AISHA - PRIMARY CONTACT

"A good read and an adrenaline rush with no foul language. It is a story with so much below the surface I know I will read it more than once and still be finding things. The slightly larger print is really great on the eyes after a day in the office on the computer. Happily sharing it with my daughter"..- J.M.V. I was touching the seating pod near the front of the craft and was hit immediately by a wet blanket of sticky black ooze. I pulled my hand away. Dralinmer had felt the same. We both knew we were up against the same dark entity that we had found with the gremlin back on Arionel. There was no time to shout a warning. We both used our minds and threw out simultaneously protective shields to encompass the craft and thus protect all outside. In seconds the entire craft imploded. Milliseconds after we had translocated. I knew we had both picked up on the evil mind that now angrily tried to escape. We both looked to where the craft had been. Now within the double force field that we had placed as we move, was a blackness that should just have been smoking and twisted material, there was a dark black cloud, but it wasn’t smoke, it was moving. It was alive.