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conversation, the lights went out in the diner.  The whole diner became silent except for a kid who was frightened by the darkness.  A huge fireball flew past the diner.  A minute later the lights came back on.  Some of the diners were looking out the window trying to figure out what they just witnessed.
    “Was that a missile?”  Tara asked.
    “It looked more like a large meteor,” Alice answered.
    Tara spotted a police car parked in front of the diner.
    “Alice, the cops.”
    Alice glanced around the diner looking for someone who was sitting alone.  In the back of the diner sat a tall man with a thick beard wearing a blue flannel shirt.  He had thick glasses and looked like someone who they could easily manipulate.  She motioned to Tara to follow her and they walked over to his table.
    “Excuse me, mister.  Can we join you?”  Alice asked seductively.
    The man turned his attention away from the window and acknowledged her.
    “My name is Alice and this is my friend, Tara.” 
    They sat down on the other side of the table.
    “My name’s Dean.  Did you get a good look at the thing that passed by?”
    “Barely.  I think it was a meteor,” Alice said.
    “Meteors fall from the sky.  That thing flew by in a straight path,” Dean explained.  “I had this strange feeling something was off about this town when I arrived here.”
    “Are you a clairvoyant?”  Tara asked.
    “No, I just can sense when things seem out of the ordinary.”
    “Sounds like a clairvoyant.”
    “What brings you to this town?”  Alice asked.
    “One of my ancestors is buried here.  I was looking for his tombstone earlier.”
    “That’s morbid.  Why would you be interested in that?”  Alice questioned.
    “I’m into genealogy.  I’m writing a book on my family’s lineage.  I’ve been photographing all of their tombstones for the book.”
    “That’s fascinating,” Tara said, trying to sound interested.  She found it was helpful to tune out people when they were talking about their personal lives. The less she knew about a john, the easier it was for her to sleep with him without getting emotionally attached.
    “It is.  I’ve gotten to do a lot of traveling as of late.  I’ve been to places I never knew existed.  I’ve met a lot of interesting people.  I can tell from your accents that you are from Russia.”
    “We are,” Tara said.
    “We were.  We’re here on a visa.  We were traveling east when we got lost and ended up here in nowhere land,” Alice added.
    Their attention was drawn to the commotion happening behind them.  Somebody was asking everybody if they were getting a signal on their phones.  Everybody in the diner was having the same problem.
    “Our cable is out, as well,” the waitress said checking every station.
    The power went out again.
    “I think the fireball passing by and the loss of power and cell service is related,” Dean suggested.   He could see two police officers, holding their flashlights, walking away from the diner.  “I think they’ve spotted something.”
     
    Officer Hal Grayson parked the squad car in front of the diner.  He looked over at his partner, Damian Drake, who was trying to figure out why the computer in the squad car stopped working.
    “What do you expect?  The town can barely afford our salaries let alone provide us with reliable equipment,” Hal said.
    “Dixie, this is Drake.  Is your computer working at the station?”
    He waited a couple of minutes and looked over at Hal.
    “Let me guess, the radio is not working either.”
    All the hairs on his and Damian’s head stood straight up, reminding him of the time he was at the town’s science fair and put his hand on a static electric ball.  A few seconds later the squad car was filled with a bright yellow light as a large fireball flew past heading toward the forest to the north and crashed.
    “What the hell was that?”  Damian asked.
    “I don’t know, but it crashed by old man