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help steer. “Hold it steady. I’m getting motion sick.”
    Parker sneered. “I think I’m doing a pretty good job, without one driving lesson.”
    “What did your parents come into town for?” Aaron asked.
    Parker shrugged. “I dunno. They wouldn’t tell me, but Mom seemed pretty upset. I heard them whispering about my aunt but couldn’t make out what was being said.”
    “Hey!” yelled Aaron. “Watch out!”
    Parker slammed on the brakes and braced himself as the truck went into a tailspin. The truck came to a halt mere inches from a huge fallen tree that was barely visible beneath the fallen snow. It blocked the entire road.
    “Now what?” Parker said, putting the truck in park.
    The truck shook.
    Aaron looked around. “What was that?”
    Again, the truck shook.
    “Oh, no. It’s that big eraser alien thing,” Parker screamed as he slammed the gearshift into drive. He drove alongside the tree, off the road, and down into a ditch. “Hold on. It’s gonna be a bumpy ride.”
    Aaron scanned the trees, looking for a sign of Nakal or the creature. “I don’t see anything.”
    “Well, it feels like they’re coming, and I ain’t waiting for them,” Parker said as he continued the off-road romp through the snow.
    The truck aggressively trudged through the snow, and finally they were able to make it back onto the main road, but Parker didn’t stop until the city square came into view. He went directly to the police station and slid the truck into two parking spots, narrowly missing one of the parked patrol cars.
    As they made their way out of the truck, Aaron took a look around the downtown area of Bixie. It seemed to be business as usual—people walking around visiting various shops and restaurants—but he noticed no one was talking on cell phones.
    “I don’t think anyone’s seen what we saw,” Aaron said as they neared the police station.
    “And it doesn’t seem to have snowed as much in town as it did on our side of town.” Parker said.
    In that moment, it was as if Parker’s words awakened Mother Nature and ticked her off. A blast of wintry mix came rushing toward them from behind the buildings, as a thick white wall of snow enveloped them and caused them to retreat. They stooped behind the truck, using it as a shield against her wrath.
    Aaron grabbed Parker by the sleeve and pulled him in the direction of the entry to the police station. With an outreached arm he felt for the door handle.
    “Help me get it open,” Aaron yelled to Parker.
    They each grabbed hold of the door and pulled it back against the strong winds, managing to pry it open just far enough to slide though. The door quickly shut behind them causing them to fall headfirst into the police station lobby.
    “Now that’s what I call a grand entrance.” An older woman greeted them at the counter. Her hair was a shade off from being jet-black, and her gray roots had grown out a couple of inches. She wore it pulled back from her face with a turquoise beaded headband.
    “How can I help you boys today?” she asked.
    “We need a cop,” Parker screeched. “We’re being chased by an alien and a giant eraser!”
    Aaron dropped his head as the lady just stared at them.
    “S’cuse me, honey,” she said, then pursed her lips together to suppress a grin.
    “We need help!” Parker screamed. “We’re under attack!”
    Aaron felt the blood rush to his cheeks as the stares of the office workers fell on them. “Um,” Aaron stuttered. “We, uh, saw something strange near old Washington Bridge.”
    The woman gave them a side-eyed glare and waved her hand to get the attention of one of the detectives in the rear, who seemed to snarl at the interruption.
    The detective reluctantly walked over to the counter, taking his coffee mug with him.
    “Yeah?” he said and took a sip of his coffee, making an obnoxious slurping sound. His eyes narrowed at them.
    Aaron opened his mouth to speak then closed it.
    Parker huffed as he elbowed