On the third visit to the asylum he started to speak

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Why do they come?, you ask.

Our scientists never could explain the green flashes in the sky.

“Meteors”, said one
“Aurora Borealis” another claimed.

But I have studied them for years. I know that we’ve been lied to.

Somewhere in the vast space minds infinitely superior have plotted against humanity for centuries.

They have been here for decades but you cannot see them.
They have infested our homes, they eavesdrop through refrigerators and TV-sets.
They have infected presidents and CEO:s.

We will become their slaves unless we hide behind the steel doors to my asylum.

Why not come inside?

Life is busy so I wrote the first story I could think of. Which was coming from the dark sky behind the camera. It’s a bit inspired from “The war of the worlds”, especially in the musical for by Jeff Wayne. I will catch up returning your comments throughout the weekend…

At Friday Fictioneers you can find all kind of stories, and it’s a great way to improve your writing skills. Rochelle hosts and selects the picture. Why don’t you give it a try?


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March 14, 2018

75 responses to “On the third visit to the asylum he started to speak”

  8. I would have the most fun with you in an asylum. 🙂

    And De too. We could all take turns playing doctor …

  9. “Will you walk into my parlour?” said the Spider to the Fly.
    And that’s how he gets them in the asylum. I like the casually thrown yet chilling last line.

  17. I enjoyed the WotW reference, Bjorn. Brings back many happy memories of driving the length of the British Isles at night. Listening to that double cd, over and over.

    Hope your hectic life eases soon.

  19. The patient in the asylum rationalises his experience, even to the extent of believing that he’s there by choice. A startling story hung on the framework of imaginary hostile aliens. Well imagined and written, Bjorn.

  20. You’ve heard of the new type of borealis discovered, and named Steve? No kidding. I hope to someday witness our alien overlords, I mean the northern lights, in action. ~

  21. Oh but look – there are the other kind too, who are striving to help us. Surely they have spoken with you in your mind (as they do)?

  28. Sounds like an invitation to start flying over a Cuckoo’s Nest. I’m with Linda and Liz and I too will stay on this side of the doors. Thanks for the invitation Björn.

  29. Deliciously unsettling. Which is best, to meet with aliens or hide in an asylum? Your narrator has chosen; I feel your readers are stuck between a rock and a hard place – well done.

  31. the video was blocked for my viewing – but all good cos came here for the story and very nicely done – sometimes the first story just comes to us.
    and I liked the pondering in the opening 🙂

  33. I just love that title! It forces you to read on. I see what you mean about us being inspired in similar ways – Jeff Wayne has a lot to answer for! Cracking story Bjorn.

      • And this was a perfect one. Generally I come up with a title once a story is written, or at least when I’ve pinned much of it down. Only once have a come up with a title first, in a dream – but it was a good one 🙂

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