The Writer. Danilo Clementoni

try and get a little closer."

      Shuttle number six moved slowly in the direction of that strange object that seemed to emerge from the layer of dust and grey sand.

      "Maximum magnification" Azakis ordered. “But what is it?”

      "From the little I can see, it looks like part of an artificial structure" Petri tried venturing.

      "Artificial? I don’t think any of us have ever installed anything on the moon."

      "Perhaps it was the terrestrials. I seem to have read somewhere that they’ve completed several expeditions to this satellite."

      "What is decidedly strange is that the sensors are not picking up anything of what our eyes instead are seeing."

      "I don’t know what to say. Perhaps the explosion has damaged them."

      "But if you just ran a test and everything is working," answered Azakis perplexed.

      "Then that stuff we’re seeing must be made of some material that is unknown to us and therefore that our sensors are unable to analyse."

      "Are you trying to tell me that the terrestrials have managed to invent a compound that not even we know about, they’ve brought it up here and they’ve built a base or something with it?"

      "And, moreover, now we’ve even destroyed it for them," commented Petri dejectedly.

      "Our friends never cease to amaze us, do they?"

      â€œThat’s true... Well, we’ve had a look around here. I’d say we should leave it for the moment. We’ve got rather more important things to do right now. What do you say boss?"

      "I’d say you’re absolutely right. Considering that there doesn’t seem to be anything usable left of the Theos anymore, I think we can leave."

      "Heading for earth?"

      "Let’s return to Elisa’s camp and try using her H^COM to contact Nibiru."

      "And our travelling companions? We can’t just leave them up here" said Petri.

      "We’ll have to organise a support base on earth. We could set up a sort of camp close to that of our friends."

      â€œSounds like a good idea to me. Shall I inform the rest of the crew?"

      â€œYes. Give them the coordinates of the excavation site and ask them to organise the preparation of an emergency structure. We’ll go down there first, and we’ll set about contacting the Elders."

      â€œLet’s go” said Petri cheerfully. "And to think that, until a little while ago, I was getting worried about how I was going to overcome the boredom of the return journey."

      At the same time, at a distance of about 500 U.A. from our sun, a strange ovoid shaped object appeared practically out of nowhere, preceded by a streak of bluish lightning that tore through the absolute blackness of space. It moved in a straight line for almost a hundred thousand kilometres at an incredible speed before disappearing again, swallowed up by a sort of huge silvery vortex with golden reflections. The whole action lasted only a few seconds and then, as if nothing had happened, that place so remote and desolate, deep in space, plunged back into the total quiet in which it had been immersed until then.

      Tell-el-Mukayyar – Contact with Nibiru

      "Yes, Colonel," said a very refined voice on the other end of the phone. "We have received reports, from several observation points on earth, of an unnatural flash presumably given off by the moon."

      â€œBut the moon doesn’t give off ‘flashes’,” said Jack vexed.

      â€œYou’re right there, Sir. All I can tell you is that our scientists are still analysing the data we’ve received in order to identify who or what caused it."

      "So basically, you haven’t the faintest idea what it was.”

      "Well, I wouldn't have put it quite that way, but I think your inference can be considered a fair one.”

      â€œJust listen to this guy” said Jack, turning to Elisa who had joined him, as he covered the microphone of his mobile phone with his hand. “Okay. Thank you for the information,” he continued. "As soon as you have further news kindly contact me immediately.'

      "Yes Sir, with pleasure. Goodbye have a good day," and he ended the conversation.

      "What did they say?" asked the doctor.

      "Well, it looks as though something strange actually happened up there, but nobody has found a decent explanation yet.”

      "I’m increasingly convinced that something happened to our friends."

      "Come on, don’t say that. With their fantastic spacecraft who knows where they’ll have got to by now.”

      "I really hope so, with all my heart, but I still have a strange premonition."

      "Listen, to get rid of any doubts, why don’t we use that thing they left us and try to contact them?"

      â€œI don't know ... They said we would only be able to use it after they arrived back on their planet ... I don’t think ...”

      â€œJust go and get it,” the Colonel cut her short. Then realising he had perhaps been a little too abrupt, he added a gentle ‘please’, followed by a dazzling smile.

      â€œOkay. At worst it won’t work,” said Elisa as she set off to retrieve the portable H^COM. She returned almost immediately and, after rearranging her long hair slightly, she put on the kind of weird and bulky helmet.

      "He said to press that button there," said Jack indicating the button. "Then the system would do everything by itself."

      â€œWhat shall I do, shall I press it?” asked Elisa hesitating.

      "Go on, what do you think is going to happen?”

      The archaeologist pushed the button and, perhaps exaggerating the words a little too much, said "Hello? Anybody there?”

      She waited but didn’t receive an answer. She waited a little longer, then tried again. “Hello... Hello... Petri, are you there? I can’t hear anything.”

      Elisa waited a few more seconds then spread her arms and shrugged.

      â€œPress the button again,” suggested the Colonel.

      They tried repeating this process several times, but the communication system failed to give them even a measly rustle.

      â€œNothing doing. Perhaps something really did happen to them,” whispered Elisa as she removed the H^COM from her head.

      â€œOr perhaps they still haven’t arrived within this thing’s range of action.”

      The Colonel hadn’t finished his last sentence when a strange noise from outside caught their attention.

      â€œJack, look” exclaimed Elisa amazed as she looked out of the tent. “The spheres... They’re being reactivated.”

      With their hearts in their mouths, they both ran outside and, to their amazement, saw the virtual landing pyramid that was again taking shape. Their friends were returning.

      "See they didn’t explode," said Jack greatly cheered-up.

      "Perhaps they forgot something.”

      "The important thing is that they're okay. Let’s try and keep calm. We’ll soon find out what really happened.”

      The landing procedure went ahead without problems and, in no time at all, the large figures of the two aliens appeared on the descending platform.

      â€œHello