CHAPTER 2- The Fallen Star
The run shouldn't have been that long, but the violent storm and fallen trees made it extremely difficult. When I reached the crater, I was disappointed at what I saw. There was no meteorite or anything inside the crater, but then I noticed there was a trail of some silvery liquid that marked a path out of the crater and up the mountainside.
I pointed the radiation detector at it, and it gave no reading. I knelt down to examine it and a bolt of electricity jumped to my hand and surprised me. I grabbed a large twig and prodded at the strange substance. It was too viscous to be mercury. In fact, the liquid was sticky.
I looked up the mountainside and I noticed that the substance changed from metallic silver to blood red as it went upwards. This alien fluid also glowed dimly, and the rain couldn't wash it away. I decided to follow this path, and as I did so, the path became less and less smudged, and I noticed markings that resembled paws.
The trail ended at the mouth of a cave halfway up the mountain. Without the trail, I couldn't find what the "fallen star" was, so I turned around and began to walk away, until I heard something that grabbed my interest. I heard a howl. A soft, moaning howl. It was particularly high in pitch, so It couldn't have been a dog. It was also somewhat of a whistle, mixed with a squeak. This noise repeated several times, sometimes with short, seemingly pain-inflicted yelps. Was there an injured animal in there?
Out of curiosity, I turned on my flashlight and decided to investigate the source of the noises. As I followed the sound, my flashlight began to flicker. The sound was close. As I rounded a corner, my flashlight went out. I shook it, knocked it, and tried flipping the switch, but it wouldn't turn back on.
I slowly shuffled toward the sound. I tripped on something and it let out a yelp. I must've accidentally kicked the poor thing. I knelt down, covered in mud from falling, and I felt around for the creature. My hand bumped into a mud covered object that yelped once again. It must've been too injured to attack me. I rearranged my bag, picked up the whimpering object, and placed it inside. It was fairly small, about the size and weight of a house cat.
As soon as I walked out of the cave, the whimpering stopped and my flashlight turned back on. I could still hear breathing, so the creature must've fallen asleep. The liquid path had evaporated, but I knew my way back to the city. The storm had disappeared as mysteriously as it formed, and the sky was calm and clear. I headed back to the city.
When I arrived back at my apartment, the city's power had been restored. I entered my apartment and dropped the muddy bag on a rug by the door. I took a shower and went into my bedroom to sleep off the fatigue. Little did I know, that as I slept that night, something in my bag began to work at the zipper, slowly opening it.