Rift 1: The Stars That Guide

Mac walked up to the head reasearchers office, the headreasearcher was known as Bill and with a shaky hand placed upon the handle of the door Mac would swing it open gently and walk inside. What he witnessed was a room full of stacked papers,  rubbish covering the floor and a man sat in a seat with a intense glare.

"Sir! Agent Mac Donaldson reporting for duty!"

The man sat in the seat with a suit though he was missing his coat would with a snap of his wrist place down upon his desk a single paper which he then slides across the desk and motions for the agent to read the paper. Mac would slowly walk up to the desk and grasps the paper with one hand, as his eyes dart to the words. From left to right he scans evrey line with great focus and eventually lifts his head to look at the head reasearcher.

"So.....you want me to check this out?"

Bill would stare at Mac before nodding and says something before Mac leaves.

"Do not mess this up agent. I'm giving you an opportunity to show your worth. Your record thus far has not been....adequate, so hopefully you'll be able to show good results this time."

Mac was silent and with that.....pep talk...out the way he would leave the utterly messy room and heads to the appropriate area to get ready. He rid himself of his current clothing and was given a new set of clothing and was told to wear that. In terms of appearance it can be described as casual civilian clothing in order to not look out of the ordinary and off he went in one of the many cars owned by the organisation towards the destination he was instructed to head too.

He stopped and parked the car on the left side of the road near a pub. His current location was in Portsmouth which is world renowned as the home of the Royal Navy and a tourist visitor destination. Portsmouth is also home to high profile UK and multinational companies such as BAE Systems, EADS Astrium, IBM and the Pall Corporation. The city is well represented in the knowledge based and advanced engineering sectors.

Mac watched from within his car all the hassle and bustle. People chatting, walking and enjoying life, as well as the occasional argument and/or fight. The sun was going down and the light was Fading away. Lampposts were left to light up the area, as much as possible. Mac sighed and stepped out his car then walked to the city centre of Portsmouth, as his instructions from the paper he read earlier had instructed and once there he would stare up.

There scattered across the sky were dots of light. Dozens of them. Silent. Peaceful. Beyond reach and scope. Ethereal in form, yet to his naked eye they looked tiny. Insignificant. So far away that they had no impact. He stared and stared. He watched as they and turned. They in unison formed a beam that cut across the sky like a fairy in the night. Mac felt a urge from deep within to walk, to follow, to seek. 

A voice so very faint called to him. He turned and across the building where shiny orbs of light which he followed like clues for a treasure map. Past the people, across the streets, ignore the cars and walk onwards without faltering. Step by step. Meter by meter. Mac passed the trees, charged through the bushes and continued walking, as if hypnotised and having no will.

Suddenly he stepped on a large rock and tumbled down like a tree that had been cut. His head clashing against the dirt. A few moments later and he awoke. Eyes darting. Heart pumping. With heavy breathe he looked upwards. A black sky was all that awiated. He got up and stood upon his feet. Around himself he saw forestry. He questioned how he got here and why he cane? Then he noticed something. A few meters ahead he could see what looked like a wide hole. He approached the hole and within saw numerous decaying bodies. A pile so wretched that it made him puke. 

He remembered that his task was to go to Portsmouth and investigate the disappearances of multiple people. Well. It seems no investigation is needed. He went back to headquarters and informed the relevant people about what had happened. He got answers back a few days later. It seems a rift had opened within the forest and some being used its influence to manipulate peoples wills and oerveotion through making an illusion of stars being in the sky and it tricked people to walk into the forest and fall into a pit which was filled with spikes. 

The reason Mac was not a victim of the illusion was because he coincidentally fell and was knocked out cold, so his connection to the illusion was cut likely immediately and he had control of himself once again.

In the end the rift was safely closed by the organisation using their technology, however the entity was not found unfourtunatly. This case was documented and came to be known as "The Stars that guide."