There were thirty or so in our company, loitering under the desert sun at the edge of our finished work. We had excavated a giant crater in the rock and sand, with our discovery wedged at an odd angle in the earth. A massive metal disk, silver in color, looking like a giant shining tea plate almost thirty yards across.
But that’s not why our mouths were hanging open. “They’re never going to believe us, Will.” I said.
“Not sure I bloody well do!” He replied, mopping the sweat from his brow.
For at the center of the saucer, a door was opening, throwing out arms of bright light and tendrils of smoke. A rushing sound filled the air like a pressurized vessel being opened.
Will replaced his hat. “Well, Greg, in any case, this should be an interesting day.”
And with that, a humanoid silhouette emerged from the opening; tall and thin, with an enormous head.
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