Unplanned-for Flying Object

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The extraterrestrial object soared silently around the curve of the expressway, spewing intense radiant energy. Powers uncontrollable by mere man kept the object hovering just above the horizon.

As a wave of red taillights flashed towards him, Don Shaw stepped firmly on his brakes. The crunch of metal and the tinkle of headlamps somewhere to the rear announced the presence of a driver with reflexes slower than his own.

In the intensely bright light, buildings and lampposts cast long, knife-edged shadows onto the road. Reflections from the glowing entity glinted off the chrome, paint, and glass of the river of cars before him. Heat from the distant orb struck at him through his windshield. An unseen convection current caught a weathered sheet of newspaper, lifting it over Don’s car.

He glanced into the pickup truck stuck beside him. The yahoo behind the wheel squinted, gape-jawed, into the glare. The bill of his backwards baseball cap threw its shadow uselessly behind him. On his other side, a well-coiffed, well-dressed businesswoman tried in vain to ward off the light with a well-manicured hand.

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