Blue Sky

by Pat J
originally published at 11:20PM on Friday, May 04, 2007

That guy was crazy, Crystal thought. That was the only explanation. She couldn’t see at all how aliens could walk among us, live among us. Wouldn’t we know?

Ah, no, he’d explained. They look just like us. They’re masters of disguise.

Sure, whatever.

They communicate with pulses of blue light, he’d told her, earnest as a puppy. His eyes didn’t look crazy, but the words pouring out of his mouth, well, that was a whole ‘nother story. Most people don’t see the light, because it’s almost the same color as the sky.

She’d left a buck-fifty on the counter, to cover her coffee. She’d gotten up, tried to escape him by going out the door, into the sunlit avenue. He’d followed. Maybe she should’ve tried the ladies’ room.

Just open your eyes! he’d screamed, as she’d walked on. Look up to the skies and see!

It was getting bright. She pulled her sunglasses out of her purse.

A blue pulse caught her eye, then another and another. She stopped.

Dear God, she thought. He’s right. They’re everywhere.




  • from SJHundak/S.J.Willing:

    Very nice. :) be interesting to see this sequeled


  • from Mystiquee:

    The subject of this is always interesting; however, the story jumps around. I got confused. Maybe that reflects on my intelligence.

  • from Susan Holder is terrific:

    This sounds great!! :) I like it. (Where do we go from here…. – song.. circa 1980s..) :) keep it up.

  • from THX 0477:

    Sort of reminds me of ‘They Live’ with Roddy Piper, but a little more thoughtful, of course. Fun.