You’re digging in your backyard when all of sudden you hit something. You can’t tell what it is so you thrust the shovel into the dirt one more time …

      and as the metallic shovel  descends the earth  is a clink and your arms are filled with the warm agony of an electric current, you attempt to scream but your jaw is clenched shut, you are barely able to let out an audible grunt in pain.
       you collapse to the ground, at first your body is still buzzing with the numb tingly-ness from the electricity. you want to move, but your muscles wont let you, they are locked in place. in a few seconds that felt more equivocal to a century, your muscles cease their resistance and slowly return to their normal state
       your still in shock, but will yourself to stand up, what started as setting foundations for your new patio, turned into an evening quite unlike any other you could have expected, reasonably expected at least. As you stand you stare where you now melted shovel hit, or at least should have hit.
        there was a crater now, a blue-ish transparent orb floated, it spun rapidly, was perfectly round, and started to glow, then you heard the whispers

"we are the guardians"
       all your effort spent trying to stand was wasted as you stumble backwards and land on your ass, you mouth ajar, in awe by the transforming orb, growing larger, and more rigid, it turned red then you heard the last words you will ever hear
"we are your saviors"
        the gods always did work in mysterious ways, you should at least feel so lucky that they chose you for their harbinger...you poor, unfortunate, bastard