Today's #flashfiction It Was A Bright And Stormy Day

“These are not the droids you're looking for.”

Steve Jobs* #quote

Today Jessica will be coming over. Also she may or may not be helping me with peace talks with the Moon People. Anyway onto the flash fiction!

It Was A Bright And Stormy Day

        It was a bright and stormy day. The Sun shone brighter than it ever seemed to have before. Roasting even. Clouds drifted through the sky that should have blocked the Sun but instead of being normal white clouds, they lacked normal coloring and just distorted the sky with a strange transparency that magnified sunlight. Lightning came from this storm and as it traveled across the nation people couldn't quite understand what phenomenon comprised it. After it left several states in a massive swelter heat and nearly roasted several forests scientists managed to get enough data from various devices to get some idea of what made the clouds.

        Glass mixed with some other strange compounds created the clouds so that it would be lighter than air and have the other properties of a cloud. Immediately people theorized what created such a thing. Conspiracies arose instantly. The government, who was blamed in some of the theories, treated it as an attack from someone. More and more of the glass clouds started appearing and roasting the world and their presence interfered with normal weather patterns. The United States started as the first location of the clouds but they began popping up throughout the Americas then seemingly randomly throughout the world.

        Once the confusion passed people went from panic to distress and depression. Natural disasters pop up on the news somewhere and go away. The glass clouds damage places and you always knew that one would drift over you. The governments worked on trying to do something about it, but they all argued on which solution was the best. Usually whichever solution they argued for benefited them the most politically.

          After months of his own research into purchases of various chemicals and glass, an old detective and his chemist son found a paper trail leading to someone who purchased the necessary materials for the glass clouds in obscure ways. With the panic and devastation caused by the glass clouds there was enough to get a warrant on his house.

           The old detective found a broken man who hated the world for a long list of sins against him over a life even longer than the detective.

           “Officer Sterling, I'm not going to help you stop the clouds.”

            Sterling had many years experience with criminals. He knew this man wouldn't be kind enough to just give him a solution to the problem. and replied, “Well, you look pale, you haven't been outside much have you? We police can't let you get ill by confining you. I heard it's a bright and stormy day. I'll keep you outside with the lovely weather and maybe you'll change your mind.”