You bend down and uproot a small handful of grass. With defiance in your eyes, you eat the thin leaves in front of Sun. They taste like nothing. They will be hard to digest. But the leaves are strangely cool. For a moment, you have relief. Sun is not pleased. THE END
In your mind, you compose a letter to Sun. You curse him. You call Sun a sadist, an egotist, a facist. The contempt flows from your imaginary pen like cool air from a freezer. Yes, Sun continues to beat you down. It burns your skin and makes you very thirsty. But in your mind, you’ve […]
You stare at Sun and attempt to read his facial expressions. What is the nature of this beast? Stare. Stare. Stare in his eyes. Sun’s smirk turns to a frown. His forehead wrinkles. Unable to match your determination, Sun turns to put on sunglasses. He lowers himself in the sky. A breeze finally arrives. You […]
“Can you… solve… world hunger?” you psychically transmit. “Feed one another,” Sam/Phil replies. “Do I have to think of everything for you humans?” Did you exhale? Click here. Go back to the last page -or- back to the email to ask more questions.
“Can you… leave me… with proof of your… existence?” you psychically transmit. Sam/Phil nods. It touches your forehead with a glowing finger. An otherworldly purple stripe grows around the circumference of your head. You’re going to be a hit at raves, assuming raves are still a thing. “Are they?” you wonder. You have a purple […]
There is only one question you can think to ask. All the others are locked away in your mind prison, kept in their cells by headache guards. What a strange metaphor you thought of! “What technology… can you… share with… us?” you psychically transmit. “What do you need?” Sam/Phil wonders. “You already have photocopiers. That’s […]
“What do you… want… out of life… Sam/Phil?” you psychically transmit. “Spiritual enlightenment,” Sam/Phil replies. “Failing that, I want to be rich and famous on my homeworld. But you’re a human. How could you possibly understand the desire to be rich and famous?” Did you exhale? Click here. Go back to the last page -or- […]
“Would you… like to meet… our leader?” you psychically transmit. “No thanks. I met him already,” Sam/Phil replies. “He tried to physically injure me with something called a ‘People’s Elbow,’ so I left his home immediately.” Did you exhale? Click here. Go back to the last page -or- back to the email to ask more […]
The only question you can think to ask the alien is whether they have any Advil. Then you remember another important question between headaches… “Are you… planning to… invade… Earth?” you psychically transmit. “No, no, no,” Sam/Phil reassures. “Well, yes. Eventually. But your species will be long dead by then. We’re going to terraform it […]
“What’s it… like… having two… tongues?” you psychically transmit. “I don’t think about it a lot,” the alien responds. “It’s convenient for picking nutrient chunks out of our incisors, and critical for inducing sustained five hour orgasms, but otherwise they’re unremarkable to us. What a rude question, by the way.” Did you exhale? Click here. […]
