Every Christmas
Chapter one
The howls of the wind in the cold winter evening were quite calming to Emily’s ears. It was one of the only things that could help take her mind off family pressure.
“Why do I need to get married anyway? I’m nineteen. I should be allowed to make my own decisions.” She spoke to herself, then slightly louder. “Who needs a man in their life anyway?”
A voice suddenly spoke aloud from the shadows. “Well you’ve spent one year with one and it’s been quite fun so it’d probably be best if you did have a man in your life.”
Without looking around Emily replied. “You know how flawed your logic is right?”
Emily turned to see her twin brother, Sam, approaching her in a very fancy suit. She sighed, immediately figuring out what was happening. “Who did you ask out this time?”
“Hey, I have good reasons for dressing up nicely other than to go out with a girl.”
Emily stared at him, arms crossed, eyebrow raised.
“Ah, but yeah. I am dressed up because I am going out with a girl.” Sam made gestures towards his suit and the door.
“You go on too many dates.” Emily turned around and walked over the window to stare outside at all the snow that was falling. The snow looked around four inches deep. “You’re not going out in that weather are you?”
She heard a vibration behind her, soon followed by an “Ohh, come on!”
“Jade just cancelled our date because of the weather. And I just dressed up for nothing… Damn it. Now I have to change.” Emily heard footsteps leading away from the lounge room.
Finally.
She sat down in a chair and closed her eyes, so she could listen to the calming sounds of the wind. She wished she could stay here all day. All the stress of the real world gone. Just her and the wind.
Then her ears picked up a faint noise. She couldn’t quite describe it but it sounded like an engine wheezing, if an engine could wheeze. Emily was curious and went up to the window to see if she could see the object that was making the noise. She looked around for a while but the snow hindered her vision massively until she saw a tiny flashing light in the corner of the window. The light looked to be spinning.
Is that some kind of plane? No that’s stupid.
She kept observing the light which was growing bigger. She couldn’t tell what the light was attached to, or if it was attached to anything at all. It was really difficult to see but Emily thought she saw a little trail of smoke behind the light.
TSHHHH! BANG!
She looked outside and saw the object which had crashed outside. She couldn’t really see how far it was from her window; the snow was too dense.
Suddenly, Sam burst into the room. “What was that? Did you hear that?” He started panicking. “What’s happening? Did an alien spaceship crash outside? ARE THEY GOING TO INVADE US?”
Emily looked at her brother, dumbfounded. “Really? Aliens? That’s the immediate conclusion you come to?”
“Well what do you suggest? Car crash? In this weather?” Sam went to look outside the window but couldn’t see anything due to his impaired eyesight. “Damn it. I can’t see anything.”
Emily rolled her eyes. “I told you to go to the optometrist.”
Sam groaned. “Fine. I’ll go tomorrow. If it stops snowing. Tell me if you see anything happen outside that window. I’m going to sleep.” He started walking back to his room.
Emily sighed and looked back outside to see a humanoid figure sitting down next to the crash area. The figure resembled that of a child and looked like a boy from where she was standing but she couldn’t be sure. “What’s that child doing?” She whispered to herself.
She kept looking at the child and what she now decided was a box of some sort, possibly a crate.
Should I go outside and ask the kid what he, or she, is doing? But what if it is actually an alien?
Emily slapped herself lightly. Don’t be stupid. Aliens aren’t real.
She kept looking at the child, who was now pacing around in the snow. The child then climbed up onto the crate and seemingly fell into it.
What? How? Well, it's not impossible but...why? And is the crate... Glowing?
She realised that the crate was now emitting a soft golden glow which outlined its shape as well as further confusing Emily.
How can a crate glow?
Emily then became aware of small vibrations that her feet were picking up. She then listened more carefully and then she heard it. Even with the howling wind, she could still hear the soft humming of an engine. And what’s more, she was sure that it was coming from the crate. She couldn't tell for sure but her gut said that it was the crate that was producing the reverberation.
How does that make sense?
Then she heard the grinding sound again. This time the light illuminated the crate which allowed her to see more detail.
A blue crate with smoke coming out of it? So is there an engine inside the box? Or was it just in a fire? So what was the crashing? Wait. It has some words. Argh, I can’t see it clearly, and it’s sideways. And why does it keep… disappearing.
She realised that the blue crate was disappearing then appearing again. Soon the light stopped flashing and the blue crate was gone.
A female voice suddenly spoke up. “You’re confused aren’t you? It’s pretty amazing.”
Emily span around to see a young female that appeared to be in her twenties with dark brown hair. Her hair had snow all over it. Her face was pale, probably from being outside and her clothes had rips throughout. “Wha- how did- who are—”
The female raised her hand up signalling a handshake. “Clara. Clara Oswald.” She paused and took a couple of breaths before speaking again. “I’ve got a lot of explaining to do haven’t I?”
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