An
Overactive Imagination
We
all know people that latch onto the craziest explanations when they
come across things they just don't understand. You know the people.
They spend too much time on the internet digesting conspiracy
theories. Not that there's anything wrong with that but sometimes
it can be taken too far.
Well,
Willy was one of those. Just as an example, when the country got
locked down with freezing
temperatures
a couple of weeks ago, he claimed is was due to a pole shift.
Sometimes I've just got to ignore him or I'll explode.
I
lived just on the outside of town in an old two storey farm house
where Willy rented a room from me. We worked together in town and
this evening I was giving him a ride home after work. It was freezing
out and the heater in my old truck was struggling to keep the cold at
bay. I rubbed my hands together, blew on them and then reached
forward to wipe the windscreen. It was hard to see.
"It's
cold, isn't it Andy?"
"Yup,"
I said. "But it's just weather. It'll get better."
"I
wouldn't be so sure. Things are sure changing: all those
earthquakes, the bird and fish kills, now this weather. It's signs
of Nabiru getting closer..."
I
just couldn't listen anymore and started to think again about what
was in the 'real' news. Tensions were growing overseas. It was
scary and pundits were saying things were coming to a head. It's
the closest we've ever been to a nuclear war...
I
sat forward seeing some strange lights in the sky.
"What
the heck...," I said, wiping at the windscreen.
Willy
rubbed the window and put his face to it.
"Do
you see that, Andy?"
The
cab was lit up with a blinding flash of light. I squinted and pulled
over. In the rear-view mirror I could see the skyline towards
Amarillo
had lit up and then dimmed to a red glow. Only then did I notice how
dark it had gotten. We were already outside of town but the orange
glow of its lights had vanished.
"What
was that, Willy?"
"I
know what it could be Andy. It's been coming..."
"Ah,
come on. Don't start giving me all that extraterrestrial
nonsense."
Willy
shook his head. "That an interesting
hypothesis,
Andy, but it's not what I was going to say. That might have been a
nuclear strike."
I
was stunned into silence, I figured he was going to utter some wild
theory. Instead it sounded like he was actually keeping up with
current events. Of course a nuclear strike was also extreme.
I
grinned at him. "That's a little far-fetched. It was probably
just a melt down at the power plant."
He
folded his arms. "Really? Why don't you start the truck?"
I
only realised then that the truck wasn't running. In fact all the
truck's lights were out. I turned the key in the ignition. Nothing
happened.
I
sat back, feeling my stomach clinch up. "Holy smokes!"
"Not
so far-fetched now, is it?"
"It
can't be." I reached into my pocket and pulled out my phone.
Willy did the same. Neither would power up.
We
sat staring at each other for a while trying to understand what this
meant. It was staggering. Willy finally broke the silence.
"I
guess we're back in the stone-age, now."
I
nodded and then opened the door of the truck. "Come on. We're
only a half mile from home. We'll freeze to death here."
The
road was dark and empty. It was eerie. This wasn't a busy road, but
it was never this quiet. Just before we arrived home we met a couple
walking on the road towards us. They were thinly dressed and
suffering from the cold.
"Hi,"
I called out. "You guys must have broken down too."
They
stopped in front of us. "Yea. About a mile up the road. We're
headed back into town."
I
looked back up the road. It was so dark. "There's no power in
town and you guys will freeze the way you're dressed." I pointed
at my house. "That's where I live. You're welcome to come in
and warm up if you want."
They
looked at each other and then nodded. The man put out his hand. "I'm
Josh and this is my wife, Alice."
We
introduced ourselves then went into the house. It was warmer inside
but still cold.
I
led them into the living room and pointed out the fireplace. "We'll
have to heat the house the old fashioned way."
Thankfully,
I had a stack of firewood. It wasn't long before I had a fire lit
and Alice had heated up some water on it for coffee. It was cosy. The
four of us were draped with blankets, sipping our coffee as we sat in
front of the fire. Despite what had happened we started to relax.
"This
is kind of nice," Willy said. "I'll go out to get some more
fuel."
We
sat and talked for a while and then I noticed Willy had been gone a
long time.
"Where's
Willy now?"
I said.
I
then heard him talking to someone outside. Josh and Alice glanced at
each other and then Josh leaned forward.
"You
need to be careful who you let in. We saw two hooded people on the
road. There was something... creepy ... about them."
We
turned when Willy came through the front door followed by a very tall
couple in deep hooded cowls.
"Come
in," he said. "It's freezing out there. We have a nice fire you
can warm up to."
They
sat on the couch opposite us and pulled back their hoods. Both were
hairless with grey rumpled skin and large black eyes.
My
coffee cup slipped from my hands and shattered on the floor. I looked
up at Willy who had a smug smile on his face as though to say, "Now
who's nuts?"
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