Redhawk Caldera Everybody knows the devil can't set foot in a church.

Eljay was saying something. Reyes was busy staring off at the strangeness in the sky and watching as the colors bled together from the rising smoke. It wasn't really smoke though, was it? He couldn't tell. Maybe it was just dust. The snow on the mountain could have done something too. They were too far away to see much of anything except there was an impact. On that Reyes and Eljay agreed; it had sounded like something colliding with something else.

No, Reyes admitted. But I haven't lived around mountains very long. Nothing like this has ever happened on the coast as far as I can remember. The closest thing to that sound was a whale breaching, but even then it wasn't very similar. The sound of something emerging from the water and then slamming against the ocean was loud and impressive; this flash of light and resulting boom was many times larger than that.

Reyes glanced over to Eljay and saw the worry on his face. He did not know what to say to help him. If anyone was present for whatever-that-was touching down, they were probably dead. He went on to ask a very stupid question: Are you okay? But to be fair, Eljay looked like he might faint.