The Other Side of the Rainbow - a short story
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The Other Side of the Rainbow
The plane soared up into the sky, just after the storm passed overhead. The research team was angry at the lack of good flying weather, but they were happy that the weather had finally broken so they could get some good flying in . . .hopefully. This was the perfect time to analyze data from clouds.
Dr. Rhodes looked out the window and examined the fog welling up all around them. It didn't really scare her, but she did prefer flying when the weather was more pleasant. It wasn't that she was scared the plane was going to crash. She just worried about getting lost. In that fog there was no way to see anything and if the instruments didn't work, well then they were pretty much toast. Perhaps she was overthinking this.
"Ugh. I hate the ascent. It's the worst time of the flight," her apprentice, Jon grumbled.
"Get used to it. You will be doing this many more times, if you want to get into this field of meteorology." To call it a team might have been an exaggeration, but she didn't know what to call it. There were only two of them. A research team sounded so much more official, though. She liked the ring it had to it.
"I know. I just don't like it. It makes me feel sort of sick and nervous. There is always a sense of uncertainty when you are heading off into the unknown. The clouds around us don't make things any better."
"But we're here to study them."
"I know. But flying through them totally blind. . . ?"
"Hey! Look at that!" The pilot shouted.
"What?" Dr. Rhodes asked.
"It's a rainbow!" The pilot yelled back.
"Let's fly toward it," Jon said, probably eager to have something to distract him.
"We still need to ascend a few hundred feet, though."
"And that really isn't the reason we are flying up here." Rhodes pointed out. "This isn't just a pleasure trip."
"I know. But it would be fun. Everybody needs a little adventure in their lives!" Jon's face beamed, making Rhodes' resolve falter. "Who knows. Maybe we'll even find gold there! We'd be rich!"
Rhodes rolled her eyes. "I suppose it can't hurt," the pilot said, flashing a grin. Rhodes shot back with an angry look, but the pilot had turned back as the radio went off.
"Well, let's do this!" Jon said when the transmission was over."
The pilot flew the plane down toward the rainbow. It was actually a little farther than Rhodes thought. She couldn't help feeling a little bit of a thrill about this. After all, it isn't every day you get to dive down and fly through a rainbow. It probably wouldn't be all that interesting, though. It was just a bit of mist with light reflecting off it.
"We're almost there!" Jon shouted excitedly. "This will be fun!"
Then all of a sudden the rainbow blurred and turned bright white. It was the strangest thing she had ever seen. It was like she was watching a vivid dream. But this was real. She could feel the turbulence around her and then she faded out of consciousness.
Rhodes woke up in a strange place. Ahead of her there was a great big thing that looked like a wooden building. A massive one. Almost as big as a stadium in size. She could hardly believe her eyes. There were animals wandering around all over the place. She was rather confused. What were they doing. There were many familiar ones, if only vaguely, but she could see others too. Ones she had never seen or dreamed of.
"Hey, look! This is an amazing view!" Jon shouted.
"Look! There are people! Eight of them. Two look pretty old."
That got everyone's attention. They all looked at where the pilot had pointed. They saw that the people were all dressed in strange clothes. They were all wearing course tunics. One of the men was looking right at them without seeing them.
"Who are you?" Jon called out to the man. Strangely enough that didn't even get a reaction. In fact, the people began looking around and picking up rocks. They looked to have the diameter of the length of a grown man's hand. It was the strangest thing. Soon the people began piling them up. They seemed to be making a pillar of some sort, to Rhodes.
"What are you doing?" Jon asked.
No reply, The people just stood there, totally oblivious.
"Okay," Rhodes finally said. "This is getting creepy. I'm going to start freaking out. How can these people not even notice us?"
"I don't know," the pilot said. His face began to pale. "This is really scaring me, though. One of them is heading toward us right now. Duck!"
"I don't think we need to," Jon said in a distant, dreamy voice. "I'm pretty sure that to him, we're invisible. I have a strange feeling about all of this. I don't like it."
"Well, what should we do?" Rhodes asked, trying to panic.
"Just watch," Jon said.
For the next five minutes That's exactly what they did. Rhodes admired the view from the mountaintop along with the pilot. It was almost as if they were on the ground no matter where they were. Rhodes also had a strange feeling that she was a ghost in some strange way. She didn't like the feeling, but it was better than she would have guessed just minutes before. She still felt like she did in her normal body. Just not as bound by natural laws; like gravity. There was also a sixth sense she could feel. It was like having a sense of knowing what the humans in front of her were thinking.
The people finally finished their creation. Rhodes was sure that they were making the stand of rocks to show their thankfulness. And not the usual thankfulness. They were thanking God. They had survived some great traumatic event. She was sure of it. She could feel it in their hearts.
Suddenly light flashed in front of her and she had the sense she was traveling through a portal, almost the same way they had entered the rainbow. A time machine. Then she realized what it was. This was a divine revelation showing the three of them something. An event in history. Noah's flood!
Well that was interesting, don'tcha think?? Especially after finishing a serial that involved a teleporter. I guess that's the thing to write about right now! Well that's all we've got for you for now. If you like to send in your short story or poems, email us at sarchi9798@gmail.com! :) Thanks to r4 for his submission!
~SarChi
The Other Side of the Rainbow
The plane soared up into the sky, just after the storm passed overhead. The research team was angry at the lack of good flying weather, but they were happy that the weather had finally broken so they could get some good flying in . . .hopefully. This was the perfect time to analyze data from clouds.
Dr. Rhodes looked out the window and examined the fog welling up all around them. It didn't really scare her, but she did prefer flying when the weather was more pleasant. It wasn't that she was scared the plane was going to crash. She just worried about getting lost. In that fog there was no way to see anything and if the instruments didn't work, well then they were pretty much toast. Perhaps she was overthinking this.
"Ugh. I hate the ascent. It's the worst time of the flight," her apprentice, Jon grumbled.
"Get used to it. You will be doing this many more times, if you want to get into this field of meteorology." To call it a team might have been an exaggeration, but she didn't know what to call it. There were only two of them. A research team sounded so much more official, though. She liked the ring it had to it.
"I know. I just don't like it. It makes me feel sort of sick and nervous. There is always a sense of uncertainty when you are heading off into the unknown. The clouds around us don't make things any better."
"But we're here to study them."
"I know. But flying through them totally blind. . . ?"
"Hey! Look at that!" The pilot shouted.
"What?" Dr. Rhodes asked.
"It's a rainbow!" The pilot yelled back.
"Let's fly toward it," Jon said, probably eager to have something to distract him.
"We still need to ascend a few hundred feet, though."
"And that really isn't the reason we are flying up here." Rhodes pointed out. "This isn't just a pleasure trip."
"I know. But it would be fun. Everybody needs a little adventure in their lives!" Jon's face beamed, making Rhodes' resolve falter. "Who knows. Maybe we'll even find gold there! We'd be rich!"
Rhodes rolled her eyes. "I suppose it can't hurt," the pilot said, flashing a grin. Rhodes shot back with an angry look, but the pilot had turned back as the radio went off.
"Well, let's do this!" Jon said when the transmission was over."
The pilot flew the plane down toward the rainbow. It was actually a little farther than Rhodes thought. She couldn't help feeling a little bit of a thrill about this. After all, it isn't every day you get to dive down and fly through a rainbow. It probably wouldn't be all that interesting, though. It was just a bit of mist with light reflecting off it.
"We're almost there!" Jon shouted excitedly. "This will be fun!"
Then all of a sudden the rainbow blurred and turned bright white. It was the strangest thing she had ever seen. It was like she was watching a vivid dream. But this was real. She could feel the turbulence around her and then she faded out of consciousness.
***
Rhodes woke up in a strange place. Ahead of her there was a great big thing that looked like a wooden building. A massive one. Almost as big as a stadium in size. She could hardly believe her eyes. There were animals wandering around all over the place. She was rather confused. What were they doing. There were many familiar ones, if only vaguely, but she could see others too. Ones she had never seen or dreamed of.
"Hey, look! This is an amazing view!" Jon shouted.
"Look! There are people! Eight of them. Two look pretty old."
That got everyone's attention. They all looked at where the pilot had pointed. They saw that the people were all dressed in strange clothes. They were all wearing course tunics. One of the men was looking right at them without seeing them.
"Who are you?" Jon called out to the man. Strangely enough that didn't even get a reaction. In fact, the people began looking around and picking up rocks. They looked to have the diameter of the length of a grown man's hand. It was the strangest thing. Soon the people began piling them up. They seemed to be making a pillar of some sort, to Rhodes.
"What are you doing?" Jon asked.
No reply, The people just stood there, totally oblivious.
"Okay," Rhodes finally said. "This is getting creepy. I'm going to start freaking out. How can these people not even notice us?"
"I don't know," the pilot said. His face began to pale. "This is really scaring me, though. One of them is heading toward us right now. Duck!"
"I don't think we need to," Jon said in a distant, dreamy voice. "I'm pretty sure that to him, we're invisible. I have a strange feeling about all of this. I don't like it."
"Well, what should we do?" Rhodes asked, trying to panic.
"Just watch," Jon said.
For the next five minutes That's exactly what they did. Rhodes admired the view from the mountaintop along with the pilot. It was almost as if they were on the ground no matter where they were. Rhodes also had a strange feeling that she was a ghost in some strange way. She didn't like the feeling, but it was better than she would have guessed just minutes before. She still felt like she did in her normal body. Just not as bound by natural laws; like gravity. There was also a sixth sense she could feel. It was like having a sense of knowing what the humans in front of her were thinking.
The people finally finished their creation. Rhodes was sure that they were making the stand of rocks to show their thankfulness. And not the usual thankfulness. They were thanking God. They had survived some great traumatic event. She was sure of it. She could feel it in their hearts.
Suddenly light flashed in front of her and she had the sense she was traveling through a portal, almost the same way they had entered the rainbow. A time machine. Then she realized what it was. This was a divine revelation showing the three of them something. An event in history. Noah's flood!
Well that was interesting, don'tcha think?? Especially after finishing a serial that involved a teleporter. I guess that's the thing to write about right now! Well that's all we've got for you for now. If you like to send in your short story or poems, email us at sarchi9798@gmail.com! :) Thanks to r4 for his submission!
~SarChi
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