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Private Property- No Trespassing

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'Damn.... Where are we?'

'I thought you were looking at your map?'

'I was...But I can't work out where we are'.

'I was supposed to be home hours ago Jake, my parents will be worried'

'Michelle, calm down...now let me see'.....

Jake and Michelle had decided to take the long way around after their date at the usual diner 'Kate's Burger Joint' where Jake had the king size burger with cheese and Michelle had the same thing as always nuggets with chips. They had only been dating for about six months, when Jake recommended he take Michelle through the woods to drop her home.

'Look it says Private Property up there. We are going to get in trouble Jake'.

'Don't be such a baby Michelle, lets go and have a look further down and see what there is'.

'But Jake, the sign, what if we get told off?'

'Michelle' he said as he grabbed her hand, they lumbered their way through the tall grass and passed the orange sign. The sign's wood was dirty and worn out. There was large pine trees obscuring the view ahead, they walked slowly towards them through to the wood beyond.

'What the hell is that?' Jake blurted out.

It was a spherical object, large in size around ten metres in width with the pine trees all around it, it was smooth silver, silky and shiny and resting on the ground.

'Isn't that.... a....UFO?' stammered Michelle.

'WOW.... Its amazing its so huge and look you can't even tell its here, it's hidden in the forest.'

'Jake we should get the blazes out of here, there could be military or something around here'.

'Calm down there isn't no one here, there's just that stupid sign, this thing is amazing I gotta take a picture of it,' he grabbed his mobile phone outta his pocket and took a photo of it with his camera. But then disappeared.

'Jake Jake' screamed Michelle where are you? Jake' she screamed. But there was no one to hear her, or
to see her disappear.

The shiny object then started to shimmer and gleam and then like a chameleon changed so there was nothing there at all just pine trees and grass and only animal traps left on the grass. Inside the two traps was a shoe, and the other trap has a mobile phone with the screen smashed gripped tightly. Other traps had a belt and cuddly toy, there were other empty traps like predator awaiting their next catch.

There was no sign of the UFO or Jake or Michelle, the sign outside remained there as a warning for others not to trespass this private property.

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