Samantha
A Sci-Fi Flash Fiction Short
Afton L. Jordan
Copyright © 2016 Afton Laidy Jordan
All rights reserved.
ISBN-13:
978-1533596468
ISBN-10:
1533596468
DEDICATION
For my amazing children: Dante Julianny, Nahisa Breyana, and Suriayah Renee; whom I love with every piece of my being. Never give up on your dreams and never stop aspiring to be great! Your minds will take you far!
I sincerely dedicate this to those that have been mauled by a shark and also for the loved ones that mourn their loss.
And for the animals that get killed because of our stupidity into their territory, we are mere humans and we know no better.
CONTENTS
Acknowledgments
i
Chapter One
The Find
9
Chapter Two
The Memory
15
Chapter Three
Finding Samantha
18
Chapter Four
Going Home
22
Chapter Five
The Jolt
25
About The Author
Other Titles By Afton
Connecting With Afton
Thank You
27
28
29
30
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
For all of the believers out there that believe we are not alone.
For the extraterrestrials that have not deemed our planet doomed or no longer needed… YET.
For anyone who hallucinates or decides to go into the see and deplete their oxygen tank and not come back up for a new tank or air.
For anyone with an imagination.
For those that love space in all it’s awesomeness and those that love the ocean.
Chapter ONE:
THE FIND
Swimming thousands of feet below the surface of Sweden’s ocean, Peter’s autonomous hydrophone detected acoustic signals. About three meters in front of him, his SONAR machine drew pictures of the vibrations that bounced off of a rounded metal object. Peter stilled himself. Excited, his heart was racing too fast to react; it wouldn’t be too smart to barrel into the unknown so fast where the pressure of the sea would collapse his insides. He survived an encounter of the same sort years earlier. Samantha was her name.
Samantha.
He saw something that caught his eye. It was a great white. He stilled himself. Waiting for the great white to lose interest in him, he began inching forward. He saw that it began to swim away and so he swam to where something caught his eye. He swam closer, curiosity getting the best of him.
He reached out into the darkness of the ocean and touched something metal and hard. It was rough even under his protective suit, with ridges, markings and textured impressions. It didn’t look to be from this world. How long had it sat here on the bottom of the ocean? He felt the vibrations course through him and he saw the galaxy. The dark sea had transformed into stars and he could feel the weightlessness of outer space as he floated and stared in fascination. He could see the planets rotating in their orbital functionality and below him the blue and green prominence of Earth.
How?
Letting his hand float to his side, his vision disappeared. He blinked, trying to recall it. Come back! Peter’s thoughts screamed out.
How? How was he able to see the stars and the Earth as if he was looking down at it from space? As if he was in space. His mind yelled.
Reaching out again, instinctively, he was thrown back into space, seeing and feeling the awe of this impossible moment.
He didn’t want to share his finding with anyone –not his crew on the surface or his friends back home or his commander on base. It was his finding and he felt as if it had connected to him in a way that no one else but she had. It was his finding.
Oxygen depleted from his tank by the minute, his breathing became hyper in a panic but his mind was too gone in hallucination to notice. Floating in space he felt light and alive. Seeing the blue-green aura of the atmosphere brought back his memories of his beautiful, flawless wife. Her eyes.
CHAPTER TWO:
THE MEMORY
Samantha.
He inhaled and smelled the intoxication of her aroma as if she had just walked passed. He could taste her strawberry gloss on her lips. Nothing changed in her. But wasn’t that impossible? He memorialized the crazed shark attack. Why that shark dove so deep was still a mystery, but his teeth sunk into her, puncturing her diving amour, letting the pressure of the ocean cave in. It was gruesome, and heart breaking. He’d had to watch helplessly as his wife drifted away; painfully.
But she’d welcomed death. It was the only thing she could’ve done in that moment and there was nothing he could do for her! He shook his head, now wearing hot tears in his eyes. There was nothing. What was he supposed to have done?! Was he supposed to have given up? No! He knew she would’ve wanted him to fight. To live. And that’s exactly what he had done in those moments.
CHAPTER THREE:
FINDING SAMANTHA
He could stay in this moment forever. Smelling her. Breathing her in. Tasting her. His oxygen tank read seconds till empty but still he stayed oblivious to the inevitable. She was just as he last saw her. Her cheeks were still full of color and her smile emitted radiance. She extended her arm into his existence and pulled him in close. Was this real or was he so low on oxygen that he was hallucinating? The electricity that ignited in his soul made him feel full, and happy. Yes! It had to be real! He hadn’t felt like this in a long while. Her death exiled his smile and his life seemed to grey like the casket that was lowered into a grave for her memory.
She pulled him closer and whispered into his ear, “I have been waiting for your return to this very spot. There are secrets that I want to share with you. How I have longed for this day. Are you ready to leave your old life behind? Stay with me Peter, my love.”
Her whisper lulled his insides into a calm hum of mush. He wasn’t scared, and he wasn’t anxious about leaving his apathetic life. He wanted her.
Samantha.
It was always her. Again, she tickled his ear with the word he longed to hear. It was sensual, seductive, and he felt it should be forbidden. It was too good to hear. “Stay.”
Acknowledging her with a twinkle in his eye, she took him in a full embrace. There was no going back. His mind and body had always belonged to her. He would never leave her again.
She was the woman he fell in love with.
Samantha…
CHAPTER FOUR:
GOING HOME
She told him the secrets of the universe. Allowing him the information the aliens had given to her. Touching the aircraft he’d found made communication with the intellectual life beings of the universe attainable. He had opened a door to a new world, an intimidating world, but one he’s rather be in if Samantha would be there to hold his hand, teach him, and guide him. He didn’t have to be scared.
Samantha.
She waited for him. The aliens emerged from hiding, making sure it was first okay to proceed and show themselves, being that humans were never ones to be fully trusted. But if she loved him how could they not?
They had found her, saved her, and gave her life and she was the woman he had fallen in love with.
Samantha…
She was always the treasure that mattered while searching for archaeological artifacts. The aircraft that he visited might not have been important if he hadn’t touched it. He smiled. There was nothing he’d ever have to go back for. He finally had his wife back and she made sure he knew that she never once blamed him for the attack on her life.
He
was home at last.
CHAPTER FIVE:
THE JOLT
All of a sudden the memory of Samantha and the vision vanished. A weathered, old rotten skull and bones wrapped in a tattered suit appeared, grasping and holding him underwater until he was suffocated without oxygen. The rotten corpse repeating the words:
"I've found you, you're finally back home with me".
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Afton Jordan, 28; is a dedicated mother and wife. She aspires to be a great writer like those before her. She pushes for success because she wants nothing but greatness for her children and she believes if she is accomplished her children will grown to aspire for the same things in their own interests.
Afton loves to read, write, watercolour and game. She enjoys spending time with her family and her friends.
Currently, Afton is working on perfecting her voice over narration audiobooks while attending her senior year in college where she will be graduating with a BFA in Creative Writing for Entertainment in February of 2017.
OTHER TITLES BY AFTON
Afton L. Jordan has written other books titled:
The Flower You Once Held –Engraving This Melody
Nature’s Cleansing
Finding Meaning and Worth
The Dark Arts –Purging My Soul
Connecting With Afton
Connect with Afton L. Jordan through social Media!
Facebook @ www.facebook.com/AftonLaidyZabalaJordan
Twitter @ https://twitter.com/AftonLJordan
LinkedIn @ https://www.linkedin.com/in/afton-laidy-zabala-jordan-2a075196
If you are interested in production of an audiobook Afton L. Jordan also has a profile on ACX @ https://www.acx.com/narrator?p=A23C7TS8TL51RI
THANK YOU FOR READING.
I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THIS SHORT STORY.
This was just something I wanted to share with people. It’s a little something different that got me to thinking about all the possibilities of the universe and the “why not’s”.
No one should have the fear to write their ideas no matter how weird it may be to the next person because there is always someone reading who thinks the work is a masterpiece creation. Imagination is not measured by likes or views but by the enjoyment of writing what one dreams up in their minds.
I’d rather be a “Dreamer” and be happy then be a “Bubble popper” (those who deflate the dreams of the ones around them).