“Hmm,” Rebecca mutters. “It doesn’t look like a rocket.” “Maybe they’re hobo aliens. Why else would they travel in trash can lids?” Before Rebecca can respond, a noise like an orchestra of crickets begins echoing from the object....
“Hmm,” Rebecca mutters. “It doesn’t look like a rocket.” “Maybe they’re hobo aliens. Why else would they travel in trash can lids?” Before Rebecca can respond, a noise like an orchestra of crickets begins echoing from the object....