There have been tractors here all day and they’ve left some sort of alien egg sacks across the field and it’s terrifying. I suppose it hasn’t helped I’ve been watching a lot of X-Files recently.
When I was younger my parents and I would do night time car trip between our summer house and house in the city, and I would sleep in the back. But sometimes I’d look out the window and see moonlit fields. At that age I was pretty frightened of aliens, I’m not sure what I’d seen, maybe ET or maybe Close Encounters through a door hinge, but I knew fields meant landing pads for spacecrafts. There was one trip where I was snoozing in the back, but must have been woken up by my parents bickering about my Dad going the wrong way, because in the middle of this narrow country road my Dad began to attempt a 3 point turn that involved backing the car through some verge and onto a fucking field. I don’t know why this scared me so much because in retrospect why would he have got stuck anyway, my Dad is a good driver and not stupid. Apart from going the wrong way, obviously. But that moment has always haunted me, and when I moved from a town house to a country house with the view of a field, I kinda shat myself a little bit.
But I know these aren’t alien egg sacks. I know they won’t hatch in the night. I know that creatures won’t climb up the roof and into my bedroom window. I still locked my window last night though.