Jake is panting, his eyes wide with fear and the horrible thought of Ezekiel getting dragged away again flickers in his mind--and then the thing disintegrates and he can breathe a sigh of relief.
"I hate 'em too. We gotta get out of here, man, put you where those things can't get you." He nods over to the parked UFO close by. "Get in there and maybe it can't get to you!"
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"I hate 'em too. We gotta get out of here, man, put you where those things can't get you." He nods over to the parked UFO close by. "Get in there and maybe it can't get to you!"