Wednesday, October 9, 2013

ALIEN INVASION - Choose Your Own Adventure: Pauline Creeden


Your name is Bob. It’s 2 a.m. and you have insomnia, again. Indigestion. Probably should have laid off the Halloween candy. So you’re sitting in your sweats, watching Food Network because there’s nothing else on when your apartment rattles so hard the lamp on your nightstand falls to the floor. You look out the window and see what sort of looks like a low-flying plane. But there’s way more lights than there should be. You step out barefoot onto the balcony to get a better look and see this huge metal disk lowering itself just past the woods behind your apartment.

“What was that?” says Cindy from the balcony next door. You’ve had a crush on the cute blonde for a year, but you rarely say more to her than “hi.”

“Um…I don’t know?” You say.

“It looked like a UFO, don’t you think?”

Your answer:
If you say it’s a UFO, go to 2.
If you say no way, it was a plane, go to 3.

2. You say, “I don’t know. It was strange with all the lights…could have been a UFO.”

Cindy brightens and leans over the rail of her balcony toward you, giving you a shot of her cleavage. “This is so cool. It looked like the landed in the pasture past the woods. Want to go check it out?”

Say yes? Go to 4.
Say no? Go to 5.

3. You say, “I don’t know. There’s no such thing as UFOs. It had to be a plane.”

Cindy frowns and crosses her arms. “An unbeliever, huh? You’re just as bad as my parents.”

With a sneer and a huff, Cindy heads back inside with an angry slide of her balcony door. 

You head back in with your heart somewhere down by your feet. She’ll never go out with you now.


4. How could you possibly say no to that? This is your chance. Don’t blow it. “Sure,” you say and nod.

“Awesome.” Meet me in the hall in 5 minutes!

You walk back into your apartment slowly, trying to play it cool, but the minute you enter, you rush to your bathroom and brush your teeth faster than you ever have and throw on deodorant. You debate whether to change out of your sweats, but decide you don’t want to make a big production, since Cindy couldn’t change much in 5 minutes, either, right? It’s not like this is a date. You throw on some socks and sneakers, and grab a flashlight.

When you get out to the hallway, you find Cindy waiting across the hall, a jacket thrown over her camisole and yoga pants. Phew, good thing you didn’t change.

You head out through the woods together, Cindy chattering away nervously about how cool this is, and virtually clinging to your arm. Awesome. But the lights are getting brighter as you reach the end of the woods, and soon you can see without the flashlight, so you shut it off.

The woods clear out to the pasture and there’s no doubt. It’s a UFO and the door is open. Cindy has fallen silent and is staring, open-mouthed.  She’s gripping your arm even tighter.

Do you suggest going back? Go to 6
Investigate closer? Go to 7

5. Your stomach hurts, and you yawn. You really want to go back to bed. You say “I don’t think I’m up for that. It may not have even stopped past the field.”

Cindy shakes her head. “Chicken.”

“I’m not. I’m just tired.”

“I dare you,” she says.

How can you pass that up? Go back to 4.

6. “If you’re scared, we could go back.” You suggest.

She shakes her head no and says, “I’m not scared.”

“I think we should go. We got a look. This was close enough.” You pat her hand on your arm.

Cindy looks indecisive. But finally she nods and you both turn back. The red light suddenly shines brighter and heat out of the mouth of the entry to the UFO. An alarm sounds. You’ve been spotted. You both start to make a run for it, but it’s too late, the woods are set on fire and you with them.


7. “Want to take a closer look?” You ask.

Cindy snaps out of it and smiles wide. “You know it.”

The two of you head toward the open field. The lights around the UFO glow red. Reminding you of the infrared light in the headlamp your father used when trying to keep his night vision available. It’s eerie, but you’re afraid to turn on your own flashlight and draw attention to yourself.

The open door to the machine leads to a red-lit interior as well. Wires and pipes head in every direction. Your heart is pumping wildly, and your palms are getting a little sweaty. You wipe them on your sweats and swallow hard. This could go wrong in so many ways.

“Let’s go in,” says Cindy.

Do you go? Go to 8
Chicken out? Go to 9

8. You nod and Cindy’s hand moves down your arm and holds yours. Good thing you wiped the sweat already.  The two of you head into the machine. Even though you’re scared, this is kind of fun. The moment your feet hit the pads of the entrance, a low beeping begins. Sort of like the ding of a car door when you leave your keys in the ignition and try to get out.  It’s an alarm! And something’s coming. You hear the marching of many feet on their way.

Do you duck behind the machine and hide? Go to 11
Make a run for it? Go to 10

9. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.” You say. But she’s pulling you toward the ship. The moment her feet hit the pads of the entrance, a low beeping begins. Sort of like the ding of a car door when you leave your keys in the ignition and try to get out.  It’s an alarm! And something’s coming. You hear the marching of many feet on their way.

You panic and slip from her grasp, and take off running. When you reach the woods, you turn back and realize that Cindy didn’t follow you. She’s standing on the platform of the  UFO, facing a giant green spider. It grabs her in its clutches and pulls her into the ship. The platform closes behind them and the ship takes off so quickly that if you’d blinked you would have missed it.

10. You make a run for it, holding Cindy’s hand. The red light suddenly shines brighter and heat out of the mouth of the entry to the UFO. An alarm sounds. You’ve been spotted. You both start to make a run for it, but it’s too late, the woods are set on fire and you with them.


11. You yank Cindy to the side and hide against the gently humming machine. You slide a little further down from the machine and notice it has gotten a little darker. The red glow had been coming mostly from the open doorway. The many footsteps get to the end of the ramp and start crunching through the dead leaves.

They are coming your way!

You push Cindy behind you and prepare to use your flashlight as a weapon. But you can hardly see now. The crunching approaches but you still can’t see the form of the alien yet. In your panic, you decide you can’t defend yourself if you can’t even see your enemy. You click on your flashlight.

Before you stands a giant green spider, its hundred eyes all shine in the light of your flashlight and it screams. So does Cindy. It scrambles away toward the ship entrance as fast as it can.

Cindy pulls you away from the ship and yells, “Come on, let’s go.”

Sure thing, you’ve seen enough. But before you even make it past the fence, the ship makes a whirring sound and moves away from you. The two of you stand frozen as you watch the ship take off into the night so quickly that if you’d blinked, you would have missed it.

Cindy laughs in relief and hugs you around the waist. She buries her head and shivers in fear. Her voice is muffled by your sweatshirt as she says, “Spiders? They had to be spiders.”

You nod and feel a shiver of fear yourself.

Cindy pulls back, and takes your hand in hers, and asks. “What could possibly have been worse?”

“Well, at least it wasn’t clowns.” You say.

 Cindy busts up laughing. She smiles, bites her lip and asks, “You’re funny.  What are you doing Friday night?”



In simple language, Pauline Creeden creates worlds that are both familiar and strange, often pulling the veil between dimensions. She becomes the main character in each of her stories, and because she has ADD, she will get bored if she pretends to be one person for too long.

Pauline is a horse trainer from Virginia, but writing is her therapy.

Armored Hearts, her joint effort with author Melissa Turner Lee, has been a #1 Bestseller in Christian Fantasy and been awarded the Crowned Heart for Excellence by InDtale Magazine. Her debut novel, Sanctuary is scheduled for release September 30, 2013, and has already been nominated for two awards in YA Science Fiction.

One of Pauline's short stories has won the CCW Short Story contest. Other short stories have been published in Fear & Trembling Magazine, Obsidian River and Avenir Eclectia. An urban fantasy short will appear in The Book of Sylvari: An Anthology of Elves from Port Yonder Press, and a vampire short will appear in Monsters! from Diminished Media Group.




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