Another knock on the steel, Strauss outside the pod, tanks and
soldiers readied on the crater ridge, where radiation reading from the
scientific wing read zip.
Strauss - "Hello in there ...
just me now. And the army on the ridge surrounding us of course. I
told them there was no point, I knew you would survive. And so there is
little they can do now.
"I hope you understand it was never my desire to hurt you, only to show them. I know what you are."
... nothing.
Strauss - "I understand. This place must seem strange and our first act was one of violence. Said the doctor after the baby's first spank, as they say so the baby knows it's alive.
...
"But we've recorded many things of this universe and this metal we've seen before." A knock on the pod side. "First recovered by archaeologists. So ... welcome home ! We take this to mean, the experiment is over."
...
"We knew this time would come. When the chips all get cashed in on this world and reality, we were well warned this day would come, and here you are. And ... now these frightened people send me to negotiate with our own death itself.
With the fates, via this strange alien girl in her spider, who to me appears more human than human. Our own progenitors."
The curtain opens on the pod's view port.
Caldera - Muffled inside, she looks like she's trying to hear him. "What ?"
...
Strauss - "I ... said, welcome to Earth ? And please don't kill us all."
Caldera - "Oh. Thank you. And we'll see. You may kneel."
Strauss - "I'd really rather not ... "
Caldera - "Hmmm ... "
The door opens, the spider unfurls ... stretches and yawns. Timepiece watches from the hill beyond.
Caldera - Yawning ... she looks around. "What's with all the soldiers ?"
Strauss - "Oh. Well they're afraid of you I suppose, they ... "
Caldera - "Have you got any food ?"
Strauss - "So you need to eat."
Caldera - "Are you insane ?"
Strauss - "Conscripted."
Caldera - "With many tanks. So you seek my weakness. I could eat you." The spider demonstrates.
Strauss - "Well they'd at least distract you I think."
Caldera - "Who ?"
Soldiers at home with family and friends eating food, but none on the ridge. Strauss looks around and back to Caldera eating a sammich.
Strauss - "That's ... my sammich !" He watches her take a bite in slow motion ... chomp. " ... my wife made that for me ... "
Caldera - "You did have food. Go get me the president please." The spider encloses around her, the curtain slides shut.
____
The president sits at his desk staring blankly to the sound of crickets ... "What ?"
Caldera - "Have a seat."
The very tall and very old president looks down at the tiny chair ... the teddy bears ...
________
Zelda - "Do we care ?"
Carson looks to Esmeralda, excited like a dog.
Esmeralda - "I honestly don't know." She scratches his head contemplatively ...
...
________
Caldera - "Well, the charter expired and the experiment failed. We're ready to boot the next simulation now but we need to scan a few object profiles first."
...
~ Timepiece on the hill draws back, "oh-oh".
President - " ... can I smell your hair ?"
The spider takes his head off with a single swing, she draws her space gun and disintegrates the Secret Service.
~ Timepiece - "Oh fuck."
The
world starts twirling around her with the shattering of tectonics,
Timepiece races on the motorcycle for the distant ship with the world
falling inward behind her. Cities crushed within, storms beyond
category, quakes beyond Richter.
Timepiece rides through destruction, past the shaking old planes and hard docks in the ship.
Timepiece (Esmeralda) - "We care ! We care a lot !"
The ship departs as the world crumbles, porting out of time. The last of reality swirls, taking out the solar system, galaxy the after, sector and cluster until out with a blip like the old TV turning off.
The Decibel blasts backward through the time stream, pursued by a wave of devoured present to past.
Accelerating hard with all the lights flashing bad, Decibel jumps within the jump, streams desperately out of the path and gone before the wave tears through the view to darkness.
It burst back out of control over the Earth, falling fast. All at work with fast repair to the stabilizers, they kick in before the crash but only mitigating it crashes a path through the trees.
In
the silence overhead, the aurora borealis overhead looking a bit too
bright, mingled with the view of the milky way arm over a world before
city lights so bright.
Timepiece - As they exit the ramp, she looks up. "We have six hours."