UFO Alien Encounter
The Reserve
June 24, 2004
At 12:15 AM, my phone rings.
- Hello, Jean-Pierre, are you asleep?
- No, Christophe, I was about to go to bed.
- Listen, if I'm calling you this late it's because Sophie and I saw a UFO...
- Oh really...
- We were driving towards Aix, in my Twingo, coming back from Marseille. We saw a light green object descending at 45 degrees and disappearing behind a hill. It wasn't a rocket. The outlines were clear and it left no trail.
- How big was it?
- I'd say three quarters of the Moon.
- Oh, really...
- I'm telling you, we could see all the details. But... what are we going to do with all this?
- Nothing, as usual. Jacques always has the sausages in his fridge, and we've been waiting for a year like fools. They won't come.
- Yeah... We've been going around in circles for half a century. I know we're unapproachable, but still. It would be nice to have a drink together, wouldn't it?
- I think so. It doesn't commit us to anything. Anyway, it wouldn't change the fate of the world. We've long understood that people can only make new mistakes with additional knowledge, no matter the field.
- As a pilot, I'd like to take a ride in a flying saucer, just that.
- Me too, what do you think. There are several of us who have a perfectly good field, away from everything. If necessary, I'd remove my apple trees. Anyway, they're half-dead.
- And then we have a drink, raise our glasses to the cosmos.
- We have our pastis and they have a shot of liquid nitrogen, for the road.
- I was thinking about your last book, where you took me as a character, with the physique as well (Christophe Lent). I think I understand a bit better.
- What do you understand?
- For them, we are livestock.
- What do you mean?
- Well, when you meet a cat, you don't say "meow!".
- No.
- You also don't wave to a monkey or smile at a jellyfish.
- It's just the "animal kingdom", nothing more.
- If they have tens of millions of years on us, for them, when they meet us, it might be the same. The Earth is just a zoo. Your writings might be for them what the claw marks of a lion on a tree or the pattern of a spider's web are for you.
- So, do you think that when they pass over our heads like that, it's just to say "If we flew over the reserve before going to bed?"
- I think that's exactly it.
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