I will post new chapters every week.
CHAPTER 1: As funny as it is, she and her dog are still missing. It was a hot sunny summer day in Indiana, about 60 miles northwest of Indianapolis. Truck driver Heather Hochstedler and her dog Brandy, a mini australian shepherd, were driving down the road, the usual daily routine, when up ahead she saw something that had her concerned. As she got closer, she realized that there was no way she could go around it. It looked to Heather like it was Black Fog. She thought it may just be a nearby fire or perhaps the exhaust from a vehicle that had passed there. She thought about the audiobook she was listening to at the time. A Stephen King audiobook, and she chuckled to herself. Thoughts of Twilight Zone crossed her mind, along with thoughts of the Death Eaters in the Harry Potter novels. Heather braced herself in case there would be some kind of weird experience as she drove her big rig through the black fog. As she drove through it, she sniffed the air a few times. The air did not smell like smoke, fire, or exhaust. It smelled clean and pure. She and her dog Brandy, and the truck, made it through the black fog just fine. "Hmm?" she thought, "That was weird?".
A short while later, they pulled up to the truck stop to settle in for the night. Her delivery wasn't until the next day, nearby. Once parked, Heather took Brandy out for her nightly walk, before bedtime. As was Heather's routine, she went to get a light amount to food to eat from the restaurant, a shower, and then back in the truck, for a couple of hours of computer work.
Heather had some interesting hobbies, the authorities would later find out. She liked the Paranormal, and some of those Ghost Hunting TV shows, and podcasts. She was curious about UFOs', having had a peculiar experience several years ago, driving the midnight hour, one night in Arizona. She has not ever been completly sure of what it was she saw. Lights, changing colors, round, and then a fireball coming to earth. She watched the fireball and was sure it would land near the interstate and catch the dry brush on fire. She was certain she would see it. And it never caught anything on fire, but it had to hit earth. But exactly where, she could only write down an approximate. Interstate 8, between mile marker 73 and 67. She was heading westbound, on her way to Yuma. The fireball would of hit on the south side of the interstate. She thought she was just so sleepy that she was just seeing things. She pulled into the rest area to use the bathroom. As she returned to her truck, she looked up at the sky, to her right, and noticed a light beam coming straight down from the sky, but did not touch the ground. The light beam got wider as it got closer to the ground. It lasted only a few minutes and then was gone. Heather thought to herself that maybe she should not drive the night shift anymore. Too sleepy, and too weird!!
Chapter 2: This particular evening, sitting in her truck bunk with her laptop on her lap, she connected to the internet with her broadband card. This was a usual routine for Heather, she would get on Twitter and tweet back and forth with her friends, list more stuff to sell in her online store, print shipping labels from her small printer, and prepare the packages to drop in a truck stop mailbox the next day. But this evening, she had an encounter with a man like she's never had before. He called himself John Titus. He said he was from the future, 2038 to be exact. She thought he was just a weird guy, full of fantasy, but a bit interesting and intriquing none the less. They emailed back and forth for several days. He wanted her to find a old computer, from back in the 1970's. An albatross!! The type of computer was a IBM 5100. John Titus claimed that this particular type of computer has components that are used in Time Travel. "Wow!!" Heather thought, "This is way out there and pretty intriquing". Heather was the curious type. She never shyed away from much of anything in her life. Always seeming to try just about anything, once. She set out to try and find a IBM 5100 by looking in the obvious places first. The auction sites, the big search engines, computer stores and forums, but came up empty handed. Then one day while in the bathroom at a truck stop, she found a folded up flier that someone had left. On it was printed a palm tree, MyYango.Com, discounts, referral program, gift certificates and the word "Paranormal". Heather put the small flier in her hip bag. Before leaving the bathroom, she washed her hands, and fluffed up her hair. Later that evening, after driving the usual 500 or more miles per day, she parked at another truck stop. Heather took Brandy out for her walk, then they settled in for the night. Brandy chewing on her favorite chew toy, and Heather playing on the internet. She pulled out the small flier from her leather hip bag, the kind worn by the actress on her favorite tv show Burn Notice, and typed MyYango.Com in the browser window. The website was a nice, pleasant little Cyber Mall. Brand new, and not showing up on search engines yet she guessed. Heather browsed the store for awhile. Looking at the books, electronics and of course, the Paranormal section. She found and bought several interesting books on Children remembering past lives, and other paranormal books. She then scanned down and found a link that said "Old Computer Parts" and clicked on it. She couldn't believe what she saw. An old IBM 5100 computer for sale. Fully intact, all parts there. It still worked too. She quickly put the old computer in her shopping basket, and paid for all her items through the sites PayPal checkout system. Instantly after she made her purchases, she receieved a thank you email from the website owner. Heather's shipment was coming from Newberry, Florida and would only take a few days to receive. She opted for the faster shipping option, knowing that she would be home, in Redondo Beach, California in about five days. Heather spent four days off a month at home. The rest of the time, she was on the road. Driving otr as they call it, over the road. Which meant the 48 states region.
