WTTQ Special Report: “The Departure from Yellowstone”

 Filed by Trenton Glass, Live from the Hot Spring Mist
"They( the aliens) didn’t come with ships. They came with silence. And they’re leaving with echoes."

A silent escape

Dateline: Yellowstone National Park, Early Morning Mist
The final craft, if it can be called that, lifted just before dawn. No one heard it go. No sonic boom. No grand finale. Just steam shifting, bison glancing skyward, and a stillness that settled into the park like a blanket after too much conversation.

Locals say the aliens began arriving around the last equinox. They weren’t aggressive, if anything, they were... curious. Observers. Quiet wanderers through obsidian cliffs and geothermal vents, muttering to geysers and drawing circles in the volcanic soil. They never stayed in one place long.

What is this in the sky?

Why Yellowstone?

Dr. Parallax once theorized they were seeking Earth's oldest memories.
“Yellowstone breathes,” he said, “and they listened to its dreams.”
Erma of the Retreat’s shroom garden claimed she saw them melt into elk herds.
Anjelikka once painted their departure: nothing but footprints filled with starlight.

Left Behind:

A smooth black stone with tiny pulses
Three burned-out cameras from tourists whose photos turned into static
A message etched into bark:
"You’re almost ready. The stew needs time."

Trenton Glass’s Notebook, final entry:

I watched one of them vanish into a thermal vent. It looked back at me. Not hostile. Just... tired. Like someone who stayed at the party too long. Yellowstone gave them what they needed. Maybe we did too. Whatever it was, they left it with us. In the trees. In the steam. In our bones.

 Now playing: “Space Oddity (Basement Edit)” fading into the Yellowstone wind.

Even Resident Alien (based on the Dark Horse Comic book and TV series) knew something was up at Yellowstone. Do your research with care. We are safe in area 52, well, for now.