April 2
“This is agent 445 to command. Agent 445 to command.”
“Static.”
“Ship is under siege. I repeat! Ship is under siege! Commander? Come in.”
“Static.”
May 4
“Agent 445 to command, reporting a crash landing. Agents 177 and 559 down. There’s… something… here. Soldiers – they helped me escape. They… they look just like us.”
May 17
“Soldiers from the planet they call Lux have taken me to water. I do not know my coordinates. I am told there are enemies everywhere. I do not know who to trust.”
June 8
“…Hel-….. NO… go of me… wha- wha-… ahhhh! Don’t look! Don’t look at it!… -ay back!…
Static.”
© Shyla Fairfax-Owen
Beyond the Threshold 