His eyes nearly popped out. "What was that?"

     I grabbed his hand. "I don't know, but we've got to keep moving."

     Soon, we came upon what looked like several tan blankets under a pine tree. As we came closer to these objects, I realized we were not looking at blankets.

     Joey and I stood staring at three dead animal carcasses. They looked like the remains of wolves, because I saw fangs jutting out of their mouths.

     As I stood there looking, the hairs on my arms began to rise. I had a creepy feeling that someone or something was watching us. Could it be aliens? Did they actually exist? All that was left of these animals were their heads and skin. There were no skeletal remains.

     I held my breath. Something was moving in the nearby brush.

     I felt its eyes on me! I took off with Joey running down the wide trail.

     We had to get off this trail! If something was following us, it could easily snatch us.

     Off to my left, I saw a narrow trail running down a steep incline. I decided to take it, with Joey following at my heels.

     Right after my feet hit that trail, I fell down an incline of soft sand.

     When I stood up, I heard Joey laughing from behind me.

     "That was so funny," he giggled.

      I dusted the sand off the seat of my britches. My face was burning and I wanted to slap the grin off my little brother's face.

     THUMP! Something fell near us. Neither one of us bothered to see what it was. We headed for the road up ahead.

     Where was my brain? If we had stayed on the railroad tracks, we would not have to enter Slab Town. Now, we were stuck having to walk through it.

     Well, at least we were human beings having a soul. If an alien were following us, it would find trouble here.

     People living in Slab Town carried a weapon. It might be a chain used as a belt. Some carried a hammer tucked in a loop on their britches, while others carried a pocket knife. Most families kept a tire wrench inside their house for scary visitors with supernatural powers.

     How did I know all this? Well, I had a half-cousin living in Slab Town. Her name was Phyllis. She had seen people doing weird stuff. Those individuals without a heart or soul and did not believe in God. Usually, she would come over with her father, when he needed to borrow some money. He had spent some time in prison and had a hard time keeping a job, because he drank. On those occasions, Phyllis filled me in about life in Slab Town.

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