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Mulder looked up into the sky and there were none of the emotions in his eyes that Scully had expected. She would have thought he’d be triumphant, overwhelmed, full of victorious feelings that his theories were finally proven true, proclaiming to the world he had been right all along. Maybe she had even expected him to be afraid, terrified by the sheer substance of this proof. But all Mulder displayed were an eerie inner calm reflected in his eyes and a passiveness that frightened her more than anything else.
Her own emotions were a mixture of fear and fascination, both warring inside her to get the upper hand, but none of them winning. She had always been a sceptic. Not any longer. Not any more.
„I knew it, Scully," Mulder whispered, his voice calm and too level for her own liking. But yes, he had always known it, she thought. Always.

And above them hung the monsterous shape, fifteen miles in diameter; mysterious, powerful—and alien.

Today was the second of July......