lady. By the way, you can’t expense booze. I’ve told you that a thousand times.” Hal began to walk away and Alicia relentlessly followed.
“Don’t change the subject. All of this other shit is perfectly normal to you but this... the girl that kills space armadillos is crazy-talk? Seriously?”
Hal did recognize that he was being more than a little contradictory. “I know. I really do. You have to
“Just regular war, I guess, right? Killing. Another day at the office from what you’re telling me.”
“But it’s a war you cannot win. Yours are infant souls. The Humans have ascended so many dimensions above you.”
“If I understand you, you’re just asking us to trust you the same way they’re asking us to trust them.”
“This is true but we need you as equals. We are one. I am descendent from your soul group. This is something we must discuss...”
“But what makes you different than the Humans?”
“The Humans had no right to grow sentient souls solely for war. They certainly have no right to extinguish your soul group when and if its purpose has been served.”
"So, we stay behind. We don’t stand in the rain. Then what?"
"There is a plan. We will help you cross over to claim your rightful place in the omniverse."
"And we go to war with our creators? The Humans?"
"It is in your nature to assume this. We do not wish for war. You are... leverage. It is our hope that if our numbers are great, the Humans will abandon their pact of aggression and seek only enlightenment. This is the wish of all species in the omniverse."
"Except the Humans? They are the only bad guys?"
"They have alliances but we believe that if the Humans are to fail in the quest for an absolute, these alliances will fall." Alicia began sounding the horn as she tried to navigate her way through the drunken horde. Sariana took a deep breath. "We should probably talk about you and I...”
Alicia’s cell phone began to ring. She closed her eyes and sighed as “Dancing Queen” by ABBA began to fill the cab of the truck. “Hold that thought.” Alicia knew the ring-tone. “Goddamnit, Hal.” She tapped the screen and answered. “Yeah. Dude, I am literally right down the street. Right. Well, what the fuck, Hal? Do you want me to just mow down this herd of hicks? I can only go so fast.” Alicia looked Sariana up and down. “Yeah. I’ve got something. I think so.” Sariana smiled. “Hal, I’m pulling into the parking lot right now. I will see you in a min-” Alicia shook the phone in a rage and her face flushed red. “Jesus! Goddamnit!! Shut the fuck up, Hal!!!” She slammed the phone down on the console as she swerved the truck into a parking space at the Dollar Store.
Sariana giggled and began to tear up just a bit as she looked admiringly at Alicia.
“What?”
“That was so cool for me. You have no idea.”
Alicia gave her a funny look and shook her head as she began to collect her things.
Once inside the studio, Alicia found her producer. She sat the girl at her desk while she first explained that Brady would need to return home to Colorado. Alicia then detailed Sariana, the giant bug, and Brady's sudden deafness. Regarding the girl, the producer hesitated.
"I don't know about this, Alicia," he said. "You don't have any footage of the bug. Things are really heating up in Russia and China. I don't know if L.A. is going to go for having a crazy girl on the air in the middle of it all."
“Who says she’s crazy?”
“Alicia. The whole ‘I’ve come from another dimension to save you from space warlords’ talk doesn’t strike you as a little... odd?”
“You are aware that there’s a giant hole in the fucking sky, right?”
“Alicia...”
“And it’s spewing yellow gas all over the planet-”
“I’m not going to...”
“And a spaceman is talking to us on the radio?!” Alicia smacked him in the forehead. “Are you high?”
“That’s a bold statement coming from you, lady. By the way, you can’t expense booze. I’ve told you that a thousand times.” Hal began to walk away and Alicia relentlessly followed.
“Don’t change the subject. All of this other shit is perfectly normal to you but this... the girl that kills space armadillos is crazy-talk? Seriously?”
Hal did recognize that he was being more than a little contradictory. “I know. I really do. You have to
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