Who are they? Where are they? How can they possibly know all this?
Do you see what I see? Why do we live like this?
Is it because it’s true that ignorance is bliss?

Still holding his phone, Robin headed toward the backyard, where the strange noises he had heard before were coming from now.

Before reaching the gate that divided the street from the yard, he paused for a few moments.
“Hey, Rob, are you there? I’m starting to get worried, please tell what’s going on,” Dustin’s voice said on his cell phone’s speaker.

“Rob?” Dustin insisted. Robin was so mesmerized by the sounds, that he didn’t even hear him. As he reached the backyard, he could see full on the lights that had passed over him earlier. He no longer found them intimidating, but so compelling to look at that it was impossible for him to stop staring at them.

He couldn’t help running to them either, as soon as he recovered from his astonishment.
“Rob, what’s going on there? Can you fill me in?” Dustin insisted; Robin didn’t answer.

He was too busy gawking at the colored lights, which were getting closer and closer, emitting the same odd but hypnotizing sound.

“Those are definitely not the northern lights,” he muttered, pausing under the intense glow.

Once there, he found impossible to move, the array of lights seemed to have him trapped.
“Rob, buddy, what’s going on over there? Care to enlighten me?” Dustin asked. Once again, Robin couldn’t answer.

For a brief moment, the lights dissipated and, now against a clear sky, Robin could see that round, somewhat blurry shape circling above him.

“For goodness’ sake. What the fuck is that?”
“What the fuck is what? Rob, talk to me please, dude.” Dustin begged. At this point, Robin was unable to hear him.

The formerly harmless lights, then transformed into a bright, greenish beam, which, emitting a whirring sound like that of a powerful turbine, descended upon Robin, enveloping him in a chilling glow.
“Damn, is that a…?“

“No, no, no, no, please no,” he exclaimed, turning around to run. But the beam of light emerging from the saucer, previously cold and weak, turned into a thick force field that blocked him from fleeing.

 “W-What’s wrong with me? I can’t move!”
The round saucer above him whirred again like an airplane engine; the beam became even stronger and started to pull him strongly upwards.

“No, wait, don’t do this, please, noooo!” He exclaimed, as he felt with horror how his feet separated from the floor.

“Let go of me, this is a mistake, I’m not who you think I am! Put me down, please!” Robin implored, waving his legs and arms in the air, but his pleas were in vain.

The shimmering ray continued to suck him towards the huge, brilliant hole at the bottom of the flying saucer.

Hearing the screams coming from the backyard, Ann, who was still in the study, stopped sobbing and ran to the window, only to be met with the shocking scene.
“Oh, my God. Robin??”

“Help! Somebody help me, please!” Robin cried.
“Robin, what the HELL is going on! Please tell me or I won’t be able to help you!” Dustin yelled on the line.

Robin’s phone fell from his hand in his attempt to answer to his friend. He pawed and kicked in a last-ditch effort to free himself from the force that trapped him like a bug in an invisible spider’s web.

Ann stood there, contemplating the scene, speechless and with tears in her eyes, no longer of wrath but of terror.

“Aaaann! I’m sorry, I never meant to hurt you, I swear! Help me, please, don’t let them take me!” Robin shouted once more, before being sucked into the flying saucer in the middle of a deafening noise.

“Wait, don’t take him! Give him back! Robiiiin!” Ann screamed in panic.

The saucer waited a few moments, spinning in front of Ann, turning its lights on and off. She thought of running to the door, but her feet didn’t move from their place, as if the same force that had pulled Robin into the ship had paralyzed her.

Then, with a roar similar to an explosion, the saucer turned into a sort of comet with a blazing, colorful stele.

And flew away rotating at high speed, to lose itself behind the high Aurora Skies mountains.

After that, Velkomin Rd. was left in the most profound silence…

“Oh, Robin, I’m sorry…” Ann whispered, tears still in her eyes. The distant sound of a voice then reached her ears from the backyard.

“Robin? What was that all about? Are you alright? Rob, if you’re still there please answer me!”

And I’m gonna be high as a kite by then,
I miss the Earth so much; I miss my wife.
It’s lonely out in space on such a timeless flight.

And I think it’s gonna be a long, long time
’til touchdown brings me ’round again to find
I’m not the man they think I am at home.
Oh, no, no, no
I’m a rocket man,
rocket man, burning out his fuse up here alone.

END OF PART TWO: STUCK IN THE PAST

CREDITS AND THANKS 🌸

Ann poses are from Convo/Emotion Poses by bmit04, poses-by-bee (Tumblr site),
also Poses-by-bee (WordPress site).

Phone in hand is by Lorandia Sims. (Couldn’t find a link that still works, sorry).
Phone on floor is from the Inside My Purse clutter by SIMcredible!

Songs:
They, by Jem. (Beginning of the episode).
Rocket Man, by Elton John. (End of the Episode).

Title of the episode is inspired by a dialogue from Steven Spielberg’s Close Encounters of the Third Kind:

Old Man: ¡El sol salió anoche y me cantó!
Translator: He says the sun came out last night. He says it sang to him.
[Literally: The sun came out last night and sang to me!]

Thanks Wikiquote! 🤗

Thanks as well to Reshade. I’m not an expert yet, but at least it saved me a lot of time editing and enhancing photos. 😊 Some of the final effects, though, were made with Photoscape X photo editor.

And of course my thanks to all the readers who have gotten this far with me and my crazy story. Thank you so much! 💗

See you on Part 3: To the Moon and Back, coming on 2024 (hopefully) 😊

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