☆ 1. Chapter ONE.

…from the pages of The Aqueous Transmission by Mike Eye:

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[chapter ONE of MIKE EYE’s The Aqueous Transmission]


WITH A SWIFT PRICK OF PANIC SUDDENLY INJECTING HER WITH A sharp sting of anguish and cynicism‭, ‬the‭ ‬woman squashed the Blood-soaked pancreas with her fist in rage‭, ‬hurled it at the floor‭, ‬and darted from her tiny‭ ‬bedroom toward the nearby flight deck‭, ‬Blood rushing to her Head with mortification‭.‬‭ ‬Approaching the cockpit‭, ‬the frantic woman reflected inquisitively upon the flash of deep insight she had just obtained‭, ‬began‭ ‬uneasily entertaining the idea that she may very well have fallen victim to a scheme more expansive and elaborate than her own‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

With a few‭ ‬fingerings‭ ‬atop the surface of the‭ ‬console’s‭ ‬flat screen control panel‭, ‬the woman disengaged light-speed and initiated descent‭, ‬adjusting the ship’s altitude‭ ‬to take course within the Earth’s thermosphere‭. ‬She sat frantically on the edge of her seat‭, ‬smacking herself upside her perspiring forehead in an attempt to jostle herself awake in case she had been dreaming‭. ‬As she approached Earth‭, ‬the‭ ‬tense‭ ‬woman at the cockpit directed her gaze straight ahead‭, ‬eyeing the closed shutter just in front of her. ‬With an eager touch of a button at the control panel‭, ‬the automated shutter retracted to reveal a murky outdoors‭.‬‭ ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

The woman anxiously peered through the great glass dashboard to notice it was nighttime‭. ‬She flipped the switch that powered on‭ ‬the ultra-fluorescent headlights‭. ‬Straining her neck toward the front glass‭, ‬the woman gazed into‭ ‬the darkness in an attempt to see if she could see anything out of the ordinary‭. ‬Her heart was racing‭. ‬With the touch of another button at the control panel‭, the little spaceship dipped another few kilometers South‭. ‬That was when the woman caught first sight of the remnants of mayhem just below her‭: ‬the sinister miasma blanketing the air with dark greys‭, ‬spread out in thick gloomy puffs‭, ‬slowly rolling upward‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

She‭ ‬gasped‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

“NO‭!‬”‭ ‬the woman yelled out in alarm‭, ‬her whole back now soaked in sweat‭. ‬The smoke was quickly rising up around the ship‭, ‬encasing it with its drear envelopes‭.‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

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As the space-pod quickly found itself shaking viciously through the turbulence, immersed in the dense smog of dusky greys that were ravaging the night sky‭, ‬a flash of embarrassment lit the inside of the woman’s cheeks on fire.‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

It all came to her‭.‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

She realized her ego had been knocked out from having been unwittingly caught in the punch line of a devious joke‭, ‬struck by the spiteful brunt of a most ruthless‭ ‬prankster that had ultimately proved to be shrewder than she‭.‬‭ ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

The‭ ‬lady‭ ‬placed her dainty digits upon her cheeks‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

She screamed in Horror‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

The‭ ‬painful‭ ‬shrill echoed throughout the curvy enclosure of the flying silver craft.‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

The woman‭ ‬maliciously‭ ‬clenched‭ ‬her teeth and cocked her quivering head slightly upward‭, ‬her Eyes widening as panic struck her hard. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

She gaped blankly through the great glass dash in a numb terror‭, ‬feeling forced to watch the ominous heavy clouds of dark smoke‭ ‬gust about‭ ‬beyond it‭. ‬She sat paralyzed‭, ‬sensed a hostile opposing force laughing hysterically at her‭. ‬But all around her was dead silence‭. ‬A tear trickled down her left cheek‭. ‬She let out‭ ‬a few whimpers‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

For a timeless instant‭, ‬the woman remained perplexed at what was before her as she trembled‭, ‬staring wide-Eyed‭ ‬in a trance‭ out the window. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

‭”It’s true‭. ‬Oh God‭!” ‬she spoke aloud‭, ‬more tears falling down her face‭. ‬She cupped her palm around her mouth in astonishment‭. ‬A‭ ‬quick quiver crept up her spine and a shudder shook her glance away‭. ‬She took a long blink and placed her other palm across her heart‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

‭”My sisters‭,” ‬she thought‭. “‬Oh‭, ‬God‭!‬‭”‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

The woman continued to sit at the head of the space-pod‭, ‬immensely distraught and in sheer disbelief‭. ‬The ship was now‭ ‬approximately 25‭ ‬kilometers above the surface of the Earth‭, ‬quietly cruising‭ ‬on auto-pilot‭ ‬at a‭ ‬smoothly‭ ‬decelerating velocity‭ ‬through the‭ ‬sinister‭ ‬smoke that was growing thicker and thicker as the vessel descended‭. ‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬‬

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😲WHAT THE F@*# HAPPENS IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE VESSEL DESCENDS??!!? Stay tooned to find out. -MIKE EYE💧

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