The domes had seemingly popped up overnight. They were seen first on social media, then the news started doing stories. No one knew where they had come from or why. All the stories pointed to the same shell company, 'Genetech', as having purchased the land they were all in all 12 locations around the world. They were massive. The geodomes each took up over seven square miles each. People tried looking inside, but the frosted glass made it impossible to see anything but vague colors. Drones were flown over. People tried to break in. No one was seen coming or going, ever, though there were three doors on each geodome. They were a mystery and the conspiracy theories abounded.
According to the latest investigations, every geodome was exactly the same in every single way. Down to every inch. My personal theory was Aliens. My brother scoffed and said no way, it had to be the illuminati. We were both mostly joking.
I went into the kitchen and the woman on the news was excitedly talking about a thirteenth dome being discovered, floating on the ocean. A massive domed ship. My mom was watching TV, letting the scrambled eggs burn, so I slid the pan to the off burner, getting her attention.
"Hey Lovie, what do you think about this?" she asked, turning back to the eggs.
I shrugged. "Anyone see anything or did it just appear overnight? I still say they are Alien ships."
"No one has come up with anything better," she said.
My phone chirped and I frowned. No one ever messaged me this early, my friends were all still in bed. I was the only one with a summer job that required a 5 AM wake up.
I opened the text.
'Invitation 12 - June 23 - 0800 - Ecklun KS'
I stared at it, frowning. "Mom, the one close to us in that little town in kansas, what's the town?"
"Edmon? Ecklan?"
"Ecklun?"
"Yeah, that's it!"
I stared at the text and hit 'info' on the sender.
Genetech.
All of my hair tried to stand on end.
"What is it, Lovie?"
"Umm, nothing. Some prank or something. I gotta hurry, can I get those eggs in a sandwich?" I asked, pouring myself some milk.
The 'on location' news lady was interrupted mid stream and the local station cut in. "We are getting breaking news that waves of invitations have gone out all across the world from Genetech, inviting select people to come and tour the geodomes. The invitations were sent moments ago via text message and email. We have one here that reads..."
The voice cut off as I ran upstairs and swiped my finger over the mousepad on my laptop, waking it up.
4 new emails, newest: Genetech.
I opened it, my palms sweating.Why the hell was I so nervous? It wasn't like I could accept, Ecklun was a good two hours from me! I had opted out of buying a car, saving my money for college.
"We are pleased to extend to you this invitation for an exclusive, one time only tour of our Gamma facility based in Ecklun Kansas. We have invited eighteen individuals from varying backgrounds to tour our facility and offer public insight into what we do here.
This invitation is non-transferable.
You will be allowed to bring recording devices, phones, computers etc for your 3 day 2 night stay within our facility as we show the world, through you, who we are.
Should you choose to accept our invitation, hit 'reply' and simply say 'yes'. A new email will be sent with the arrival time of the car that will pick you up.
You are encouraged to contact local media and interview as much as you wish. Your family will be allowed to accompany you to the facility, but only those with invitations may step inside. You may not livestream, but you can record and share everything you have recorded once the tour has concluded.
If you reply in the affirmative, you will be required to fill out a questionnaire about dietary needs, medical information such as allergies, etc.
We truly hope to see you there!
-Genetech."
Ho-leee shit! I stared at it, then read it again, then again. Should I say yes?
"Lovie? You are going to be late. What is it?" Mom asked, coming in with a sandwich on a plate for me.
"I got an invite! That they were saying on the news? I got one!"
"Oh! Oh, wow! They read two emails on air, they were identical to each other, said the same thing, let me... Oh it is, isn't it!" she said excitedly. "Are you going to go?"
"I don't know? Should I? I mean, why me? I am a nobody?"
"They said it was random and you aren't a nobody! You are smart! Top of your class!"
"Top of a class of twelve isn't saying much, mom."
"You got a scholarship!"
"I am a girl going into AG, they pretty much had to... I think I am going to say yes. I bet they have all kinds of plants in there, right? It's got to be a science lab? Like putting a tropical rainforest in the middle of Kansas? How cool would that be?"
"Do it!" she said smiling.
I hit 'reply' and said 'yes', then sent it. Immediately, my phone chirped.
"Thank you for your reply! We have emailed you a questionnaire."
I sat down at my desk and filled out the questionnaire, forgetting about work until they called.
The next week was filled with interviews and planning, packing for my three days. The email had said to pack for warm and cold weather and for nice occasions as well as clothes I could get dirty in. I felt ridiculous hauling a suitcase the size of a trunk with me to the car that came to pick me up, but the driver seemed to expect it as he loaded it for me.
My brother was sulking in the seat next to me. "I swear, you can sneak me in your suitcase!" he said for the hundredth time.
"I promise I will get lots of footage for you. The news company gave me all those video cameras. And I will see you in a couple of days. You won't even miss me, you spend your whole weekend playing call of duty anyway. Come on, Drew, stop sulking. Tell me again what signs I am supposed to look for in the walls?"
I nudged him and he continued to sulk. He was only fourteen, but still bigger than me. Mom sat on the other side of him, smiling and looking out the window. She was tall, 5'9". My dad was 6'3" and Drew was already 6' at fourteen. Mom says she didn't know where I got my height from, no one in her family was small. Dad said he thought his grandma had been short like me, from what he could remember.
I wished he could have been here. He was driving back from Houston and wouldn't be home until morning. We were used to him being gone, it was the life of a trucker. He didn't seem to think the domes were a big deal, said they were just a media stunt. Some corporation was going to make big bucks with all the hype they were causing.