He found himself flying over the Red River Valley on a blue sunny day. The witness thought to himself, "wonder why it's so flat?” The semi- sentient ship replied with geographical snap shots of the area spanning thousands of years in a wink of an eye. Surprised by the answer, the pilot asked another question: "Who are you?” But this time the Ship gave him everything it had, because that is what Ship is. It has no name; it simply is the sum of its memory banks. The pilot had more information than he could handle and could not think of another question to ask. Suddenly Bagley, his hometown, was visible and knowing he fully controlled Ship, he swooped down to the main street of Bagley.
He looked behind briefly and nearly hit a bus just turning the corner onto Main Street. He jumped over it and landed the craft at the outskirts of town in some tall grass. To escape notice he commanded the grays (actually androids as will be explained later) to pretend to repair the craft while he slipped out the back of the ship. He then walked the few blocks back to the high school and caught his regular second route bus home. In the morning he, for the first time, faked a note requesting that he be excused for his missing time. Returning the next day, he was surprised to find nobody talking about the UFO flying down Main Street!
He looked behind briefly and nearly hit a bus just turning the corner onto Main Street. He jumped over it and landed the craft at the outskirts of town in some tall grass. To escape notice he commanded the grays (actually androids as will be explained later) to pretend to repair the craft while he slipped out the back of the ship. He then walked the few blocks back to the high school and caught his regular second route bus home. In the morning he, for the first time, faked a note requesting that he be excused for his missing time. Returning the next day, he was surprised to find nobody talking about the UFO flying down Main Street!
