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camera’s vantage point.
    Then, the image angle changed and the world was greeted with the image of a small boat speeding along the waves. It had come from the Amalfi coast, and, according to the current news report, on the boat was a member of the European Coalition. Along with a slew of armed guards, one or two scientists, and an internationally acclaimed astronomer. No doubt all of them would have copious questions for whoever it was who had come to visit Earth.
    Danielle was fairly biting her fingernails in anticipation as the boat moved closer and closer to the craft. At the end of a ramp that had extended from the side of the ship stood the four ridiculously tall beings, waiting for them to approach.
    Then, all at once, the image crackled, distorted, and went completely out of focus.
    For what had to be at least a minute, Danielle stared at the screen in disbelief. They had to be kidding her. The biggest scientific, social and astrological moment of mankind and she had to have a TV glitch? Leaping up, she raced for the power mechanism, jigging it to see if she could get the image back.
    To no avail.
    The 3D projection was distorted beyond all recognition, and, after a moment, a news reporter popped back onto the screen to explain that they were having technical difficulties and would keep trying to repair the image reception. On her knees – ungodly close to the image on her device, Danielle just stared at the impeccably made up reporter.
    When she regained her common sense, she changed the channel to see if another news station had more comprehensive coverage. Oddly, it seemed that every station was having the exact same technical difficulties. No one could get a clear image of what was going on off the Italian coast.
    Completely disheartened, Danielle flipped through a few more channels before giving up her search. With a low sound of disappointment, she slunk back to the couch to collapse atop the blanket she’d brought in from her bedroom. She turned back to her original news channel where anchors were begging for their viewers’ patience.
    Danielle snorted. She was sure this was the highest rated their programming would ever be, and here they were, unable to provide the information that everyone craved. Half the world must have their faces glued to the television, hanging on some hosts’ every word. If only for one moment, they had forgotten the suffering and strife – forgotten they were dying by the thousands – and come together to share one integral moment in their history.
    Jordan would have loved it.
    The young woman smiled faintly as she imagined how he would have reacted. Probably with wild speculation about where the aliens had come from – speculating about intergalactic peace and super heroes. He had always loved comic books.
    She found her eyes, heavy from a long day, closing – and she promised she’d only rest for a moment as she waited for the news to regain the image they’d lost. Just a few minutes, and then she’d check back in…
    The next thing she knew, Danielle was clawing her way blearily from the depths of a deep slumber, her entire body leaden and heavy. She’d crashed – and she’d crashed hard. She’d never have thought she’d been able to sleep with all of the excitement, but she had. The clock on her wrist told her that it was well past seven – time for her to be getting ready for work. The blonde fumbled slightly, not fully awake as she dragged herself into a sitting position. She was on the cusp of trying to drag herself to the bathroom when a loud pounding sounded from her entryway.
    With a yawn that nearly dislocated her jaw, the young woman struggled to her feet and went for the door. She was sure she looked a mess, clad in her sweatpants and t-shirt, hair in absolute disarray, but whoever had the gall to come calling at seven thirty in the morning deserved everything they got and more.
    When the loud knocking came again, she yanked the door open to glare at her