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Close Encounters of the Raiders Kind

By Warren Greeley

Scene: Man with fedora and bull whip stares over the edge of a giant hole down into a black abyss. He thrusts a torch down into the hole revealing the Tomb below. His eyes widen at the sight. Slowly, he rolls over onto his back and turns his head towards his sidekick, a young teen heartthrob.

Man: (Whispers) Aliens. Why does it have to be aliens?

Sidekick: (After silent pause) You go first.

——–

George, Steven. You ruined my childhood tonight.


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