It was in the back
row, halfway through ECON 340, where Aaron Andrew Alison made his discovery.
While the professor droned on about some European financial
crisis, Aaron was been busy drawing aimlessly in his notebook. He had just
finished a detailed study of a UFO when the inked craft began to move across
the paper on its own accord.
Aaron, seeing the motion immediately, first suspected that
he might have accidentally chosen the desk with the wobbly leg. When the table
proved solid, he turned his attention back to the paper.
The ship was now floating just above the surface of the page
and, in seconds, had risen to the level of Aaron’s nose. He tried to swat it back down.
The professor saw Aaron’s erratic gestures from the front of
the room. “Is there a problem, Mr. Alison?”
Aaron kept his eye on the renegade doodle. “No, sir. I just
had a sneeze die on me, that’s all.”
The answer seemed sufficient to deflect the unwanted
attention. Meanwhile, Aaron had noticed something else about the strange vessel.
He’d added small windows to the picture, and now, through one of them, he
thought he could make out the pilot.
It seemed that the creature noticed Aaron, as well. A tiny
hand appeared in the porthole and waved casually at its creator.
The UFO dove back toward the paper on the desk, re-entering
the pages like a submarine sinking beneath the surface of the water. Aaron
flipped rapidly through his notebook, trying to locate the missing saucer.
He couldn’t find it and, more alarmingly, he could see that
all of his other drawings were coming to life, as well.
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