[ IP ] Mysterious footage from the middle of the jungle

“ What do you mean a pyramid? ” asked Louise testily. 
 
 “ I mean there is a great big fucking pyramid in the middle of the forest. ” Andrew replied, still somewhat shocked. The choppers cameras were playing up but the image was real, Andrew was staring at it. He had flown over this area at least thirty times and had never seen it before. 
 
 “ Holy shit, is it, it looks black, is that the image or … ” Louise started to say as the image finally appeared on the monitor in front of her. 
 
 “ It looks like glass, maybe obsidian? ” he replied. He flew closer and after he dropped down level with the structure he noticed that while it looked reflective there was none, below him the canopy was not reflected and neither was the chopper. “ It doesn ’ t seem to be reflecting anything. ” he said, as much to himself as anyone else. 
 
 “ But you said it looked like glass, is it transparent? ” Louise asked. 
 
 “ No, it looks solid, it looks like it should be reflective but it just … isn ’ t. ” Andrew replied. He started to circle the structure and noticed as he did that each side was identical, it had the same light pattern across the surface that created the illusion that it was reflective. 
 
 “ This thing is … weird, it ’ s seriously trippy. ” he said, unable to find a better description. 
 
 “ Look, I ’ m not getting any more images, maybe you should come back we can check the cameras and … ” Louise started before. 
 
 “ Shit … there ’ s, some interference on my nav systems, it … be … can ’ t … hear me … going … s … elp. ” Andrew ’ s voice was gone, the signal dead, static rang out through the control room. Louise turned to see everyone staring at her, they seemed nervous, Louise hoped she didn ’ t. 
 
 “ Excuse me for a minute will you. ” she said to the room as she walked to the exit and pulled out her phone. 
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 Andrew came to staring at the ground; the sharp pain in his side was the first indication of what had happened. He tried to look around but his head was being blocked by something. All he could see was the chopper wreckage lying about forty feet to his left. The craft didn ’ t seem to be that badly damaged, although he could see that it was missing a rotor blade. He cursed himself realising that he would have to walk back to base, if he could get out of the tree he was currently impaled on. He felt the wound and guessed that it couldn ’ t be that deep; there wasn ’ t that much blood loss. He tipped his head forward and then quickly threw it back, relieved that his head struck the cushioned headrest of the dropseat. 
 
 He moved his along the branch and after a few moments stopped, it was too thick to snap. He reached into his pocket, hoping Louise hadn ’ t taken it out this time. He smiled as he pulled out the small Swiss-army knife. He opened the small saw blade and began to cut the branch, leaving about six inches between his side and the cut point. As he slowly worked the blade he could feel the dull vibration inside of his body. Once the branch had been cut away Andrew slid his hand to the harness release on his chest. 
 
 Looking down he guessed that he was about four metres from the ground. He took a deep breath and, with one hand on his side he clicked the release and closed his eyes against the sudden rush of air hit his face. As he hit the ground Andrew felt a sudden shock of pain, he had landed badly, and he hoped that the pain in his leg was just a sprain. He took a deep breath as he tried to stand, the pain washing through his body as did. The branch in his side was sending lightning bolts of pain through his side and his leg was throbbing steadily to match his heartbeat. He slowly walked towards the chopper and once there he tried to power it up but without the dropseat it was useless. He sat on the ground; his back pressed against the cool metal and closed his eyes. 
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 “ Sir we just lost contact. ” Louise said into her phone. 
 
 “ What happened? ” asked a man ’ s voice on the other end. 
 
 “ Who is this, where is General McAllister? ” Louise asked puzzled. 
 
 “ He is … away from his desk at present, I ’ m General Taylor, Miss Brooker, what exactly happened? ” said the man, his voice was deep and he sounded older to Louise. 
 
 “ Captain Rooker sir, we lost contact with him, he was on a routine observation pass when he discovered a … structure, a pyramid sir, one that wasn ’ t there before and he, well after he flew closer for a look we started to get some interference on his comms and then they went dead. ” Louise answered quickly. 
 
 “ I see, well what do want from us? ” asked Taylor. 
 
 “ I need you to run a satellite sweep of the area, we need to find out where Rooker is, I can give you his last coordin … ” Louise started. 
 
 “ Miss Brooker, we know the coordinates, we have been tracking the Sigma ’ s progress, unfortunately we seem to be unable to see him. ” interjected Taylor. 
 
 “ What the hell do you mean? ” Louise shouted. 
 
 “ Our satellites in that region are registering the area as a black spot; there is some sort of interference. ” replied Taylor. 
 
 “ So what now, do we send in a rescue unit? ” Louise asked. 
 
 “ We could but unfortunately we seem to be having other problems? ” said Taylor. 
 
 “ Like? ” asked Louise impatiently. 
 
 “ Haven ’ t you seen? Those pyramids are everywhere; we count at least one hundred and six, in various places around the planet. ” Taylor answered. Louise stepped into the room and realised that the others were staring at the live news feed the was showing footage of the other pyramids that had appeared in London, Paris, Berlin, Moscow, Bangladesh and many other places. She dropped the phone and stared at the screen, transfixed. She walked to the centre console. 
 
 “ Please don ’ t do anything stupid Andy. ” she said staring at the blurry image on the monitor. 

