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Dartmoor. Devon. UK. 1996
"You off out again with those UFO nutters?" Shirley started laughing. "I don't what you see with those bro. Another all nighter with the nutters!" "If you don't shut it, I'll tell mom you were not here last night? I doubt she will be too pleased, you being out all night with that guy Robin, the one mom had the row with and you, promised NOT to see. Takes Cocaine, been done so Gary tells me for possession three times this year?"
"Screw you! You say anything and I'll.." "You'll what?" He moved towards the door. A car pulling into the driveway.
"Moms here, I'd go and change out of yesterdays things if I was you." She glanced down, growled. "Uck I'd forgotten bout that." She turned and headed upstairs.
"You out?" "Meeting up with Louise and Gary plus a few others, We had a sighting the other night, some good images.
Better than we've had in a long time." "Do you want a flask? Sandwiches?" "Thanks mom but Louise does all that, we chuck the odd tenner in the kitty."
"We're headed over past two bridges, you lot follow in the car." The land rover engine fired into life as Gary drove it up the road, Tom following with a few others including two new members. "It can get tedious sometimes." Jane nodded, turning to glance at the female in the back of the car. "Coupla hours of seeing nothing does that. What we got the other night though kinda makes up for it.
She open the glove compartment to the car, took out a folder with some pictures in it, passed it to her. "Best we've ever had! Skies opened, looked as though it was on fire and that thing appears. Bloody hell could that thing shift!
Darted about before disappearing to reappear bout ten minutes later. Repeat performance but in reverse, skies opening up, fire in the heavens and its gone. Reckon there's a portal the aliens whoever they are, are using.
Gary had pulled over to wait. They got out of the car and headed over to clamber inside. Ground gets a bit uneven for the car. "Knapsack in the back folks has hot chocolate and sandwiches plus a few extra bits tonight. Gaz thinks could be till early hours. None of you working tomorra?" She had said it with a Liverpool accent. Tom grinned. "No! Not tomorra!"
"You can shut it boy!" Gary was laughing, she punched him on the arm. "OY! " More laughter.
Parking the Land Rover in the field that overlooked the valley below? They had a good view and with it being a full moon?
A lot of visibility. "Tom will tell you, we park here quite a lot. That craft came down over there." She pointed. "We got a better view tonight. Other time we was over there, not so good."
ORIAS Headquarters. Dartmoor. Devon.
Richards had been playing some game on his mobile when it flashed at him. "She's on the move. We know she took some of the vials from Lab 4. The bio chem ones." "Smallpox variant. Bloody nasty beggar that one." Richards had the address. Two of ORIAS were already watching Keir.
"You got the flash gun." Richards nodded. "If everything goes to plan and we seize her and who she meets up with, you need to use that to burn the contents of those vials. BEFORE anyone touches them, or breathes the contents."
Grainger had told him what all he needed to know about the Smallpox variant. "Only dangerous if inhaled up close or gets onto your skin, burn it up and its destroyed." Disposal of the vials had also been brought up. "Incinerate. Wear protective gloves handling them and seal em in the air tight packs."
The drive into the countryside near 'Two Bridges' was pleasant enough. Keir had travelled down that day from E.Sussex. Richards had followed in his favourite BMW Series 6. At HQ they had given him some updates on recent activity.
So they were here the other night but would they be back?
"Tom Biddle had pictures. Local press flashed them across the pages this morning." He handed him the paper, open at the page on local news. "They're staked out in the field here." Taking Richards phone he activated a screen on it to show the map. Pointed at the mark on it. Keir is currently at this hotel, the Black Swan. As you can see, its not too far from where Biddle and the others are."
Keisha interrupted him. "Its rumoured that the owner of that place is co operating with Keir and whoever she is meeting there. Why we are going as a couple over there and booking a room for the next couple of nights." "Oh that'll be cosy!"
She scowled. "Don't think your luck is in! We both need to be alert, we can take turns to sleep."
This had not been the first time, Keisha and Richards had worked together. They got on well. She was a well educated and qualified individual. Scientist and that included a knowledge of Physics. His talents were for explosive devices, defusing bombs and other areas of espionage, he was also a weapons expert.
An hour later and booked in, they settled back in their room. The room that Keir was in, had been bugged and minute cameras installed. They activated the laptop and locked onto the wireless signal from her room, showing her resting on the bed? "They might be wrong, does not look to me as if she is going anywhere tonight."
Tom and the other UFO scouts were munching on sandwiches, sponge cake and crisps. "This cheese is nice Lou.
Good strong flavor." "I know you liked the ones the other night so thought I'd make you cheese, that's local Devon Farmhouse cheddar. Dad likes it." "What's that?" Gary opened the door and stepped out, looked up. The light in front of them glimmered beneath the moonlight and moved steadily to their left.
Light aircraft, probably headed over to Exeter Airport. Get quite a few of them round here. Business centre over at Torrington." He shifted back into the Land Rover closing the door behind him. "Pass a can of beer." "Uhh Ginger beer that is." Alcohol was forbidden. "Who's got the camera?" Louise produced it, waved it under his nose. "Low light optics on this." He smiled at the new girl. Gives us a much better image with 40 mega pixels." Tom shook his head. "Ignore him Beth, he could talk you to sleep on cameras and optics!"
Ten minutes later, Gary and Louise had left them as they took a walk in the field. "Nice girl that Beth, Seemed quite knowledgeable about UFO's. S. America and she's been to Roswell!" "Think her and Tom might hit if off? She was a reporter." "Well I guess they got a lorra interests in common."
Beth had handed Tom the pictures. "I've seen that type of craft when I was in Mexico a few years back. Whoever they are, they keep coming back." They continued talking, watching Lou and Gaz coming back to them. Sharing the news with them? Beth sat back looked at them. "Last time I saw them, they were not here to pick anything up, they dropped two beings off. Looked just like us. A male and a female.
Don't know where they went, cept I'd recognize them again if I saw them." She put her hand in her pocket took out a small pad, opened it. They were looking at a drawing of two faces, one male, one female. Almost identical? They could have been twins! "Sheez now that is ucking spooky!" "Clones?" Beth nodded. "Reckon so."
Richards woke Keisha. "She's on the move!" Minutes later they were following a white Vauxhall Corsa into the countryside. According to the GPS unit on his phone, towards Biddle and the other UFO geeks.
Ten minutes later, she pulled up outside a stone cottage. Got out of the car and moved towards the back of the place.
It looked deserted? That cottage could be found to the right of where Tom and Beth were, taking a walk just as Lou and Gaz had done earlier? They were joined by them as Gaz screeched at them. Looking upwards they could see the skies with what looked like fluffy white clouds, cept this was a clear sky, or had been,
The moon obscured? Flickering light, some electrical flashes like a dry electrical storm. Then IT appeared. The same as a couple of nights previous? Cylindrical in shape that darted down and across to their right to drop at speed. Landing? They rushed over to the hedgerow looking for a way to get through to the building beyond. A small barn in front of the cottage. The glow was distinctive and it was from behind the cottage.
"Shite!" Richards and Keisha were seconds away from Keir. The craft had dropped at speed as she seemed to wait until it hovered close to her. From it like a splash of jelly poured this liquid that formed into a walk way? Richards had taken the weapon from his pocket, aimed it and fired. Keir dropped to the floor. Dead. The walk way vanished, the craft rose, a stream of plasma across the body of Keir, a burning smell and she had been incinerated. It took off at speed. Gone as it had arrived, over and up.
"I realized, if she had those vials she might give it to them." Keisha was stood over the body, well the smouldering remains of what had been Keir. "Just like last time. If they're compromised and they know it, they terminate them." "Well at least we know now, who she was working for."
"We've deciphered some scrambled messages from them." Tom was sat talking to Beth. The others listening, Gaz playing with the camera. "We think they're called Kafla or Kaflen something like that. Over the centuries they've been visiting Earth. Its only recently that the highest numbers of them have been recorded. Not since project Blue book in the US? " Beth nodded.
"Prepping for invasion?" "Our aim is to get a space sat up and out there to move out into space, record data and hopefully give us warning. Won't be in our lifetime, but!" "They've gone home. They have pics of the craft but nothing of what happened behind the cottage. We cleared the ground, cleaned up." "OK see you later. Will need those reports!"
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