The Blackout 3 : Day 253 - 365 Days of Writing

The Blackout 1
The Blackout 2

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I walked with caution, looking back just in case of anything, anything?, am in godforsaken place since yesterday and I still don't have a clue of where am I and what this is all about.

Didn't see multitude been used yet to support any alien abduction program as I've watched in movies, hasn't been to the lab perhaps human organs are been harvested for some sort of regreneration. Am still curious. But kept on walking.

Just a step closer I heard him say.
"Do you by any chance know how the first man came here" turning back to welcome me into the river flow sight seeing. Stretching forth a hand, I looked at the face first and held back my hands in horror, there can't be any demonic figure as horrible as this, I tried closing my eyes almost immediately, at least to suppress or drive out what I've seen. Devilishly dark, thickly thorny and oily face, can't seems to find the eyes or nose, neither do I know where the mouth came from. But the voice was clear after all. Like a young man in his early forties.

"Are you scared of me? Many are scared, so wouldn't have you blame either" he kept his hands to himself.

"My father was the first man on this planet, he came here as part of a hidden Soviet project in a bid for the space race then, the first to conquer the space kind of a thing." I starts to notice some changes in his body as he was talking. Like a change of matter from solid to liquid and gas, which he never take cognizance of as he was talking.

He told me how he was actually the first man in space, for the record, the Soviet just shot him into space without adequate preparations, they were in a desperate race against the US, a possible test subjects. When he was out of earth and saw the deep wonders of the cosmos and the possibility of a God creating all this thing. He came to the reality that there was no way back. As time passes by he ran out of gas. Left to wander in space for days lifeless till he woke up to find himself in a blue river bordered by a Rocky Mountain.

The survival instinct in him woke up and made for the top of the cliff, by the time he got to the top, he was just like the way you're looking at me now, and that cliff is what we are standing on right now centuries after for the time here is faster than earth.

My entry into @mydivathings #365daysofwriting.

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