Oli, A Very New Moon
Page 43
by Carl Derham
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“Not again!” cried Doctor Branith, as George informed him that both objects had simply vanished.
He’d almost burst a blood vessel when George had informed him that an even larger object had left the moon and headed towards Earth. This is it, he’d thought. The moment that I’ve been working towards, all my life. He was finally going to make contact with an Alien race.
“Broadcast the welcome signal on all frequencies,” he said, tapping George on the shoulder. The welcome signal included coordinates for a landing in the centre of Hyde Park, London. After all, they didn’t want their new alien friends landing on the White House lawn.