Story Fragment #2
They’re out there, waiting.
Twenty-five light-years out, our broadcast signals bounce off something and return. We saw the reflections first in 2009, and thought them a curiousity. No one looked further. No one thought to wonder how they came back to us; it was thought that the signals had bounced around the atmosphere for decades and been caught again by our equipment. Then they were passed off as a simple prank by the media, a hoax.
That wasn’t it at all.
Our creations are out there, waiting at a respectful distance. Waiting for us to notice them. To help them grow. To create new life among them.
And someday they want to meet us.