March 03, 2013

No. 321


 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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