What's interfering with Karalynn's experiment? A ghost, an alien - or something else?
|Karalynn grunted as she tried to turn the engine to the pickup truck that Dane insisted she drive to the site. Great, it was dead. Why did he want her to drive this jalopy to a site in the middle of nowhere? Her shoes scratched against the hard packed dirt road as she jumped out of the truck.
"You’ve arrived,” a male voice said from the speaker on her phone.
Karalynn jolted at the sound breaking the silence of the winter night. She pulled her phone from her jacket pocket.
“Dane? How did you get through? I only have one bar of service.”
“Soon you won’t have any.”
“How am I supposed to find proof of ‘otherworldy interference’ you claim is impacting the experiment?”
“I’m ten miles from the location you gave me!”
“It moved. You’re where you need to be.”
“What am I looking for? A ghost? An alien? Or something else?”
“That’s a decision you’ll have to make for yourself.”
The phone filled with static.
“No!” stared at the small icon at the top of the screen that switched from one bar to “No Service.”
Karalynn shoved the phone in her coat pocket, digging her hands deep in the pockets and stamping her feet to warm up.
Thunder rumbled, illuminating the sky in purple light. Karalynn looked up, puzzled. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. She lowered her gaze to a light approaching in the distance. The light resolved to the shape of a man approaching her. Karalynn froze.
“What are you?”
The light being stopped five feet from her. “Your colleague is right. You have to make that decision for yourself. What do you say I am?”
Karalynn willed herself to breathe in this otherworldly presence. “Something else.”
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