Wade Phoenix was bouncing around in the driver seat of his cherry red, Jeep CJ as it crawled across the barren northern nevada desert. The moon was full, casting pale shadows across the dull brown landscape. The ex-footbal player popped the top of his second beer of the evening and tilted his head back. He was five seconds into his drink when  he saw it. A fiery trail sweeping across the sky.<br/><br/>He choked on the last portions of beer as the rest spilled down onto his shirt. The shooting star impacted a moment later, close enough for chunks of debris to ping against the sides of the jeep. one rather large chunk of granite left a large dent in the left front fender.<br/><br/>"Holy shit," he yelled out though no one was within ten miles. Or so he thought. Tossing the empty Coor's can out the window he hit the gas and headed toward the cloud of smoke billowing up where the meteor had hit.<br/><br/>As he drew closer he saw the crater sorounded by charred rock and scrubrush some of it still smouldering. Cutting the negine he hopped out and tucking his Colt .45 into the back of his jeans movesd to the lip of the crater. The meteorite was larger than he expected and was still alfame giving off strange green flames of heat and fire. Then he realized what he was looking at wasn't a meteorite at all. It was a spqaceship!