Anyway, so there I am, staring out the window, when I see a little child running up the dirt path to the building's front door. I guess budget cuts have hit so hard, the FBI can't afford concrete these days. The boy is holding a paper airplane over his head and pretending to fly it. He is smiling and laughing.
"Hey, look at that kid", I say to DZ.
"How did he get way out here?", she asks.
Suddenly, I see a dark shadow pass quickly over the field and the little boy. He stops running and freezes in place, staring at the sky. And then he disappears. Just disappears into thin air.
"What the hell?", I yell.
"Where did he go?", DZ asks.
"Did you see that shadow?", I reply.
"What shadow?", DZ asks.
Damn that girl asks a lot of questions.
And so begins another FBI: Fringe Division case. Children are disappearing all over the country. First three, then five, then dozens are missing.
And every time one disappears, I see a shadow fly across the sky. Huge and dark.
No one else can see it. So I am put in charge of the case.
"We are connecting you to this brain reading machine thingy", says my boss.
"Every time you see that shadow, you tell me. Our computer program thingy will read your brain waves or whatever and pinpoint the location of the next disappearance before it happens."
"Wow, that's pretty fucking cool. I love technology", I reply. "Also, you're kind of hot in a weirdly intense and bald way."
And so we begin. And then something something I forget some of the details but the trail leads to some big mansion for some reason and then we're all inside it and I'm all talking to my partner, DZ, and then the shadow goes by and DZ disappears and I'm all "DZ!!! NOOOOOOOOOOO!!" all dramatically.
And then this shit gets really intense, y'all. I look up at the ceiling and all the children that disappeared are floating down from the sky and into the house. But it's only their bodies...I can see that their minds are gone. And then I hear a noise behind me and I turn around and standing there is an alien!
"ALIENS!! IT WAS ALIENS!!! I FUCKING KNEW IT!!!"
And then I'm sitting on an air mattress. It is dark, but I can tell I'm in my parent's family room in Arizona. Captain Carl is sleeping next to me. I look around wildingly and see a red light flashing through the window in the door leading into the hallway.
I run through the door and into the hallway, where my dad is just coming out of the bathroom dressed only in his boxers.
Dad: What's wrong?
Me: Do you have your hearing aid in, Dad?
Me: *yelling* Did you see the alien?
Me: Yes, did you see it?
Me: Where is that flashing red light coming from?
Dad: Flashing light?
Me: *grabbing his shoulder* Dad! There is a flashing red light in here!
Dad: Are you sleep walking?
Me: What? No! I saw a flashing red light!
Dad: Oh, it's probably the smoke detector. It does that sometimes.
Me: Smoke detector? I feel dizzy. Maybe it's carbon dioxide!
Me: *yelling into his good ear* Carbon! Dioxide!
Dad: You mean carbon monoxide poisoning?
Me: No! Yes! Whatever! We have to get Mom and The Captain out!
Dad: *laughing* That must have been some dream.
Me: What? Dream? *looking around* Right. I was dreaming. Okay, that explains it.
Dad: Go back to bed.
Me: Damn. I was such a kick ass FBI agent too.
And that is exactly why you should never drink margaritas 5 days in a row on vacation.