A streak of light broke Mister and Misses Wilson's tranquil night, the elderly couple looked at one another in shock, that feeling turned to horror when their farm house rattled and shook only for a second and then it stopped, like a tremor of an earth quake, but they never got earth quakes, Mister Wilson grabbed his binoculars and looked to where the streak of light had crashed, it was burning bright and smoking as if on fire, but he can't see any flames breaking the darkness of the night only a glow.

The elderly couple grab a torch and their shot gun and go out to see what had just fell from the sky and landed in one of their large fields. As they approached the woman gasped.

"What is it Henry?"

As Henry got ever closer he looked into the six foot deep crater that was now in their field, he couldn't describe the feeling but it was as if someone had dug a grave in the ground and something had fallen into it, he'd almost believe that if the ground around it wasn't scorched and if they hadn't seen it land.

"Henry what's in there?"

Henry's irises took on a golden glow as he looked at what lay in the ground, his eyes fought against the glow and eventually they settled around the object, he gasped and backed away.

"What is it dear?"

"A man."

"A man? But he fell from the sky."

"It's a man Barbra I'm telling you."

"Is he alive?"

"I don't know, I think I'm getting sunburn from just looking at him I don't want to touch him and see, I might burst into flames, but I think it is safe to say Barbra that he's dead, nothing can fall that far and that fast and land like this and survive."

"Poor man, he must have fallen out of a plane or something."

Barbra begun to walk forward Henry stopped her.

"No, stay back."

"Why?"

"He's naked."

"Oh. Should we just fill the hole in and bury him there or what?"

"I don't know. If we phoned the police and told them a man had fallen from the sky and landed in our pasture I think they'd cart us off to the loony bin."

"Yeah you're right. So we should fill the hole in yeah, bury the poor soul there."

"I guess so, you stay here, I'll get the shovels."

Henry left and Barbra couldn't resist, she walked around and peered into the deep hole, she felt sorry for the poor man who was now lying dead on her farm, where had he come from? She hadn't noticed any planes and she was sure that if he fell from a plane he wouldn't be glowing, as she knelt down beside his grave she felt herself well up, what if he had a family?

"Poor fellow."

She sighed and basked in the heated glow that radiated from the man, she grew so comfortable that she begun to wonder if it was torchlight, except when it died out she found herself looking at the man in the grave, the glow now gone as if cooled off, she shone the torch on him, she had to take one last look just in case he was alive and they buried him alive. She saw nothing, he wasn't breathing.

Henry was right, she was staring at a dead body, no way could anyone have fallen that far and landed like this and survived, Barbra had heard about people who had jumped off of bridges, before they had landed their bones were crushed by the pressure, if this man fell from the sky then he'd have no chance. As she stared at him and said a quick prayer for him she was astonished and frightened when he took a sharp breath and then groaned. Her mouth fell open.

"Henry! Henry!" She cried.

Her husband obviously couldn't hear her since he was in the barn, the man in the grave opened his eyes only to see the earth beneath the grass, he was clearly panicked and thought he had been buried alive, except when the light from Barbra's torch shone on him he looked up into the light, the light faded from his vision slightly and he could see a woman there, his eyes opened wide and he sat up, Barbra thought back to her younger days when she saw horror films, of vampires sitting up in their graves, the same image flashed in her mind as she stared at the man who didn't seem to care he was naked, mind you after falling from the sky you wouldn't would you?

He looked at her with dark eyes.

"Where am I?"

"Umm...You're in Texas."

"Oh. Who am I?"

"You don't know?"

"No. Who are you?"

"Barbra Wilson. Are you okay?"

"I think so, what happened?"

"You fell from the sky around an hour ago. What are you?"

"I don't know. What are you?"

"A woman."

"Oh. What planet am I on?"

"Earth."

"Oh I shouldn't be on Earth, I should be...oh right I fell. Why am I in a grave? Were you going to bury me?"

"Yeah, we thought you were dead. Have you got any family?"

The man in the grave laughed.

"No. So you're a Human?"

"Yes. Would you like to come into the farmhouse? We can get you some clothes."

Suddenly self conscious the man in the pit covered himself.

Henry was worried to hear his wife talking to herself, she was a very affectionate woman and was probably talking to the dead man, she could never bare anyone to die alone and feared it herself, she did it with their animals too, when one of their goats died last year she stayed with it and talked to it until Henry buried the poor creature.

As he approached he could see she wasn't talking to herself, he ran and could see that the man who had been dead was now awake and sat up, still completely naked but now covered by Barbra's dressing gown.

"Henry look he's alive."

"So I see, who is he?"

"He doesn't know, I think maybe we should get him to the hospital."

"Barbra maybe you should back away he might be dangerous."

"Henry don't be silly, the poor man can't even remember his own name."

Henry sighed, he looked down at the man.

"Can you get out of there?"

Henry would be surprised if he could, the hole was a good six or seven foot deep and he looked as if he could barely breathe let alone pull himself up. The man in the hole stood up, he pointed his hands down to the ground, the elderly couple backed away when his hands begun to glow electric blue, they nearly had heart attacks when the man shot up out of the ground around thirty foot in the air and then landed on his feet without so much as a blade of grass being moved.

"No wonder you fell from the sky if you did that."

"I fell from the Vortex, I didn't have a miss-landing, I was unconscious when I fell."

Barbra as the ever caring woman wrapped an arm around the man's shoulders and led him towards the farmhouse.

"I'll stay here and fill this hole in okay?"

"Sure thing dear."

Barbra led the man into the house, she got him some of her grandson's clothes.

"Here you are, you're about the same size as my grandson."

She handed him typical clothes, black jeans , t-shirt and a hoodie, once he put them on he felt strangely familiar to himself wearing them.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, tell me, how did you do that thing with your hands?"

"I'm not sure."

"Take your time, I'll fix us some tea."

He nodded and spied a newspaper on the end of the table, he got up and picked it up. He looked at the date and realised that it wasn't as bad as he thought, he was just stuck in the backend of nowhere which was why everything looked so primitive to him. He knew he wasn't of this world but he didn't know exactly what or who he was.

Barbra returned with a pot of tea.

"I think we should get you to the hospital."

"No! I mean, I don't want to go to the hospital."

"Any idea who you are yet?"

He eyed the steaming cup of tea she had just poured.

"No. I need tannin."

"There's no beach here."

"No, tannin, it's in tea."

"Oh right, so how come a clever man such as yourself landed in someone's field."

"I don't know. I'll have to try and figure it out though, the lightning from my hands, I don't think it's normal. I'm not sure why but I get the feeling it's not meant to happen."

He took the tea and took a sip, his mind cleared a little by the time he had finished the cup.

"Has that helped?"

"A little."

"What do you remember then?"

"I'm an alien, I fell out of a vortex of some kind and I'm dying."

"You're a what?"

"I'm an alien, not sure which one but I'm not human."

"How do you know if you don't know who you are?"

He took hold of Barbra's wrist and pressed it to his ear.

"Humans don't have two heart beats."

"No we don't."

He offered his wrist to the old woman, she checked his pulse and gasped.

"How?"

"I'm not Human."

"You look Human."

"Yeah, but this energy isn't meant to happen, I think I'm dying."

"Okay what do you mean you're dying? You're alive now."

"I know, but this lightning it's energy, I think...for some reason I'm burning my body up from the inside out."

"Don't you know why?"

"No. If I knew why I could stop it."

"Are there any other of your kind?"

"I don't know what my kind is yet so I don't know. Maybe some more tea will help."

Barbra smiled at her guest and poured him another cup of tea, after what he'd just been through he looked like he could use one.