[4/13/2002, 02:00, San Francisco, California, Earth]
Jenna Daly sat down on the couch, her eyes glued to the TV, the only light in the darkened room during the early morning hour. Tuvok was on the screen, reminding Captain Janeway that Vulcans hadn't come to Earth until after April 5, 2063. He was wrong, not that he knew it. Jenna had believed him herself, thinking that Vulcans weren't even real, until two months ago. Two months ago, when her life changed forever.
The episode ended, going into an advertisement as Jenna hit the power button, plunging the room into darkness. She kept the room that way as she closed her eyes and thought about what had happened.
[2/11/2002, 22:00]
It had been dark that night, but the moon had been shining brightly enough to see by. She'd been out late having coffee with a friend, and they'd chatted for a long time. Her friend had offered her a ride home, but she had declined, not wanting to impose.
Jenna had decided on taking a short cut through the park, where the streetlights weren't as bright. As she started walking around the huge forest-like part of the park, she had heard a low groan, coming from pretty far off. Thinking that someone had been injured, she'd followed the noise deep into the woods.
The moon shone through the branches, guiding Jenna along to a small clearing that was surrounded by thickly growing trees. Jenna hadn't known that trees could grow that close together. She slid through a narrow gap, breaking off young branches in the process. As she stepped quietly into the clearing, her foot hit something that let out a soft noise. Gasping, she backed away quickly, right into a nearby tree. She turned to run, then stopped. In the dim light she could make out the figure of the thing she had nearly tripped over.
Whatever it was, it hadn't moved. She moved closer, her curiosity getting the better of her. As she got closer, she noticed that the person was lying on their side, with their back facing her. Jenna crept up until she was right next to the person. She could now see that it was a man dressed in very peculiar clothes, a type of clothes she had never seen before.
Bending over him, she could see his face. His eyes were closed, so she moved her inspection to the rest of his face, noting that he seemed just like any other person she might see walking down the street. Then Jenna noticed his ears. They were sharp and pointy, like an elf or... "a Vulcan," Jenna whispered in shock, as the sound of her voice caused the man to open his eyes and turn on his back. He stared her straight in the eye, his dark brown eyes meeting her green ones.
Jenna Daly sat down on the couch, her eyes glued to the TV, the only light in the darkened room during the early morning hour. Tuvok was on the screen, reminding Captain Janeway that Vulcans hadn't come to Earth until after April 5, 2063. He was wrong, not that he knew it. Jenna had believed him herself, thinking that Vulcans weren't even real, until two months ago. Two months ago, when her life changed forever.
The episode ended, going into an advertisement as Jenna hit the power button, plunging the room into darkness. She kept the room that way as she closed her eyes and thought about what had happened.
[2/11/2002, 22:00]
It had been dark that night, but the moon had been shining brightly enough to see by. She'd been out late having coffee with a friend, and they'd chatted for a long time. Her friend had offered her a ride home, but she had declined, not wanting to impose.
Jenna had decided on taking a short cut through the park, where the streetlights weren't as bright. As she started walking around the huge forest-like part of the park, she had heard a low groan, coming from pretty far off. Thinking that someone had been injured, she'd followed the noise deep into the woods.
The moon shone through the branches, guiding Jenna along to a small clearing that was surrounded by thickly growing trees. Jenna hadn't known that trees could grow that close together. She slid through a narrow gap, breaking off young branches in the process. As she stepped quietly into the clearing, her foot hit something that let out a soft noise. Gasping, she backed away quickly, right into a nearby tree. She turned to run, then stopped. In the dim light she could make out the figure of the thing she had nearly tripped over.
Whatever it was, it hadn't moved. She moved closer, her curiosity getting the better of her. As she got closer, she noticed that the person was lying on their side, with their back facing her. Jenna crept up until she was right next to the person. She could now see that it was a man dressed in very peculiar clothes, a type of clothes she had never seen before.
Bending over him, she could see his face. His eyes were closed, so she moved her inspection to the rest of his face, noting that he seemed just like any other person she might see walking down the street. Then Jenna noticed his ears. They were sharp and pointy, like an elf or... "a Vulcan," Jenna whispered in shock, as the sound of her voice caused the man to open his eyes and turn on his back. He stared her straight in the eye, his dark brown eyes meeting her green ones.
