"We Are Not Alone"

The night was unusually clear—pristine, and the stars glittered more brightly in the Australian sky, than Michael had ever seen, as he looked out of his window.

As Michael turned away from the window and glanced for whatever reason at the monitor on his laptop, he noticed that the power was on. His facial expression changed as the soft skin on his forehead involuntarily gathered into creases. He was absolutely sure that he shut the power down, knowing that he probably would not be returning home for some time.
Within moments the monitor lit up and the words came up, “searching for a signal”. It was a pop up that he had never seen before! AND THEN . . .


Thank you Michael. I’ll bet you cannot guess who this is?

“Could it be one of my nerdy friends hacking into my computer?” He at first asked himself.

And then what Michael saw on his monitor made him freeze! He couldn’t blink. He couldn’t speak, but his heart pounded so vigorously that it was as if it was going to jump right through his shirt and across the room. He wanted to turn on the printer, but he couldn’t and he wanted to yell to his father, but no words came out. He finally was able to sit down and with that, he-just-stared-straight-forward. The more words that appeared the calmer he got and the more he read his facial