Falling Angels
Copyright© 2020 by Charm Brights
Chapter 10: Second Contact
It had to happen. The television that afternoon was full of speculation as to what the unplanned exercise at RAF Drwsnesaf could be and one of the channels speculated on a secret space voyage returning in distress, or a UFO landing. It had a poorly focussed shot of the visitors’ ship in the process of arriving which had been taken by a local man on a mobile ‘phone. Out of focus and shaky though the image was, it was clearly something landing on rocket propulsion, and that ‘something’ in no way resembled any spacecraft of the terrestrial nations.
When he saw it, Huw turned to William and said, “I expect our guests can leave now. This is too good a set of pictures to be explained away.”
“I agree,” said William and he gave orders for all the internees, including Bronwen’s colleagues, to be released.
Then the door in the side of the spaceship opened and a much larger box on wheels, about the size of a very small golf buggy, which drove over to the outer door of the building they were in. It had no windows but was obviously transport of some kind.
Huw’s immediate reaction was that he and Bronwen would investigate what seemed to be an invitation into the aliens’ craft. Both the assessment of the aliens’ intentions and Huw’s proposed action met with the approval of William and the authorities on the other end of the loudspeaker.
“I can’t permit you to take a woman into that situation,” said the Brigadier, “If you are determined to go instead of allowing myself to perform that hazardous duty, one of my Sergeants will go with you, armed and ready for anything which might present itself.”
Bronwen and Huw spoke simultaneously. “I can take care of myself...” she started.
“I’ll make decisions like that,” said Huw, “and you are not going anywhere, and we are not going armed, nor escorted by armed goons.”
The Brigadier spluttered and then said, “I shall declare martial law and a national security alert if you don’t do as you are told.”
Huw looked very sad at this threat, and Bronwen thought for a moment he was caving in. Instead he produced an envelope and passed it to the Brigadier, who opened it and read the paper it contained. “You may wish to verify that at your leisure, Brigadier,” he said, “I did not want to use it, but now I have done so there will be an inquiry afterwards. Doubtless your people will require a court martial also.”
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