Good evening, got some more of Jim Sparks story... ' The Keepers
An Alien Message for the Human Race '

..I was falling into a deep depression. My hair had grown quite long, and I wasn’t showering. My fingernails were long and dirty. I was drinking a great deal of alcohol. One evening I sat in my easy chair with a fifth of Smirnoff Vodka, drinking straight out of the bottle. My right hand gripped the neck of the bottle and my left hand held a.357 Magnum cocked and ready to shoot, as my right forefinger massaged the trigger. I was going to shoot anything and everything resembling aliens — even holograms.

Part way into the bottle a loud thump sounded on the roof. I was certain a small scout ship had landed on my roof. I waited, feeling my hackles rise and perspiration growing on my forehead and underarms. Then I heard shuffling footsteps in the attic and then another noise. It sounded as though those things were moving my boxes around up there. I tried to pinpoint the exact origin of those sounds and tracked them with the muzzle of the gun. My finger tightened on the trigger. My heart was pounding and I was sweating like a racehorse. I closed my eyes — but didn’t shoot. “No, not yet,” I thought. “Wait until they come into the living room.”

Moments later, the waiting seemed unbearable. “Why don’t you freaks walk through the walls like you usually do?”

A few seconds later two of the aliens walked from the hallway into my living room, their big eyes shining. They looked so odd as they entered my living room, like curious children. They examined my belongings, played with the lamps, walked into knick-knacks like clods, and knocked things over. One of them was moving the ashes around in the fireplace. The other kept staring at the TV.

Trigger cocked and barrel pointed at the back of his bulbous head, I took a large gulp of vodka, began to squeeze the trigger, and yelled, “Pretty pathetic! You walk through walls and travel the universe, but you can’t figure out how to turn on the TV! I’m going to kill you!” But even through the alcoholic haze, I heard what they had recently told me, “WE KNOW YOU ARE NOT A KILLER.”

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