Your Truth is Out There (Find Your Truth Book 1) by David Allen Kimmel Page B
Authors: David Allen Kimmel
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Gsefx assumed to be a single Irtling staring up at him.
“Gralt!” he spat, his heart sinking and stomach twisting into a knot. Panic, mixed with feelings of self-pity and despair, began to set in.
Why did I ever come here? He thought. Whatever possessed me to attempt such a stupid stunt? I should have just gone home and waited for Planvc, or better yet, taken the ship in for a check-up like a responsible adult. That’s what Lhvunsa would say, anyway. By the Gods, Lhvunsa! How am I going to explain this to her?
He was about to vow that if he made it out of this in one piece, he’d pay more attention to his wife in the future, when the ship lurched heavily to the left and he nearly lost control, snapping his focus back to the task at hand.
No time for vows, self-recrimination or second guessing now! I can do that once I’m safely out of here. For now, it looks like I’m just going to have to deal with what’s in front of me.
Struggling to control the ship, he glanced out of the front window.
“Gralt!” he shouted frantically, seeing his bad situation turning disastrous. He was about to land right on top of the Irtling!
Pulling back on the controls and frantically pushing buttons, Gsefx maneuvered the ship up slightly and over just enough to clear the Irtling and set the vehicle down in a clear spot without doing any further damage to the ship or the native on the ground. He shut the engines down and took a few deep breaths to compose himself before unbuckling his safety restraint and opening the door.
“Thank the Gods there’s only one of them,” he said, as he stepped out to meet the lone representative of planet Irt.
Chapter 12
Something to Live For
As it descended, the ship lurched from side-to-side with ever-increasing frequency, never leaving its track directly toward Henry.
It’s going to crash for sure, and take me and my paintings with it! Thought Henry after a particularly violent surge. A part of him wanted to get out of the way of the rapidly descending ship, a part of him wanted to save his paintings, and still another part of him wanted to raise the gun in his hand and start firing on the intruder. In the end, he could do nothing but watch, transfixed by the strange craft bearing down on him.
The ship stopped suddenly, barely fifty feet above his head, bounced around for a few seconds and then moved off, missing Henry and safely setting down in an open space about thirty yards away. Henry clicked the safety off on his revolver and walked toward the new arrival.
As he approached it, he could see that the ship was about forty feet long and ten feet high—nearly twice the size of his car. It also had a strange looking, tent-shaped, appendage on the top of the hull that added another four feet to its height. The ship was off-white, with a rounded front, a dark tinted windshield and dark windows on the side where he suspected the passenger seat would be located. Outlines for the doors were set midway between the front and rear of the craft.
Henry stopped about ten feet away from the now silent ship and waited to see what would happen next. To say he was scared would be putting it mildly. Just a few minutes earlier, he’d been ready to take his own life, but the arrival of this uninvited guest to his farewell party brought on a new feeling that overrode all other considerations. Regardless of the circumstances that brought him here, Henry was now the only thing standing between an alien of unknown intentions and the rest of humanity. For the moment, at least, it seemed he had something to live for.
Without warning, the dark windows cleared and the doors slid silently open. Its pilot stepped out onto the dirt and faced Henry.
Chapter 13
The Irtling
What he saw when he stepped out of his vehicle was more foreign to Gsefx than he had expected. The landscape was like nothing he’d ever seen before. He and his Irtling counterpart were standing in a large open area, covered with dirt and
“Gralt!” he spat, his heart sinking and stomach twisting into a knot. Panic, mixed with feelings of self-pity and despair, began to set in.
Why did I ever come here? He thought. Whatever possessed me to attempt such a stupid stunt? I should have just gone home and waited for Planvc, or better yet, taken the ship in for a check-up like a responsible adult. That’s what Lhvunsa would say, anyway. By the Gods, Lhvunsa! How am I going to explain this to her?
He was about to vow that if he made it out of this in one piece, he’d pay more attention to his wife in the future, when the ship lurched heavily to the left and he nearly lost control, snapping his focus back to the task at hand.
No time for vows, self-recrimination or second guessing now! I can do that once I’m safely out of here. For now, it looks like I’m just going to have to deal with what’s in front of me.
Struggling to control the ship, he glanced out of the front window.
“Gralt!” he shouted frantically, seeing his bad situation turning disastrous. He was about to land right on top of the Irtling!
Pulling back on the controls and frantically pushing buttons, Gsefx maneuvered the ship up slightly and over just enough to clear the Irtling and set the vehicle down in a clear spot without doing any further damage to the ship or the native on the ground. He shut the engines down and took a few deep breaths to compose himself before unbuckling his safety restraint and opening the door.
“Thank the Gods there’s only one of them,” he said, as he stepped out to meet the lone representative of planet Irt.
Chapter 12
Something to Live For
As it descended, the ship lurched from side-to-side with ever-increasing frequency, never leaving its track directly toward Henry.
It’s going to crash for sure, and take me and my paintings with it! Thought Henry after a particularly violent surge. A part of him wanted to get out of the way of the rapidly descending ship, a part of him wanted to save his paintings, and still another part of him wanted to raise the gun in his hand and start firing on the intruder. In the end, he could do nothing but watch, transfixed by the strange craft bearing down on him.
The ship stopped suddenly, barely fifty feet above his head, bounced around for a few seconds and then moved off, missing Henry and safely setting down in an open space about thirty yards away. Henry clicked the safety off on his revolver and walked toward the new arrival.
As he approached it, he could see that the ship was about forty feet long and ten feet high—nearly twice the size of his car. It also had a strange looking, tent-shaped, appendage on the top of the hull that added another four feet to its height. The ship was off-white, with a rounded front, a dark tinted windshield and dark windows on the side where he suspected the passenger seat would be located. Outlines for the doors were set midway between the front and rear of the craft.
Henry stopped about ten feet away from the now silent ship and waited to see what would happen next. To say he was scared would be putting it mildly. Just a few minutes earlier, he’d been ready to take his own life, but the arrival of this uninvited guest to his farewell party brought on a new feeling that overrode all other considerations. Regardless of the circumstances that brought him here, Henry was now the only thing standing between an alien of unknown intentions and the rest of humanity. For the moment, at least, it seemed he had something to live for.
Without warning, the dark windows cleared and the doors slid silently open. Its pilot stepped out onto the dirt and faced Henry.
Chapter 13
The Irtling
What he saw when he stepped out of his vehicle was more foreign to Gsefx than he had expected. The landscape was like nothing he’d ever seen before. He and his Irtling counterpart were standing in a large open area, covered with dirt and
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