Archived Chronicles 1

Homecoming - S. Graves
The war had been tough on us all, especially humanity, especially now. The year was planned to be a pleasant one some 5 years ago, in the lonely valley which a single, distraught man headed. The small town of Montrose, a lazy town in the mountains of the state of Colorado. Things had become different, strange, almost alien after the Eteno claimed Earth as their own and as this silent figure marched down the forest road, he passed by the occassional abandoned car, and crashed pickup truck, listening to the birds chirp as cars had become a thing of the past.

The year was 1992, and after spending nearly two years in Atlantic City playing jet mechanic for the US Air Force, Silas Graves, a man in his mid-thirties carrying an old dufflebag over his dirt-covered coat. He swung his arm and looked over at his elbow, the coat sleeve was covered in a shiny reflective tape and his other sleeve was patched up using old Air Force patches and some string. He looked behind him, as he heard the gentle rumble of an engine, his eyes a bit confused as he brushed his bangs out from his eyes.