Toss Takahashi works part time as an evening watchman at the mothballed Alien Incursion Research Station in the high desert, a job he doesn’t want, working for people who don't want him. Years earlier the station had been the site of furious activity looking for clues of the aliens that had briefly confronted the colony. Now the station is silent and largely forgotten, simply an automated monitoring system overseen by indifferent contract employees who know there are no aliens, because anything of interest was turned into radioactive ash long ago.
Tonight they will learn otherwise.
|Publisher:||John Michael Powell|
|File size:||389 KB|
About the Author
J. M. Powell is a husband and a father and a grumpy retiree. He has degrees in electrical engineering which kept him employed for many years in academic and industrial research and development. He added a degree in business administration in an attempt to avoid being laid off. That worked for awhile. He has written and self published two non-fiction books on recreational flight simulation. He is now writing fiction, because, for some reason, he thought that would be easier. He enjoys books, anime, and making things from wood, metal, and electronics. He lives with his wife and cat in a small town east of San Francisco and west of Pittsburgh, somewhat closer to one than the other.