Contact the author for further information. But it looks like it came from the other side of the sun. Lights flicker as though the building were shaking under its weight. I don't see anything. Clean the lens, Godfrey.
Someone's at the door.
Godfrey shrugs and crosses to the door at the top of the stairs, stage right. He opens it and, suddenly frightened, backs down the steps. Yes, it is. He's a wizard. I am a driver for Intergallactic Travel Unlimited.