Elle Franklin led Greta Winston through the darkness with a flashlight. The woman shivered out of sheer terror at every shadow.
"Sorry for the inconvenience. We don't have the power to light this place up just yet. James is working on that. So, for now we use flashlights until the batteries go dead."
"Fancy candles." Greta hisses nervously.
"1873? Wow!"
Greta folds her arms chilling at her surroundings in the corridor.
"2019? Ya'll say?"
Elle chuckles, "Yep. We flew out of the Philippines and got caught in a storm. Ended up crashing here. Buried our dead and trying to survive. So far so good."
"Sorry to hear about your losses. I'm alone here. Certainly glad Jack found me."
"Life is precious. He did good bringing you here. You're among friends as long as you want to stay."
"Where else would I go? I'd die out there alone." Greta follows Elle at a steady pace.
"Here's a vacant room. Keep in mind that the quarters was designed to accommodate a race of aliens called the Ganthorian's. Lizard like in appearance. We can show you images of them in the morning when there's more light."
"Aliens? From like up there?" Her eyes look at the ceiling.
"Appears so. I never truly believed in aliens from outer space before this last week. Since we've been here there's been a lot of strange things happen."
"Did Jack really lose his arm?"
Elle smiles with a hint of sadness, "He did. James and I found a way to attach it again. The Colonel nearly died. Lucky man."
"I reckon God was looking down on Ya'll."
"You as well, or you wouldn't be here with us Greta." She shines the light on a pod bed.
"Funny looking bunk." Greta examines it.
"As I said it was made for the aliens. It's still soft just a tad cramped. They were smaller than us. Not by much but still."
"How do you see in the dark?" Greta quickly looks up at Elle beside her.
"Recall that strange things I said happened? I'm one of those. I can show you as long as you don't panic. I'm definitely friendly."
"Let me see."
Elle removes her glasses carefully and doesn't directly point the flashlight into her eyes, but offers a good enough inspection of her diamond facet like eyes.
"Sweet Jesus!" Greta huffs yet continues to examine the eyes.
"Pretty huh? I miss my big browns though. There's more."
Elle hands Greta her flashlight in order to roll up her hoodies left arm. Exposing her diamond flesh Elle opens and closes her hand flexibly.
Greta is mesmerized and decides to touch the arm. Hesitation makes Elle use her good hand to hold Greta's fingers to the diamond. She could now see both hands in the light.
"I think your Man over did it." Greta sheepishly grins.
Elle nods, "I like you. I'm gonna be singing BeyoncΓ© tonight for sure. Get some sleep. We can talk more in the morning."