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him. He could see the light at the end of the tunnel so to speak. It wouldn’t be long until he reached the end of Forest Road and out onto the highway. The deep green bushes and lush foliage surrounded him made it feel like he was lost in a rainforest. Sunlight failed to make it ways through to the road from the intense number of tree branches hanging overhead. The forest was so dense it could’ve blocked out sunlight all day. He had a strange feeling as though he we’re being watched by something deep in the forest. He knew it was his imagination, but it still felt creepy. As the jeep moved silently along it felt as though time had stopped somehow. As though the outside world no longer existed. Like being trapped in limbo. No future, no past, no time. An eerie silence filled the air. Where are all the birds, insects? Nothing seems to be moving out here.

  He had to clear his mind. He had bigger things to focus on.

  A few minutes later the jeep cleared the forest and the bright orange setting sun hit the jeep. He was quickly reminded it was still daylight out. The jeep turned right and headed down the highway. The town seemed to be located right in the middle of nowhere. He knew it would’ve taken a while to drive to another city in either direction. He looked at the train line that ran along side the highway to his left. It will come in handy later on when stopping everyone from leaving town. A large river sailed along side the train tracks. Beyond that, more forest. He was amazed how hard it was to find this town on a map. His men could find any place on earth in seconds with the technology, but this place took a while. It was as though the town didn’t want to be found. If you wanted your peace and quiet this was the right place.

  After a few minutes of driving along the highway they reached a clear patched the General had picked out earlier. This would be the location for Operation Stand Ground. Here he would park the vehicles and get them ready for combat. Massive tents would be set up to work out of when preparing for war.

  The jeeps pulled off the highway one after the other onto the gravel and parked side by side all in rows. To the untrained eye they looked like regular jeeps, but underneath they were different. They were much stronger, faster. Built to fight a different type of war.

  Bright red and black moving trucks labeled “You Move It” had arrived at the location while the General was in town. There was no phone number or website advertisement anywhere on the trucks. Anyone seeing the trucks along the highway would’ve had nothing to go off of if they wanted to rent the trucks themselves. Not a single person would’ve guest the trucks true contents inside.

  Soldiers quickly made their way over to the trucks and opened the back doors and the golden setting sunlight poured in lighting up the contents. There was no furniture in any of them, just pieces to be assembled into a massive gun.

  Solider 22 walked from the first truck towards the General “Sir, we will start to unload the trucks and assemble the main command center tent for you right now. We will have the temporary holding cells constructed very soon. The barracks for the solider will go up later.”

  Solider 28 walked up to the General. “Sir, I will have the men start assembling the supergun right away.”

  The General got out of his jeep and smiled “That’s fine, we have time. Soon the war will get underway”

  Darkness had fallen over the town of Springbrook Gardens. Everything was quiet as families throughout town were either watching TV or finishing up their dinners.

  Timmy finished washing his plate and made his way upstairs into his bedroom that faced the backyard over looking the massive forest that seemed to go on forever in all directions.

  He wanted to rehearse his lines for the variety show more then ever, now that the bet with Warren was on the line. Talk about pressure. Second place wasn’t good enough anymore. Now they truly had to win. He passed by his window and quickly stopped and looked out. For a moment he thought he saw someone moving in the backyard by the fence leading into the forest. Was it his imagination? He only saw it for a brief moment and it was dark out. He looked again, closer. Trying to focus his eyes passed the darkness and onto the trees, the venetian blinds were in the way, but he was sure he saw a figure pull back into the shadows as he passed by his window. He couldn’t see anyone clearly; maybe nothing was there to start with. It looked odd though, he was sure he saw a figure close to the large tree move backwards into the dark shadows when he looked out. His mind must be playing tricks on him. There was no way to tell for sure with it being so dark. His eyes had adjusted to the darkness and he could see no one. If there was someone there, they were gone now. The more he thought about it, the more he was sure he was wrong. There was no one out there.

  He walked over to his desk and turned on his laptop. He brought up the file with the script for the variety show and sat down to work away at it.

  An hour later Timmy leaned back from his desk, he was certain he knew his lines off by heart. They had already rehearsed a million times in the past few weeks. He could see the skit playing out in his mind clear as day backwards and forwards. He was sure everyone in attendance would be laughing away from beginning to end. He kept his bedroom light off, as the light above his desk did a good job at lighting up the laptop in front of him. As he leaned back he closed his eyes to rest for a moment when he quickly sat up straight and looked towards the window. He heard something moving outside. It sounded like a cracking of a stick. The type heard when a nocturnal animal is moving about in the dark, or possibly a human is sneaking around. Normally it would’ve have given him the chills. He would’ve ignored it, writing it off a small animal moving about looking for food in the dark. It wasn’t unheard of to have little critters sneaking out of the forest into his backyard and wander about, but with the mysterious figure he thought he saw an hour ago he knew he had to check it out. What was going on out there? He pushed his chair back and made his way over to the window and peaked out of the middle of the venetian blinds. It was difficult to see anything without the sun.

  His eyes lit up when for a brief moment he saw a figure moving behind the large oak tree in the far back corner of the yard. It was dark out, but this time he was sure of it. He couldn’t see any details, but it looked to be the size of a child. No more then four feet in height. Now he knew his mind had to be tricking him. First an adult in the backyard now a child? He knew he had to get some sleep. The figure appeared to move well back into the forest. Whoever it was, was now gone.

  A million thoughts ran through his mind as to what it was. Maybe it was just kids playing a late night game of hide-go-seek in the forest? Wouldn’t the first time kids where seen playing back there. He played in the forest all the time growing up; maybe the town’s younger kids were doing the same thing. He continued to stare into the dark backyard as silence filled the night. Nothing moved; he didn’t even realize he was holding his breath. Who knows, maybe it wasn’t a person moving around back there to start with, could’ve just been a cat or raccoon breaking a tree branch and in his nervousness he thought he saw a human. He waited a minute longer and saw nothing move, he was about to go back to his desk turn the light off and call it a night when suddenly, in front of his very eyes a massive bright silver, oval shaped object lifted up from behind the countless trees and hovered just above the forest tree line, casting a intense bright white light throughout the backyard and cutting through the venetian blinds into his bedroom. It had to be at least fifty feet across. Fear shot through his body as he stared in disbelief with one hand against the venetian blinds. His eyes were wide and he was speechless. No way the object could’ve be man made. It was completely silent as it hovered just above the trees. What was it and where did it come from? What on earth was he looking at? Without warning a massive bright flash of white light cut through the venetian blinds filling up his bedroom causing him to cover his eyes. He stepped back and tripped over his chair. He quickly got up and looked back out the window and watched the bright object shoot off into the forest. “What was that?” he said out loud. It lasted for only a brief moment, but he knew he saw something that was mor
e then anyone could explain.

  He ran across his room to his desk and quickly grabbed his phone and tried dialing Bobby’s number. He was in such a frantic state he dialed the wrong number four different times. He needed to calm himself down. He took a step back and tried to relax his shaking hands. To many thoughts where running through his mind. He breathed in and slowly dialed the right number.

  Bobby was lying back on the couch in the living room with the light off drifting in and out of sleep as a comic book slipped out of his hands towards the floor. The TV was on in the background. He heard the phone ringing on the coffee table to his left. With his eyes closed he leaned over to his side and picked it up “Hello” he said in a groggy voice.

  Timmy spoke in a panic “Did you just see a bright bizarre object fly above your backyard and then shoot off into the forest a second ago? It probably lit up your room like it did mine” he rambled on as fast as he could.

  “Ah, no, I think I was watching TV or something.” Bobby answered almost falling off to sleep.

  “I’m telling you I saw something really weird. It was a bright light hovering