When we were sending signals out deep into space, half hoping for an answer and half hoping for silence, we never thought it would drive anything back to us. In hindsight we were so painfully ignorant there's no way we could have known that there were creatures out deep in space, feeding on things very much like us and always in want of more.
Our first glimpse of these was in the readings from Voyager 1 which, despite being outside our solar system, was more active than it had ever been. Its magnetic feedback was nothing like we'd ever seen before and all we thought at the time was the outer atmosphere of a new planet and that Voyager 1 had gotten itself caught up in a new gravitational pull, though there were no records of any planet being there.
We thought we'd been wrong about a planet being where it shouldn't be, where it hadn't ever been and continued to argue amongst ourselves about how we could be so wrong about such a blatantly enormous world with an intense magnetic field. It was then that Voyager 1's signal cut out completely, leaving us in the dark once more while something that belonged to the utmost depths of space travelled closer towards us.
It never occurred to us just how blind we were until we looked up one day to see countless rows of bone-like spines with rigid light-absorbing sails gently floating through our sky with no head in sight. Five minutes after the first major news broadcast we lost our satellites. Moments after the blackout it began to rain metal shreds and the spines grew larger and larger as the creature began to tighten its coils around our fragile world, intent on feeding.
Our first glimpse of these was in the readings from Voyager 1 which, despite being outside our solar system, was more active than it had ever been. Its magnetic feedback was nothing like we'd ever seen before and all we thought at the time was the outer atmosphere of a new planet and that Voyager 1 had gotten itself caught up in a new gravitational pull, though there were no records of any planet being there.
We thought we'd been wrong about a planet being where it shouldn't be, where it hadn't ever been and continued to argue amongst ourselves about how we could be so wrong about such a blatantly enormous world with an intense magnetic field. It was then that Voyager 1's signal cut out completely, leaving us in the dark once more while something that belonged to the utmost depths of space travelled closer towards us.
It never occurred to us just how blind we were until we looked up one day to see countless rows of bone-like spines with rigid light-absorbing sails gently floating through our sky with no head in sight. Five minutes after the first major news broadcast we lost our satellites. Moments after the blackout it began to rain metal shreds and the spines grew larger and larger as the creature began to tighten its coils around our fragile world, intent on feeding.
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