Stephen George Faulkner

Anamnesis Stephen George Faulkner

Through the country lanes between towns Betsy lurches over a crest and tips into a tight left turn, "We are already late, so arriving in one piece would be nice." Silence.. They are just about to travel along a long straight piece of road when suddenly they stop, no jolting, no being thrown to the windscreen, just halted, a blue/white light fills the air and they watch the trees fall away beside the car, as it is taken at increasing speeds, tearing through wispy cloud to a saucer many miles in the sky. Up here the sun reappears, lighting the side of this alien craft bright white. First far away now ever larger as they are zipped along this light beam, till they are now right next to it. Slowing as they finally approach, they are taken into the bowels of the ship, doors close beneath them, as the car settles against the floor of the craft, Jack is apprehensive, Sue is livid.