As the smoke cleared I realised that the thing that I was looking at was indeed something not of this world. What the hell was it, and were there any survivors?
Walking in my wet trousers was not an easy task, but slowly I approached the smouldering wreckage.
Whatever it was,it had been huge, but now it was reduced to a pile of smouldering metal. It radiated a lot of heat, and this helped my trousers to dry, but the smell was not of this world either.
Thinking that there was nothing more that I could do, I turned to head back to my little ramshackle hut, when I heard a soft moan coming from somewhere to my left, well clear of the wreckage. Setting light to a half-rotted tree branch I slowly moved toward the sound, ever watchful of it being a trap to distract me.
In the half-light of the fire I glimpsed a form laying in the bushes. As I approached I suddenly realised that it was young woman, but like no other woman I had ever seen before, for she was far taller than any woman Iâd ever met. I calculated she was at least two metres tall. She was magnificently built, and she was clad in a fluorescent one-piece uniform of sorts. On the shoulders of the uniform were some kind of insignia which slowly flashed on and off.
She suddenly stirred and I moved forward to help her, but she shrank back. " Can you speak ? " I muttered softly. She nodded her head. " Yes âshe replied. " Do you have a name ?â I asked. " My name is Belisha, Belisha Beacon " That name started lights flashing on and off in my mind. Belisha Beacon, where had I heard that name before?." I come from WagaWaga, ten million light years from your planet, " she added"
" I think we had better get under cover before darkness descends â, I said.â Follow
me." She slowly got to her feet and silently followed behind me. My mind was racing.Would she fit in my hut ?. Would she fit in my sleeping-bag?.
Suddenly she stopped, then she darted into the undergrowth. There was a frightened squeal, and she reappeared with a small creature in her grasp. She sank her teeth into the wriggling form. " I must eat," she said between mouthfuls.
Hell, this was going to be some night. Iâd better be on my guard, but would I be able to stay awake all night?. My mind was once again in a whirl. Just what the hell was I going to do now âŚ