Urban Monster, The Solution, Discovery

I wrote this today. The thought occurred to me a few weeks ago. Please take the time to read it. I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know.

We all shared the historical moment. We all witnessed the oddly shaped, extraterrestrial creatures leave the safety of their ship, reach out to Roy Neary, take him by the hand and lead him on board. As it lifted off gracefully followed by the assortment of smaller, blinking alien ships and disappeared into space we wondered what would happen to Roy. What did his future hold?

While we returned to our meager lives Roy Neary was escorted through the ship. Technological marvels greeted him at every turn. His silent hosts would motion towards illuminated displays, screens filled with incomprehensible characters, dancing across as if responding to their whim. Every surface, shiny, highly polished, smooth and cool to the touch. Everything in the ship seemed alive with the hum of an electric current. Silent passageways extended from all sides of the main corridor. Some filled with curious onlookers, others leading into more rooms with glowing, unknown contents.

It was about forty-five minutes into his journey when Roy felt a sharp and sudden pain. It was unexpected yet familiar. He broke into a heavy sweat as it seemed to travel from one side of his abdomen to the other. Roy’s mind was racked with panic and fear as the immediacy of the situation became clear…Roy, had to shit.

Roy’s hosts allowed him to wander through the ship alone. Unable to interact with their technology, they had nothing to fear. Roy was trying desperately to find any place he could hide and release himself. With clenched ass cheeks he poked his head into every open room. One after another he was distraught to see that they were all bustling with activity. The news of his arrival was spreading quickly. Excitement was in the air like a static charge. This worried Roy. It had only been ten minutes since the pain started but it felt like an eternity. Walking became difficult. He was sweating profusely at this point, his jumpsuit trapping his body heat, exasperating the situation. Roy finally saw his chance! After a row of busy rooms he found a quiet, dimly lit spherical room. Their was no sign of movement. The air was still. Having no corners, Roy hobbled to the center, undid his jumpsuit and undergarments, squatted and relaxed.

Minutes later and short one sock Roy left the round room and made his way back to the main corridor. He couldn’t remember what he ate before his trip. The day passed too quickly to recall such details. He only hoped that the room had no use. There were no dancing lights, glowing panels or instruments that he saw. There were a number of large panels, bisected by a large seem but he was sure it was just unfamiliar alien architecture.

As he entered the main corridor he stepped back in awe as hundreds, maybe even thousands of aliens stood on all sides of him. Their necks craned in interest and amazement, being the first time they ever had a human in their presence. As the group began to swarm around Roy he realized he was being led back down the hallway he just left. As he tried to fight the crowd his previous action flooded his mind. Did they know? Did he set off some type of sensor? He knew no one saw him. His heart raced. The closer he was pushed to that room, more and more aliens poured out of the other rooms that lined the corridor.

Finally he reached the circular room and was gently pushed inside. This was it. He was brought on board an alien ship as a guest, he shit in it and they caught him. The aliens stopped at the doorway as Roy entered. Knowing exactly where he defecated he pretended not to see it as he stepped over it to cross the room. As he touched that far wall the seams of the panels began to glow. The panels slowly started to part, revealing that he was on a platform in the middle of what appeared to be a gigantic stadium filled with possibly millions of silently onlooking, but visibly excited extraterrestrials.

He had it all wrong! They didn’t know what he did, he wasn’t caught! They brought Roy here to show him off to their people. He felt like a celebrity! He stood up straight and raised his hands to the undulating crowd, trying to get a better look at him. He felt like he could hear a million cheers. Roy could be the savior for a dying species. A god almost! His attention was caught by movement from the other side of the platform. As he turned he could see a slightly larger alien adorned in shimmering metallic plates, softly glowing lights and what we would call a crown, if crowns could hover slightly above the head of its owner. This must have been their leader, their galactic emperor possibly! The remaining aliens in the doorway parted as their king majestically crossed the platform. The buzz of electric excitement beaming from the other aliens. The air charged by millions of onlookers. And then, with it’s fifth long step, the high monarch of this alien race stepped right in the pile of shit Roy left in the middle of the platform. It only took a millisecond for the charge in the air to dissipate. Instantly the millions of onlookers and their king looked directly at the his right foot. Their bent necks and motionless bodies relayed one unmistakable collective question, What the fuck?!

Like a swarm of angry hornets the aliens closest to the king closed in and grabbed Roy. He was hoisted into the air with a strength he didn’t think they possessed. As he was carried away he turned to see the king standing motionless, almost amazed at what just happened. Roy turned to look ahead as he seemingly crowd surfed through the corridor, up the main hall, past countless rooms and endless onlookers. His ride ended inside a well lit, unadorned room. He crashed to the floor and the aliens quickly retreated out of the back to the hall. A door that was not there a moment ago closed the room off. Loud noises began all around. A hissing sound which began quietly grew much louder. Roy realized that he was being pulled towards the far end of the room. In an instant he found himself rolling weightless in space. As he began to freeze and his blood vessels ruptured he could see Earth below him. His final thoughts were filled with the last seventy three minutes of his life.

No sightings have reported in Wyoming since that night.

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