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Perris wouldn't harm him would he?"

  The sergeant scratched his head. He remembered reading about something like this in his daily paper, and looked down at the table, where he noticed Perris's card. Picking it up, he started reading the information on the front.

  I see he left this with you!"

  Reggie’s mother was still sobbing, as her tearful sister came out of the kitchen to console her. All this emotional turmoil was getting too much for him, so he left them with the policewoman, and headed off towards his patrol car.

  After searching the town for Perris, he arrived back at the house about an hour later.

  "Quick get your coat.”

  Reggie’s mother shot out of her seat.

  “I think I'm on to something!"

  She did not need asking twice, and within a few seconds they were heading off towards the village hall. The rain had finally stopped, as the patrol car splashed its way through the puddles, which were still lying on the ground. The sergeant roared into the car park, dashing out almost before the engine had stopped. He burst through the door only to be met by the caretaker. He looked a bit startled, not expecting to see the police sergeant.

  "Have you seen Perris?"

  The man nodded his head.

  “Yes, a couple of hours ago!"

  He then started to laugh.

  "The silly fool's gone up on the moor looking for space ships, and in this weather too!"

  Before Reggie’s mother had been able to unfasten her seat belt the sergeant was back inside the car.

  "We'll have to head off up the lane to the moor, and I'll call for backup on the way!"

  The car screeched out of the car park, and headed up the hill towards the picnic area. There was a large car park at the top, which led off towards a public footpath. It only took them a few minutes to get there, and when they arrived he parked next to Perris's car, which was the only other vehicle there. He nudged Reggie’s mother who jumped out quickly.

  The path was slippery, as they squelched through the mud, struggling to keep their balance. The sergeant was very frustrated, as there was no backup available. He was cursing under his breath, angry that he could not trace Heather. This was just the situation where he could have used her help, but instead she was nowhere to be seen. She had greatly disappointed him, particularly as she had not turned up for duty the other day. He had high hopes for her, and was feeling bitter at the way that she had let him down.

  "There, do you see that light up ahead?"

  He was pointing to a torch, which was waving about in the dampness.

  "Yes - do you think it’s him?"

  The sergeant nodded, as they trudged along.

  Luckily there were several trees scattered about and they managed to hide behind one of them. They could see Perris sitting on a fisherman's stool, looking through a pair of binoculars. He had a variety of cameras with him, which appeared to be trained at the sky.

  They stood behind the tree peering out.

  "What's he doing?"

  Reggie’s mother was looking around for her son, who did not appear to be there.

  "Beats me, the crazy fool!"

  The sergeant spoke his thought out loud, as he tried to work out what to do next.

  It must have been a good ten minutes later, when a light appeared in the sky. Perris jumped to attention switching on his various pieces of equipment as the light grew nearer, eventually coming to a rest just above his head.

  The sergeant took a pair of sunglasses out of his tunic pocket, which he used to filter out the winter’s sunshine, which was quite dazzling whenever it hung low in the sky. He was sure he could see some sort of a craft, which he suspected was a helicopter, bringing another set of thoughts into his mind. He watched intently as the light descended, landing on the grass a few hundred metres away. Standing there open mouthed, he watched the light dissipate, revealing a small space ship.

  Perris froze, unable to move a muscle as a hatch in the side opened and three figures emerged from the swirls of mist, which had been swept up from the damp grass. It seemed to take forever for them to walk slowly towards him. Reggie’s mother could just make out what she thought was a man, woman and a child, and she had the shock of her life when she suddenly recognised Bob, and Reggie.

  She quickly rushed forwards to greet them, followed by a rather numb-struck sergeant, who could not believe his eyes. He thought that Perris might have been involved in something, but nothing quite like this. He stood with his mouth open, as there between them stood Heather, wearing nothing but the skimpiest black underwear. Bob and Reggie were in their underclothes too, after discarding their space suits. When Perris finally managed to move, the space ship had already started to lift off, and he ran forwards, as it hovered above him. Then it suddenly turned, and with breathtaking speed, shot off silently in a brilliant flash of light.

  Reggie’s mother hugged him excitedly, whilst the sergeant took off his tunic, wrapping it round his special constable, coughing loudly to hide his embarrassment. All three seemed disorientated, as they made their way back to the car park.

  Nothing much was said on the way home. Reggie’s mother just held onto him tightly, whilst his uncle Bob sat next to her on the back seat. Heather sat in the front next to her sergeant, who was wondering just what he was going to put in his report!

  Perris on the other hand, was still bewildered, stumbling about on the moor as he tried to pack away his equipment. He was not alone; as there was a man from the Ministry lurking behind a tree, ready to apprehend him!

  Monday morning came around far too quickly, and Reggie found himself back at school again. The first lesson was English, which was not so bad - better than double maths anyway!

  The teacher came in, carrying a pile of exercise books. Reggie yawned, not having got much sleep after his little adventure. He was hoping that his mother would have let him have the day off school, but she thought it best that he return back to normality as soon as possible.

  The teacher gained everyone's attention, requesting quiet in the mêlée of a Monday morning.

  "Right, now class, what I want you to do this morning is to write an essay on what you did over the weekend, whilst I get on with some marking!"

  Reggie put his head in his hands.

  "Where do I start…"

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