DISCLAIMER:
All characters from the "X-Files" are property of 20th Century Fox
and created by Chris Carter.
Author's
Note: The X-Files have really changed since I wrote this story. It was written
for the screen back in 1998, when my friends and I almost filmed it. It is my
first story at Fan Fiction. Net and I am looking forward to what everybody
thinks. I want to be a novelist or a screenwriter someday and I'm interested in
what others think of my writing. I also have written a prequel to 'Back to the Future,'
and you can read it at: www.bttb.com-us.com.
Dedication: Without question, I dedicate this story to FF.N writer THEED, who inspired me to present my X-Files piece at this site. I also have to dedicate this to Special Agent Fox Mulder, who was found in a field last night. May he still be alive!
THE X-FILES: REHMS ROAD
By Han Solo
REHMS
ROAD,
3
MILES NORTH OF PESHTIGO, WISCONSIN
8:30
p.m.
The
road home was only ten miles long, but it seemed to extend all the way to
Canada through the weathered eyes of 64-year-old Sarah Carson. She was a single
woman, with no children or grandchildren of her own. She preferred to live
alone, as she had never desired the need for companionship.
The
engine of her '86 Buick groaned as she past 30 mph over the bumpy pavement of
Rehms Road, a short country drive going directly North and South. It was a warm
summer's night. Heat rose off the damp roads, creating a light fog from this
afternoon's rainfall.
Suddenly,
Sarah slammed on the breaks and the Buick moaned like a sick dog. She felt the
car hit something heavy as the silhouette of an irregular object glided the
length of the car and collapsed on the pavement.
The
vehicle's tail end swung across the road and stopped just short of the ditch on
the left side. Sarah scrambled to readjust her black-rimed glasses, and
reassure herself that she was still alive.
She
looked up at the vaporous road ahead of her. Her headlights were beamed
directly on something lying motionless in the road. She tried uncertainly to
determine what it was she was looking at. Heat rose off a dark, motionless lump
in the road. The old woman speculated at first that it was a dead deer, but the
body had no visible fur.
Her
next thought was of fear. Could this have
been a man walking along the road whom she had hit? She shuddered to think
of what the man had gone through, and what could happen to her. She slowly
opened the car door, and approached the figure with caution. It's definitely a man. She thought to
herself. Her hands shook as she slowly shut her car door. But is he dead? She knelt down and hesitated to touch him, but when
she finally did, she was still too afraid to be sure.
She
carefully tried to uncover the man's face and when she saw it, she opened her
mouth to gasp, but never was given the chance. A bizarre white light burst the
darkness, from what seemed to come from everywhere and nowhere at the same
time. It startled the old woman, causing her to cry out and fall to ground.
The
next thing she knew, she was staring into her car's headlights, bewildered and
extremely embarrassed.
Embarrassed of what? She didn't know. The man had vanished.
Horribly
shaken and disoriented, Sarah staggered back to her car. It definitely wasn't a deer Sarah told herself, looking at the road
where it had been. But — it wasn't a man…
…Was it?
Stay
tuned! It only gets better.