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"Jess, I have a job for you." Whispered Jess' Uncle into the phone.
"What? I can't hear you," Jess felt for the volume button on her phone and clicked it twice, "why are you whispering over the phone?"
"Don't worry about it... just listen Jess!" Cartwright's tone was urgent and slightly crazed. "I have a job for you!"
"But I'm already watching Sora. If I go anywhere, I'll most likely lose her." Jess hated to take orders from her uncle, because he always made her do the work.
"Listen Jess, it's important." He paused. "Every time there have been alien sightings, they have been seen in multiples."
"Uh huh?" Jess knew where this was headed. She began pacing back and forth in front of her living room window.
"I really doubt that Sora came here all by her lonesome." Cartwright cleared his throat and dropped his voice. "If we are going to prove that we have made contact with extraterrestrial beings, then we need more than one of them for proof."
"You want me to go and see if there are any others lingering in Carlsbad, right?"
"Yes! I love how you seem to be able to read my mind! Good girl! Now, where did you say that you found Sora?" Cartwright asked in his southern drawl.
Jess slumped down on the couch by the front window. She sighed and said, "I found her at the Carlsbad Caverns. She seemed to be on a tour there.... but to tell you the truth, she seemed like she had been sleeping in the caverns. She had a bed roll and a backpack....."
"Good!" Cartwright seemed to forget that he was trying to speak quietly. "Now get down to Carlsbad and look for someone that looks like Sora. I don't care if it takes you weeks, or even months! There has to be another one!"
"Fine!" Jess said, "but I'm sending you all of my receipts so you can reimburse me...gas included!" And she hung up the phone.
Jess looked across the common area of her apartment complex one more time toward Justin's front door. She sighed, then pulled herself off of the couch to get ready to head south to Carlsbad.
Witold walked along a black path wondering where he was, and how he was going to find Sora. So far, his experience had not been very positive. The humans were an odd sort of species. He shook his head as he remembered what had happened in the cave.
Witold came out of the black tunnel and found himself in a large cave. There was a walkway with railings going around the big room of the cave. He was leaning next to one of the stalagmites when a human came rushing toward him looking extremely upset.
The human started yelling at Witold about how he would stunt the growth of the stalagmite by touching it with his bare skin. Witold was so fascinated with the appearance of the human that he tuned the lecture out.
This human had on a pair of tan colored pants... only the pants were short, leaving the bottom half of his legs bare. He had a matching shirt, and a hat made of the same material. On the bottom half of the human's legs was so much hair! Witold nearly laughed at how odd it looked. The human's skin was dull in comparison to what he was used to with the Kiswan, and as other humans gathered to watch the show, Witold noticed how many different colors of skin there was... and how short most of the humans were!
Witold must have had a smirk on his face, because the (apparently male) human said, "You think this is funny do you? Do you realize, that particular stalagmite will not get any bigger because you touched it?"
Witold brought his attention back to the situation. He stood up, and looked at the stalagmite with a slight frown. "Oh, no. I'm sorry, I didn't realize..."
"Oh, you didn't realize eh? Every tour group is instructed not to touch any of the formations!" The human was beginning to gain confidence in himself. "Do you think you are above the rules? You can do whatever it is you want?"
Witold clambered over the railing. "I'm sorry. I didn't know... no one told me not to touch anything. I just came through that opening." Witold pointed to a smaller cave behind him.
"What?" The human looked behind Witold. "There isn't an opening back there. Let me see your receipt."
"Receipt?" Witold must have seemed crazy to the humans. "What is a receipt?"
The human grabbed Witold by the arm and said, "Come with me. We'll get this sorted out!" and he escorted Witold up the path and into a tiny room that moved upward, toward the top of the cave. It was almost like that little room was flying.
The black path that Witold continued to follow wound down and around a mountain. The land was an odd beauty. It was dry, with interesting plants... some with poky spines on them (he found that out the hard way).
He pulled out his stone and noticed that it had a somewhat brighter glow! His heart thumped in excitement! That meant he was headed in the right direction!
As he was nearing the bottom of the mountain, a small blue contraption, that Witold had learned was called a 'car,' zoomed past him, heading up the mountain. It skidded to a halt and whipped around, stopping next to him.
A tiny human got out of the 'car' and studied him for a few minutes. She had white hair, and was very pale. She was about the size of a very young Kiswan, maybe comparable to an eight year old.
The obvious female human approached and asked, "Are you Sora's friend?"
Witold couldn't believe it! How easy! "Yes! Sora is to be my partner when we return to the Kiswone Nation! You know her?"
"Your partner eh?" The human seemed to be enjoying some private amusement. "Well, she doesn't seem to know that.. especially how she has buddied up to Justin."
"Justin?" Witold scrunched his eyebrows, "who is...?"
The human interrupted, "Oh, I'm sorry," she said, "I'm Jess. I'm Sora's friend. She has been staying at my place. She wanted me to come and get you. She is busy meeting with.... the... uh...leader of our nation. What's your name?"
"I am Witold." Something didn't completely seem right with this human, Jess, but he was not in a position to be picky about his help. "But how did Sora know that I was coming? She should not even know that I know where she is."
Jess seemed uncomfortable, like a baby Kiswan being handed to someone it doesn't know. "Oh, she knows..."
Jess motioned toward the car. "Well, shall we? We have an hour and a half drive ahead of us, I'd really like to get back to Roswell."
Roswell? Witold had no idea where or what this Roswell was. He hesitated momentarily as he eyed the car, then Jess, then the road. "You will take me to Sora?"
"Yes, yes! Get in." Jess opened her door and got in. She waved for him to go around, looking slightly annoyed.
Witold walked around the car, opened the door, and got in. He had to cram his long legs in to shut the door, and off they sped.