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family friendly frights for those ages eight and up, and while our stories are
for younger years, we are still talking about things that go bump in the
night, and some children may not be able to handle what others can.
Parental consent is recommended now for tonights micro terror. The Eyes by Scott Donnelly.
It was a snowy January evening when the Eyes first arrived. Well,
they didn't really arrive. A parasite did, one that lived within a meteorite
that came from space. It had crashed landed somewhere in the Rocky Mountains close
to a fire lookout post. There was one man, one unlucky man named
Jose Roberteto, who was working the post that night. He saw the meteorite
burn through the heavy layer of clouds above, soar through the wintry night sky,
and crash just over a nearby snowy ridge. Afraid it would cause a
forest fire, he quickly radioed into his command center and reported the event.
As the minutes passed by with no fire. The cause for alarm quickly faded.
Jose's curiosity, however, didn't. Jose descended from his fire lookout post,
popped on a snowmobile, and rode through the frigid conditions. More snow
was just beginning to fall as he made his journey. Within ten minutes he
had arrived at the crash site. He located the impact zone, which was
obvious by the smoldering hole in the ground in which white smoke plumed up from
within. He radioed in once more to describe what he was seeing, and
that was the last anyone ever heard from Jose. Knowing what we know now
twelve months later, he must have inspected the debris too closely. The remains
of the meteorite were cracked open and oozing a sticky substance. Within the Ouzi
matter, tiny parasites, translucent and smaller than the average earthworm, emerged and
clung to Jose. They went for his eyes, which which they were easily
able to nestle into, and killed all of the nerve endings. Jose's eyes
fell from his head and his body fell into the snow, where it would
not be recovered for several months. His eyes, however, now vessels controlled
by the alien parasites began to move on their own. Something within our planet's
atmosphere interacted with their genetic makeup, causing them, as well as the human
eyes they now seized, to grow in size. By the end of the
first day, they were the size of baseballs. By the end of the
first week, they were the size of basketballs. Within the eyes, the
parasites multiplied, driving themselves out of the sclera. Whenever they crossed paths with
another human, they'd command their eyes as well, detaching them from their bodies,
taking their lives and taking their eyes. It was an unnatural, unstopped,
pppable, and vicious cycle. The eyes had taken over Colorado and the
surrounding states within two months of the first meteorite crashing. Within six months,
the eyes had taken most of the country. Some of them had even grown
to be the size of bounce houses, rolling through city streets, suburban neighborhoods,
deserts, and beach resorts. The military attempted several times to engage and
fight back, but the natural toughness in which the eyes had now adapted made
it nearly impossible. Some of the smaller ones were able to be wiped out,
but anything larger than a beach ball was nearly impossible to injure, let
alone annihilate. After the six month mark, the eyes became smarter and developed
a sort of skill or mental power over people. Those they chose not to
infect for whatever reason, they would instead intimidate by landing an uncomfortable gaze upon
them and emit a low pitched thrum that would send a frightening warning rippling through
their nervous system. It would force them to feel fear, force them to
obey and accept that Earth now belonged to them, and they had no intention
of ever leaving. As a full twelve months since the initial meteorite crash has
now come, there was a lot of information out there on the Eyes.
They may be a physical presence in the world, but as far as their
technological skills go, they are less than primitive. That has allowed communication between
humans who are still alive, whether it be through phone calls, texts,
or Internet exchanges, the eyes seem unaware of that angle of our way of
life. Most humans have reduced to staying indoors these days, studying the eyes
from out windows and from remote controlled drones. The invasion has spread worldwide,
with Antarctica the only place allegedly not being touched by the Eyes. Those are
just rumors, though, aside from quick missions and expeditions by scientists who have
military escorts, leaving our homes is basically against the law. At this point,
our survival depends on it, and even those scientific expeditions usually end with
only a fraction of the team returning and more Eyes ending up out in the
world. There is no plan currently to rid our planet of the Eyes.
They have made that hope nearly impossible. We may very well be looking down
the scope at the end of humanity as we know it, But with survivors
around the world secretly working behind their backs within the digital world, passing ideas
back and forth, desperately searching for weaknesses, the hope might one day be
there. But until then we need to stay vigilant and determined. We need
to stay focused on surve and work together. We need to continue to operate
within the shadows within the digital realm until we have the solution, because if
we show our hand too soon or act too hastily, it could all backfire.
The Eyes learn quickly, they adapt Within a year, they have grown
to monstrous sizes and figured out how to dominate the human race with mental intimidation
and an obscene physical presence. Who knows what another year could do for them.
For now, though we'll continue to study, research and plan for our
survival, we just need to be as cautious as possible and do it all
off their radar, because they are always watching. Thank you for listening to
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