Interactive story

[vegascat]

This is intended to be an interactive story. Please add a paragraph, chapter, or sentance as you like.

The story begins:

While driving throught the Nevada desert looking for abandoned silver mining towns, me, my wife and 15 year old son happened upon a strange sight.
Off the dirt road, stood a something larger than a house, triangular in shape, supported by three stout pillars. Biggest UFO I ever did see.
On the ground around and under the UFO, are 7 bodies. Three bodies are in red junp suits, three in pinstripe suits, and one tied up with duct tape. All of the bodies have mutiple bullet holes or burn marks leaving cause of death plain.
The body tied up with duct tape is beside a black SUV. Looking inside the SUV, I find a suitcase with a bag of clear, yellow, and blue gem stones.
Walking around the back side of the UFO, I find a ramp leading up to an open hatch.
Being quite paranoid by now, I pull out a pair of binoculars and scan the area, not another soul in sight. I was kind of expecting/hoping to see a camera crew from Scare Tactics behind a sand dune.
What the heck do I do now?


Please continue.

 

[Chuck Anumia]

The evening air was hot and the slight breeze from the west was blowing sand around. We could see no lights from traffic which normaly passes by this area and wondered where everyone else was?

Suddenly a low hum began comming from deep within the craft and the internal lighting switched to Blue.
Before I could tell him "No", my son had walked up the ramp and into the craft, disappearing inside.

 

[Jame]

I dashed up the ramp after my son, only to see him disappear around a corner. The ramp closed...

 

[Chuck Anumia]

Rats!!!
I start looking for a switch, lever or button that operates the door while calling my son.
Naturally (being a typical teenager) he does not answer.

I recognize several of the symbols around the door as being Greek letters and some as English but other symbols I do not recognize at all.
What is this? I think to myself.
Hey...wait!!!

Is this thing starting to move before I can get out????
AAAAARRRGGGhhhh!!!

 

[batmagoo]

...thunk!
I hope that was'nt the door locking.

A small panel beside my head starts spouting some sort of gibberish, then starts an intermittant 'tic...tic...tic', "What the heck is 'chee grah op?'

A wave of nausea washes over me, and is gone in an instant.

 

[Chuck Anumia]

Yup...
That was the door locking. Double Rats!!

From somewhere deep within I hear my sons voice. He seems to be having a conversation with someone.

I head around the corner and down a ladder to find out what he is up to.

 

[Jame]

I move out to find a window, and there's my son, talking to a - a - a -

 

[batmagoo]

...wall? Or a computer, or someone behind the door!
"Open the door." he says.
"I am sorry, but access to engineering is only available to ships crew." says the..whatever it is.
"You can call me Jason. Now please open the door." "I am sorry JASON, but access to engineering is only available to ships crew."

Jason seems to be having the time of his life, and my Creep-o-Meter is rapidly approaching maximum!

 

[Jame]

And just when I think my Creep-O-Meter is at the top of its scale, the wall behind Jason opens and out walks one of the ship's crew! It's nothing human, it's - it's - AAAAAAAA!

 

[Athos Fauge]

"it's - it's - AAAAAAAA!"

I tear my eyes away and, grabbing my son's collar, drag him through another doorway away from the creature.

Jason protests and tries to get away, and after a few seconds my fingers lose their grip on his collar. However, by this time we are through the doorway and a few feet down this new corridoor.

An intense pain suddenly starts in my chest and right arm, and I fall to my knees clutching my chest, letting a low groan out of my clenched teeth.

"Jeez, dad!" starts Jason, "what were you thinking? I was gonna try talking to it. Dad, you ok?" He tries to lift me up, but I'm too heavy. Instead he starts searching the pockets of my jacket, his movements getting more desperate the longer he looks.

"Oh hell dad, where are your heart pills?"

 

[Chuck Anumia]

The Creature appears to have the body of a man and the head of a canine.
I try to get my breathing under control while my heart rate begins to slow.
(Is that thing smiling at me or snarling?)

"Hey Pal" (calls jason to the...creature?) "How about giving us a hand?"

"Varganes"...says the creature. "I am not your PAL"

"OK, Varganes; could you give us a hand? My Dad needs help"

 

[Jame]

I didn't know which was worse - the fact that Varganes had the head of a dog and the body of a human, or the fact that the head was furry and the body wasn't! Maybe I could've figured it out if I hadn't blacked out when he picked me up with one hand.

Later I awoke in some sort of cabin, filled with screens and keypads and dials and monitors.

 

[Chuck Anumia]

Junior? Where are you?

Darn kid just won't stay around when I need him.

 

[Athos Fauge]

Saying that, however, I do feel a lot better. The pain in my chest has gone completely, and the pins-and-needles have gone from my arm too.

I look around the small room. A small recessed cupboard holds several strange devices that look like something out of Star Trek, and a few monitors display data in some unintelligeable language, and one shows what I can only assume to be a scan of me. The scan shows all my internal organs, and has my heart bordered in red, with a word blinking in green. The colour puts me at easy and I assume - hope- it means 'Fixed!' Otherwise the room is pretty bare.

I ease my feet off the bed/gurney thing and sit up. I suppose I'd better go find Jason and thank Vag-whasisname.

 

[Flynn]

The small winged arachnid-thing chose that particular moment, unfortunately, to introduce itself. Flying into view from the shadows, it spoke a heavily accent English in a high pitched voice. "Greetings. I hope you are well."

In response, I screamed yet again, a long, shrill cry from the sheer aliennes of the flying spider creature that spoke to me. Franticly scrambling over the bed, I fell headlong into the floor. My desperate screams ceased as blackness once again filled my sight, and I tumbled into unconsciousness's loving embrace...

 

[Chuck Anumia]

PAIN!!!

My head really HURTS!!!

As I open my eyes and become oriented once again I see jason looking at me through the lens of some kind of medical looking glass.

"Junior?...What do you think you are doing?"

"Quiet Pop...You don't seem to have a concusion but you need to lie still for a few more minutes"

 

[vegascat]

That would have explained why up and down feel so confused.
I take a few minutes to get my feet under me then stand up.. I see a window, but the view is completely black. I walk over to it and look again. I see what looks like Earth far below and betting smaller rapidly. I examine the room, seeing a metal table, cabinet doors built into the walls, a single doorway without any handle.

The lights dim suddenly and the feeling of down shifts a bit. I look out the window and the few is now misty grey. Not what I was hoping for.