Third time this month, Circles in my field... Perfect patterns... Crops bent down flat. Costs me thousands... Damn kids from town, I'm gonna catch 'em. Set up motion sensors, They trigger at 3 AM... Nothing on camera, Just static... Strung barbed wire, Found it cut clean through, No blood...no fabric... Tied up my dog to bark if anyone comes... Won't go near the fields anymore... He just whines and hides... Got one field left untouched, Best crop I've grown in years... Too perfect for them to resist... I'm gonna wait there... Right in the middle. Shotgun loaded... Gonna catch these punks! Midnight passes... One AM... Two AM... Three seventeen... The crops start moving... Not wind... They're folding around me... Spiraling outward... Perfect precision... And I'm standing in the center. Light above me... Helicopters don't come out here.. Must be something else... I look up... The beam hits me, White, blinding... Can't move... Rising... Feet leaving the ground... Then everything goes fuzzy... I wake up in the field... Dawn breaking, Memory's blurred, Can't remember after the light... Wife's in the kitchen... "Where the hell have you been?!" "I was in the field all night...?" "Honey..." She looks at me strange... "You've been gone for three days..." Wake up again at the kitchen table... Pencil in my hand, Papers covered in diagrams... Advanced mathematics... Engineering schematics... I don't remember drawing these...? Took them to my buddy from NASA, He stares for an hour, "This is beyond me..." Then I see his desk, Strange symbols... "How long you been drawing those...?" His eyes go wide... "I...can't stop..." Started seeing them everywhere, Gas station attendant... Sheriff... Teacher... All of them with notebooks. Same symbols, Same dates, Same hollow look... Tractor won't start, Parts are missing, Found them in my workshop. Next to circuit boards... Copper coils... Components I can't name... I've been building something... Keep losing days... Come to in the workshop... The device is finished...I think? Don't remember completing it. But there it is... No clue what this is supposed to be... Three fifteen AM... Walking to the north field... I'm not alone... Dozens of us... All carrying strange devices... We just look at each other... We know what to do. Stand in a circle, Place the devices down... They fit together... Perfectly... They're just components... All of us built one part... I guess we'll find out what it does... Three seventeen... Every watch starts ticking again... The device activates... Humming louder... Ground vibrating... We all look up... Light from above... The device pulses... Energy reaching skyward... Connects to something above... I see something coming out... We built them... a door.
