“Good morning. You are present today to discuss a classified mission. You’ve heard rumors of a ‘black knight satellite’. These aren’t rumors.”
“This object appears to be Voyager 1 – Voyager 1 from some point in the future.”
“No. I wouldn’t say that.”
The dinosauriods launched a series of specialized satellites with the intention of destroying the approaching impactor.
Unfortunately, their plans failed. Eons after their civilization collapsed, these complex space weapons tumbled into the atmosphere.
“We’ve discovered similar satellites orbiting Mars, Europa, and Enceladus.”
“All ‘black knights’, so to speak?”
“Yes. We’ve found wreckage on Titan that is reminiscent of such a satellite.”
“What’s odd is that just last year Titan was part of that first list.”
The pestilence spread through rain, although the dynamics of this airborne contagion baffled speechless authorities.
The remarkable fatality rate spoke volumes.
The distressed and displaced flooded in Las Vegas, Phoenix, and San Diego, desperate to avoid the thunder.
The painters worked inside and out on the isolated farmhouse, covering the walls and ceilings with layer upon layer of viscous red paint.
How the owner acquired such paint was never asked.
The owner appeared only to deliver supplies and was unusually affable.
Confronted in the Alps with Hannibal and his war elephants, the Romans unveiled their secret weapon: time travel.
“What do you have for me?” Scipio asked the mathematics.
“The Carthaginians bring their tamed, timid beasts, but we present to you a ‘War Tyrannosaurus’!“