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ALIEN INVASION
by Devon Pitlor
Prologue: There was one more question, and it was in a jar.
I. A bad smell
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hen Logan Darlock broke through the chain link fenceand entered the deserted testing grounds, he was onlylooking for his dog Narg, whom Logan assumed hadentered the private enclosed grounds and was runningaround inside. But it was useless to tell that to the twoburly security guards who were holding him now in theback of an unmarked black van. Both guards seemedrough, and one had slapped a plastic hand restraintaround Logan’s wrists. Another had told him to “shutup.” “Just sit there and wait,” the man had said. Inabout fifteen minutes another guard, wearing the samedrab khaki uniform showed up and looked pensively atLogan. All three guards carried guns at their sides, andLogan intuitively knew that he had gone into a forbiddenand most likely dangerous place. The late arrival begansniffing the air around Logan’s head, arms andshoulders. He shook his head at his companions and said
 
“He doesn’t smell too bad. A shower should do it. Hedidn’t go too far in.”The old testing grounds were overgrown with bushesand tangled vines. Everyone in Vistamount knew toavoid the compound because, as rumor had it, it was oncethe site of some very secretive “government” operations,operations which had ceased sometime before nineteenyear old Logan was born, but talk of them still continued.Some of the Vistamount oldtimers called the grounds“Area 52” and said that alien spacecraft had eithercrashed or been taken there. There had never been anyway to confirm that, however. Logan wondered whyguards had come so quickly to pull him out. Were therestill secret doings on the property? For some reason itwas a big deal how he smelled, and, indeed, he noticedthat the whole area was covered with a rather acrid andunpleasant odor that somehow reminded him of the smellthat ants made when he used to burn them as a kid withhis cigarette lighter. He knew he had picked up a little of this unusual smell while sorting through the intertwinedbrush looking for Narg, but Logan had risked whateverdangers because he loved his dog, and Nargunfortunately was very near death. The dog had aninoperable chancre on the side of his head, a growth thatseeped fetid liquid. That too had an unpleasant odor. The
 
vet had said that the cancer was impossible to removebecause it had already penetrated the dog’s skull. Hehad offered to euthanize the animal on the spot at theclinic, but Logan had refused. He had grabbed up Nargand run from the place with tears in his eyes, only torelease his dog on the old dirt road that ran parallel tothe fence enclosing the testing grounds. Narg wasbeginning to act crazy too and had darted away anddisappeared. That was why Logan had broken throughthe fence, but no one was going to believe him.Sitting in the van for a few minutes, Logan noticed theguards talking among themselves in hushed tones. Whatwere they going to do to him, and who were they? Whatagency policed the old testing grounds and why?The guard who had sniffed the odor around Logan’sbody finally returned. He seemed nicer than the othertwo. He looked at Logan for a time and then said. “I’mgoing to let you go. I assume you didn’t see anything inthe grounds, and I believe you that you were only lookingfor your dog. When you get home, burn your teeshirt, jeans and sneakers. Never come here again. And if youdid by chance see something, don’t ever talk about it.This area is patrolled 24/7 and we could charge you with
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Devon_Pitlor

Searcher--Many thanks! Good comments coming from you mean a lot to me. We'll be in touch I hope.

reply11 / 13 / 2009
Searcher420

I see my full message got cut short like Heidi's. So I'll make it quick. ABSOLUTELY A WORK OF GENIUS!!!!!!

reply11 / 13 / 2009
Searcher420

Devon!!! Just stumbled on this. I've been out of touch lately for no particular reason. Blame old age. My mind has just been drifting away from computer things. Need to write you. I know.... I know... Will soon. THIS STORY IS INCREDIBLE!!! Stupendous. I had no idea where it was going. The idea of getting conditioned to friendly monstrosities by using a small one in a jar is nothing s

reply11 / 13 / 2009
Smartblonde27

Devon, I give up here...this isn't working right...the rest is on PWR

reply11 / 10 / 2009
Smartblonde27

Part III The only depressing thing about it is the fact that it took creatures from another world to get the job done right, how pathetic are we that we can342200231t do that ourselves? Greed sucks. No matter, if that342200231s what it takes342200246bring on the spider aliens! So, socialism isn342200231t all that bad if it342200231s handled correctly. I don342200231t really understand why so many people appear to be afraid of that word. Perhap

reply11 / 10 / 2009
Smartblonde27

Devon, Ok...I'll try to add more here but I put the whole thing over on PWR as well. There seems to be a limit here now or something Part II without all of the unnecessary death and destruction that accompanies so many other ET-based tales. I naturally read through this story waiting for the other shoe to drop, as you noted. I was delighted to be treated to such a happy ending from you. The

reply11 / 10 / 2009
Devon_Pitlor

Heidi, Now on my home page, but not here, is a bit more of your message ending in "how pat" I really would like to see the whole thing. Try again. Devon

reply11 / 10 / 2009
Devon_Pitlor

Heidi, Great to hear from you again! I owe you a PM. Glad the story lifted your spirits, but I would like to see the end of the message. Your final words are "without a" and then nothing. You may have to do it in two posts like I did for you once. Devon

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