February 15th 11:00 am
I have been called upon by someone I scarcely remember. Or rather, something. I barely remember having signed up for the Wildfire Project. But here I am.
Jeremy and I are flying over the Piedmont area now, and I can’t believe an alien specie or organism might be on earth! I’m very excited by the prospects of extraterrestrial life forms, but I’m scared too. 50 people, just dead. Jeremy and I are about to go into the town (with protective suits on, of course) to investigate. I have no idea what we’re going to find.
Oh my! We are now back in the helicopter, with survivors! We were dropped off in the town, on Main Street. It was scary. There was no sound at all. Just silence. Then we saw the first body. He was just lying there in the street, in his pajamas with a peaceful look on his face. As we made our way to the van, we passed many other dead. Most were clutching their chests. After reaching the van we used the tracking equipment to find the satellite. What a mess. The town doctor had pried the capsule open, and had apparently died right after doing so. The strange thing was that when I checked for blood, there was none. We cut open the doctor’s wrist, but there was still no blood. We went around the town, finding people in their homes. Unlike I’d assumed, many people had committed suicide instead of dying peacefully. And that’s when we heard the baby. We found him crying in his crib. How had he survived? We were still pondering when we saw the man in the white robe limping toward us. He was just a normal old man. But he had survived. We brought both back to the awaiting helicopter. Mysterious indeed.
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