Press the Button: Part 4

James’s voice  made  me  jump out of  my  skin, “Look ” he  was  shouting  “what  is  that  we  are  heading  for?”. I dragged  my  eyes  away  from our  home  which  was slipping  away  into  the  distance.

We all turned  to look into  the  direction James  was  pointing  to  see  what  could only  be  described as a  smaller  version  of  what  we had  left.. The  guide  lines  were  drawing us  closer  and  closer  all  the  time. All four of  us  were beginning  to  feel  scared  and light headed , less than  an  hour ago  we  were  safe in  our own  world. Green  fields  and  blue  skies , spring  flowers  and  gentle  bubbling  streams.  Where were  we  now.

The  stars looked so  amazing,  the  sky  so  black and  all  this  change  within  an hour. All of us  were really slowly  loosing  the  grip on  reality. We were all moving  silently  through  the  stillness  and  vastness  of  space  towards  what  we  would  soon  find  out  was  a ship. Smaller, much  smaller  than  the  one  we had  not   long  left, but  a  ship  like  “planet  earth. ”

I watched   until our  home completely  disappeared, I  felt  a  pain  so  deep inside that I  did not  know  were it began or  ended. We all coasted  down towards  the  spaceship that  was  waiting  for us.  The  guide  line  brought us  all  to  the  airlock at  the  entrance  of  the  ship. In  the  middle of  the  airlock  there  was a button , written in  red  across  the  button  was  the  word ” press. ”

ferrari-spaceship

To  be  continued…….

Part  one

Part two

and

Part three

 

 

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