Chapter 6: Up and out

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I threw my ice pack in the passenger seat of the black car. There were nicer models, but this looked like an 1962 Chevrolet classic. The black complemented it in a way. I sat in the driver's seat. Okay, what'd they use to start the cars?... A little device that I have no idea where to get it. I pull a lever that makes the steering wheel go up, then shimmied down a little. I took the panel off that's underneath the steering wheel. Throwing it in the backseat, I try to figure out how to start this car. There wasn't much wirring; there was a red and green wire that only went to the steering wheel. I poke at the light blue circuit board. A small shock coursed through my finger. "Ow!" I popped my finger into my mouth. "Ow... Oh!" 

I got back up, taking the paneling, and shuffling back down. "Don't know if this is going to work, but I'll try." I say to myself. 

I poke the edge of the paneling at the circuit board. I could feel some of the electricity in my finger tips. The car started up. Oh yeah, bboooyyyy!! Do not know how that started, but I'll take it!!!

I sat back up in my seat, throwing the panel back into the back seat. I put my hands on the sterring wheel, moving the gear shift into drive. I put my sunglasses, and start to drive back to Central Park.

I dive for what seemed like forever. When I made it to Central Park, it looked lke it usually does; green grass, growing trees, light posts. It didn't look like there was an alien ship there just hours before. I park on the curb. I lay my head back on the black leather seat. 

The place on the back of my head, where I basically crashed landed onto Kay's and Jay's car, hurts a little. Not excutriating, but just enough for me to know its there. I close my shut, taking a breath in and lettng it out slowly. "If its gonna take a stake-out, I can't do this."

I open the door of the car, stepping out. I shut the door behind me as I walk to the place to where we'd seen the alien ship. There was nothing. No force fields, no hole, no anything! I sit down in the grass where I was standing in front of Wirt. I take the hair rubber out. After a while, having your hair half up gets annoying. 

I bit my lip as I try to think of anything that will help me know where the aliens are. I rip a handful of grass out of the dirt. The wind was blowing at a slow, blissful pace. I hold out my hand out, the grass blades blowing out of my hand. I watch the blades fly in the air. They hit a tree after a few seconds of being in the air. I look behind me. There were a couple trees spread ten feet apart. Kay's car was parked there when we came the first time. There was something on the tree on the left. I stand up, and trek to the foliage. 

It had an arrow pointing at the gound. I look down at the ground. There wasn't anything unusual about the ground. I look at the ground around the tree. Behind the tree was a small mound. I bend down and start to dig what ever is making the bump. It was an earpiece. 

I look around. No one was really watching me. I put the earpiece up to my ear. Nothing. I hold it in my hand, turning it around in my hand. There was a small blue button at the big end. I press it. 

"Say name of agent you wish to contact." The ear piece says in a female, robotic voice.

"Um... Agent Jay." I tell it. I held it to my ear.

It buzzed four times before saying that the agent I was trying to contact could not be reached at the moment. I huffed. I wiped what dirt I could and put the small device in my ear. 

I went to the front of the tree where I saw the arrow. It looked like it was carved quickly; it wasn't very deep, and it was very rugid. It was like someone did as fast as they could.

Looking around, there wasn't anything out of the ordinary. No holes, no blood, no anything. I was starting to get suspicious. This was strange.

I sat in the car, playing with the ear piece. I was trying think of where Agent Kay and Jay were. New York was  huge, and had millions of people in its limits. They couldn't have up and disappeared. Or could they?

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