It was a dizzy feeling, reeling through the air with it rushing across his bare skin, pulling at the little hairs on his chest, arms and legs. He was eye-level with the sea gulls and pigeons, sharing their element, scaring them off the ledges of the tower and sending them squawking away. He flew several times around the tower, seeing shocked faces pressed up against tinted windows, before he turned on a wing and soared off across town…

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If space aliens wanted to get rid of the Human Race so they could have this planet for their own, would they attack outright with super weapons that would destroy the planet? No. Think about it. If you had a mouse infestation in your house, would you go after them with shotguns? Or would you put out a poison that tastes irresistibly good to the mice, who can’t stop eating it?

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This couldn’t be a demon. This couldn’t be anything supernatural. It was just an animal. Just another animal…

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Doug turned and dropped, raising his rifle. He could see it — it was light brown, looking like a bundle of thick branches moving quickly toward him, with two shiny black blades that rose on thick, strong arms, ready to strike.

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The officer stared at them, dumbstruck. Albert threw his beer bottle at the man, yelling, “You big dumb jerk! Come and do your job!” With that Albert tromped down on the throttle and sent the Viper rocketing away, leaving twin tails of dirt and gravel.

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A note in the box simply read: May your timing be perfect.

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Laura was an IBM but a newer, more modular design — her parts were incompatible. The other girls were all Mitsubishi, Panasonic, or Intel. Completely different inside and out.

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Edwin sunk slowly into his seat, staring at the screen in horror. The words glowing in front of him didn’t make any sense, nor did the booming, overloud announcements: “Water butter mouth Popcorn! Time wait now no snakes, fun go to movies! Candy! Candy! Candy!”

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His friend Randy had a gun collection, and Brad often thought about borrowing one of his hunting rifles — the kind with the big fat ’scope — and just pick Dale off as he walked by a window. Or — better yet — out at the golf course while Dale was giving lessons.

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Clem sat there a long while, listening to the bird squawking and screeching, hoping Holly would show up. One last word. Maybe one last kiss. He was leaving, he’d been accepted. He was going to the Moon, the big step, and from there the future was wide open.

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