The X-files II:
The Future is Here
Act I: Scene I
Author's Note: I have been fascinated with post truth stories for a long time, and hearing rumors of a second movie only made me more excited. So here I go!
10:42pm March 25, 2004 Elk Lake, Oregon
"The end is coming! Repent of your sins now, now before it's too late!" a young man said on the stage to the audience before him. He was dressed in a freshly pressed, gray suit and red stripped tie. His shinny, black hair was slicked back, and he had a fresh-trimmed goatee.
There was a murmur amongst the crowd of nearly a thousand followed shortly after by an applause and a few amens. The man looked down at his leather bound bible and continued "Look, he is coming with the clouds, and every eye will see him, even those—"the man continued.
Suddenly the man and the crowd disappeared with a click and a flash of light, "I'm not listening to this crap!" said a large, rounded man as he turned off his TV set.
"End of the world my ass! There's never anythin' good on that box of shit!" he said as he struggled to get out of his lazy-boy and stand up. He had on a dirty sleeveless t-shirt and what hair he had left on his head was even grimier then the floor of his trailer.
All-of-a-sudden there came a loud crash from outside the filthy trailer house, "What the hell?" the main said as he shifted through the mess to look through the window.
Outside in a ten foot wide crater was a burning object about the size of trash can, "What in the name of hell is that?"
The man slowly made his way down the crumbling steps outside and across the yard to the crater, he still held a beer can in one hand. He finished it as he looked down wide-eyed at the massive hole in his yard. A small terrier with dirty white fur appeared below him growling. The man threw the can in the flames as he said "Shut-up damn dog!... Man this is crap! Now I really do live in a hole! What the hell am I supposed to do now?!"
The dog just continued to bark and growl, not at the object, but at the ground in front of it. A black, oily substance moved rapidly in their direction. "What dog?!" he yelled at the dog again.
The man turned to see the black oil moving about the ground. It reached his feet as he said "Oh shit!"
He fell to his knees as it moved up into his body. Screaming, he looked up at the night sky, dozens of shooting stars passing over head. The black oil ran underneath his skin like slugs to his head, and took over his eyes.
* * * * *
3:56am March 26th, 2004 Monica Reyes Residence (Outside D.C.)
"What are you doing here John?" Monica said sleepily as she opened the door for him to come in.
"I know it's late—or early but I just received information about mysterious meteoroid activity on the northwest coast." John said trying to explain.
"Yes John but couldn't this have waited until I got into the office?"
"No actually it couldn't, I heard that Scully and Mulder were spotted there. They've concentrated the search in the area around Elk Lake, Oregon. I wouldn't have thought we could do anything except when I received this late last night while I was working in the office."
He handed her a plain white envelope labeled JOHN DOGGET, FBI. John continued as she took out a small scribbled note, "It was slipped underneath the door, I couldn't catch the man who left it but I'm sure it's from him."
Monica flicked on a light next to her and read it aloud, "'Agent John Dogget- The Future is Here – We're safe- Need help- first case- I want to believe' What? 'The Future is Here' 'first case' 'I want to believe'? What does this mean John, it's just a bunch of random words?!"
"It's a message from Mulder, 'I want to believe' that's the poster in our office!" John said almost excitedly.
"Are you sure? Why would they even contact us? We haven't heard from them in almost two years! What does 'first case' refer to?"
"I know, it confused me at first, but then I looked through Mulder's old case files. The first case he investigated with Scully was in northwest Oregon."
"So the rumors were true, they are in Oregon! But John, why would they be there?"
"I'm thinking that Mulder never quite gave up on his search for the truth."
"Well then I'll pack my bags!" Monica said as she turned to go get her things.
* * * * *
"You sent them a message! How?" Scully said worriedly.
"I had to get word to them Scully, we're running out of places to hide, and most of all money. And I'm pretty sure this thing in Elk Lake is related to the invasion. It's happening Scully." Mulder said as he turned his head from the road to look at her for a second.
They were speeding down the highway on their way to Elk Lake. Scully looked surprisingly well groomed for being on the road for nineteen months, but Mulder's hair was getting long, his bangs were down to his eyes, and his face was unshaven. But both of them looked tired, tired of being on the run.
"Mulder you know going to Elk Lake isn't going to help anything. We're not even sure that agent Reyes and Dogget got the note."
Mulder looked at her for a moment again and then looked back at the road. He placed his hand in her's and smiled and held it tightly, "I know you're tired of this Scully, but there's got to be something we can do."
He looked at her again and placed a hand on her face. "Mulder pay attention to the road." Scully said with a smile.
Suddenly the semi truck in front of them stopped. "Mulder the truck!" Scully screamed. Mulder slammed on the breaks and swerved the car to the right to avoid a collision. But the truck driver had slammed on the breaks and turned as well to avoid a car speeding down the highway in his direction, so the side of the truck was headed their way.
Mulder and Scully braced themselves as the car slammed into the truck. Mulder looked into Scully's summer green eyes one last time before it all went black. The car was crumpled and flipped several times before it finally came to a stop on the shoulder, Mulder's limp hand still gripping Scully's.
TO BE CONTINUED
I'm so evil! Ha... ha... ha...
The Future is Here
Act I: Scene I
Author's Note: I have been fascinated with post truth stories for a long time, and hearing rumors of a second movie only made me more excited. So here I go!
10:42pm March 25, 2004 Elk Lake, Oregon
"The end is coming! Repent of your sins now, now before it's too late!" a young man said on the stage to the audience before him. He was dressed in a freshly pressed, gray suit and red stripped tie. His shinny, black hair was slicked back, and he had a fresh-trimmed goatee.
There was a murmur amongst the crowd of nearly a thousand followed shortly after by an applause and a few amens. The man looked down at his leather bound bible and continued "Look, he is coming with the clouds, and every eye will see him, even those—"the man continued.
Suddenly the man and the crowd disappeared with a click and a flash of light, "I'm not listening to this crap!" said a large, rounded man as he turned off his TV set.
"End of the world my ass! There's never anythin' good on that box of shit!" he said as he struggled to get out of his lazy-boy and stand up. He had on a dirty sleeveless t-shirt and what hair he had left on his head was even grimier then the floor of his trailer.
All-of-a-sudden there came a loud crash from outside the filthy trailer house, "What the hell?" the main said as he shifted through the mess to look through the window.
Outside in a ten foot wide crater was a burning object about the size of trash can, "What in the name of hell is that?"
The man slowly made his way down the crumbling steps outside and across the yard to the crater, he still held a beer can in one hand. He finished it as he looked down wide-eyed at the massive hole in his yard. A small terrier with dirty white fur appeared below him growling. The man threw the can in the flames as he said "Shut-up damn dog!... Man this is crap! Now I really do live in a hole! What the hell am I supposed to do now?!"
The dog just continued to bark and growl, not at the object, but at the ground in front of it. A black, oily substance moved rapidly in their direction. "What dog?!" he yelled at the dog again.
The man turned to see the black oil moving about the ground. It reached his feet as he said "Oh shit!"
He fell to his knees as it moved up into his body. Screaming, he looked up at the night sky, dozens of shooting stars passing over head. The black oil ran underneath his skin like slugs to his head, and took over his eyes.
* * * * *
3:56am March 26th, 2004 Monica Reyes Residence (Outside D.C.)
"What are you doing here John?" Monica said sleepily as she opened the door for him to come in.
"I know it's late—or early but I just received information about mysterious meteoroid activity on the northwest coast." John said trying to explain.
"Yes John but couldn't this have waited until I got into the office?"
"No actually it couldn't, I heard that Scully and Mulder were spotted there. They've concentrated the search in the area around Elk Lake, Oregon. I wouldn't have thought we could do anything except when I received this late last night while I was working in the office."
He handed her a plain white envelope labeled JOHN DOGGET, FBI. John continued as she took out a small scribbled note, "It was slipped underneath the door, I couldn't catch the man who left it but I'm sure it's from him."
Monica flicked on a light next to her and read it aloud, "'Agent John Dogget- The Future is Here – We're safe- Need help- first case- I want to believe' What? 'The Future is Here' 'first case' 'I want to believe'? What does this mean John, it's just a bunch of random words?!"
"It's a message from Mulder, 'I want to believe' that's the poster in our office!" John said almost excitedly.
"Are you sure? Why would they even contact us? We haven't heard from them in almost two years! What does 'first case' refer to?"
"I know, it confused me at first, but then I looked through Mulder's old case files. The first case he investigated with Scully was in northwest Oregon."
"So the rumors were true, they are in Oregon! But John, why would they be there?"
"I'm thinking that Mulder never quite gave up on his search for the truth."
"Well then I'll pack my bags!" Monica said as she turned to go get her things.
* * * * *
"You sent them a message! How?" Scully said worriedly.
"I had to get word to them Scully, we're running out of places to hide, and most of all money. And I'm pretty sure this thing in Elk Lake is related to the invasion. It's happening Scully." Mulder said as he turned his head from the road to look at her for a second.
They were speeding down the highway on their way to Elk Lake. Scully looked surprisingly well groomed for being on the road for nineteen months, but Mulder's hair was getting long, his bangs were down to his eyes, and his face was unshaven. But both of them looked tired, tired of being on the run.
"Mulder you know going to Elk Lake isn't going to help anything. We're not even sure that agent Reyes and Dogget got the note."
Mulder looked at her for a moment again and then looked back at the road. He placed his hand in her's and smiled and held it tightly, "I know you're tired of this Scully, but there's got to be something we can do."
He looked at her again and placed a hand on her face. "Mulder pay attention to the road." Scully said with a smile.
Suddenly the semi truck in front of them stopped. "Mulder the truck!" Scully screamed. Mulder slammed on the breaks and swerved the car to the right to avoid a collision. But the truck driver had slammed on the breaks and turned as well to avoid a car speeding down the highway in his direction, so the side of the truck was headed their way.
Mulder and Scully braced themselves as the car slammed into the truck. Mulder looked into Scully's summer green eyes one last time before it all went black. The car was crumpled and flipped several times before it finally came to a stop on the shoulder, Mulder's limp hand still gripping Scully's.
TO BE CONTINUED
I'm so evil! Ha... ha... ha...
