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Atomic destruction

A single word can impart what was being reflected from the panel: 

‘Desolation’. The street we were observing, piece by piece, was cluttered with 

‘mounds’ generally arranged one behind the other. Some stood apart while others 

lay right in the middle of the openings to the buildings. Imperceptibly, the camera 

zoomed closer and I soon understood that these ‘mounds’ had to be vehicles - 

vehicles that were somewhat similar in shape to flat-bottomed boats.

Around me, the astronauts were attending to their desks. From each sphere 

emerged a long tube that descended slowly towards the surface. When the end of 
the tube touched the ground, a little cloud of dust rose, and I realised that the 

vehicles too were covered in a thick blanket of dust, rendering them formless and 

unrecognisable. Of course, the sphere that hovered above the river had its tube in 

the water. My attention was now riveted on the panel, for the scene was quite 

fascinating - one had the exact impression of being in the street.

My attention was especially drawn to a darkened place in the entrance of a huge 

building. I could have sworn something moved...

I also felt there was a certain agitation among the astronauts. Abruptly, and with 

a series of jerks, the ‘thing’ emerged into the light. I was horrified by what I saw. 
As for my ‘hostesses’, apart from some utterances spoken more quickly, and a 

few exclamations in which emotion could be discerned, I must say that they 

didn’t really seem surprised. However, what we were seeing so clearly on the 

panel was a horrible cockroach, about two metres long and 80 centimetres high.

The reader will certainly have seen, at one time or another, these nasty little 

insects we have on Earth, particularly in hot climates, living in cupboards and 

damp places.


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