Read Online Uninvited: A Paranormal Urban Fantasy Novel (The Dark Skies Trilogy Book Two) by Lysa Daley - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Lysa Daley
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like it’s alive. Weird.
As I press it, a black glass panel, previously hidden underneath the ancient pushbutton radio, folds down. Alien technology integrated into good old fashion American workmanship.
"What is that?” Ruby asks, leaning sideways to get a better look at the panel.
“My uncle souped up this old bucket of bolts with a little space age technology,” I explain.
The trouble is I don’t know how to work the futuristic flat black panel with an alien keyboard built in. I just start pushing random buttons hoping something works. Which may not be such a great idea. Who knows - there might be a self-destruct button built in.
But, on the other hand, what choice do I have?
“When Jax first showed me this secret panel, he somehow pushed a bunch of buttons and got this rickety old truck to rocket forward in hyperdrive like something in a crazy Star Wars movie.”
As I fiddle around, the brown and gold state trooper sedan is quickly gaining on us.
“Great!” Ruby says, glancing in the mirror. “Do that! Make it go into hyperdrive.”
The trooper pulls next to us, keeping pace. He’s trying to wave us over to the side of the road.
Ruby stares straight ahead. “Avoid eye contact. Pretend you don’t see him.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t know how to make it go into hyperdrive,” I say, as the truck starts to rattle and shake. “Uh boy…”
“What did you do?” Ruby asks.
“I’m not sure.” The violent shaking gets so intense it feels like the car is going to break into a million pieces.
Then it stops. Instantly. And a fuzzy yellow glow surrounds the entire car.
“What just happened?” Ruby asks.
I see the state trooper react. His eyes go wide. He’s looking around like he lost us. Except, he’s still right next to us.
“Pull over!” I say.
“But they’ll see your uncle, and we’ll never get where we’re going.”
“Trust me,” I say, betting on a hunch. “Just pull over.”
Ruby shakes her head like I am 100% insane, but does it anyway. She pulls off onto the shoulder.
Meanwhile, the trooper just keeps going. Followed by two more state patrol cars pass right by us.
Ruby watches them go with wide eyes. “They passed us?”
“I think we’re invisible,” I smile, looking around at the golden light surrounding the car. “Instead of throwing us into hyper-drive, I made us invisible. It’s probably some sort of cloaking device.”
When we’re sure that the cops are long gone, Ruby gets out of the car and walks five feet away. Looking back at me from the edge of the road, she gasps and covers her mouth. “Oh my God! You made us invisible. That’s so cool!”
The invisibility cloak lasts about an hour, but that’s long enough for us to get off the interstate and make our way down a mashup of maze-like two-lane roads that twist and turn through the forests and farmlands of southern Oregon.
It doesn’t take long before the farms fade away, and it’s nothing but forest. Forest for a very, very long time.
Meanwhile, my uncle barely stirs in the backseat. Tom, back in cat form, is curled up next to him.
“Are you sure this is still the right way?” Ruby asks, slowing the truck and peering out the front windshield at the empty road before us.
I double check the map. “According to the coordinates, this is still the right way.”
The sun sinks low on the horizon behind us making it feel like we’re driving straight into a darkening gloom.
We must drive for a solid 45 minutes without passing a single car, a house or a store of any kind. As dusk fills the sky, we manage to startle a few stray deer munching on grass along the tree-lined roadside.
Soon, the smooth pavement gives way to crumbling and cracked blacktop. The already narrow road tightens around us even more. Eventually, even the crumbling blacktop gives up as well. Now, it’s just us and a plain old dirt road.
“I think we’re lost,” I finally admit. I’m re-examining the map for the tenth time
As I press it, a black glass panel, previously hidden underneath the ancient pushbutton radio, folds down. Alien technology integrated into good old fashion American workmanship.
"What is that?” Ruby asks, leaning sideways to get a better look at the panel.
“My uncle souped up this old bucket of bolts with a little space age technology,” I explain.
The trouble is I don’t know how to work the futuristic flat black panel with an alien keyboard built in. I just start pushing random buttons hoping something works. Which may not be such a great idea. Who knows - there might be a self-destruct button built in.
But, on the other hand, what choice do I have?
“When Jax first showed me this secret panel, he somehow pushed a bunch of buttons and got this rickety old truck to rocket forward in hyperdrive like something in a crazy Star Wars movie.”
As I fiddle around, the brown and gold state trooper sedan is quickly gaining on us.
“Great!” Ruby says, glancing in the mirror. “Do that! Make it go into hyperdrive.”
The trooper pulls next to us, keeping pace. He’s trying to wave us over to the side of the road.
Ruby stares straight ahead. “Avoid eye contact. Pretend you don’t see him.”
“Unfortunately, I don’t know how to make it go into hyperdrive,” I say, as the truck starts to rattle and shake. “Uh boy…”
“What did you do?” Ruby asks.
“I’m not sure.” The violent shaking gets so intense it feels like the car is going to break into a million pieces.
Then it stops. Instantly. And a fuzzy yellow glow surrounds the entire car.
“What just happened?” Ruby asks.
I see the state trooper react. His eyes go wide. He’s looking around like he lost us. Except, he’s still right next to us.
“Pull over!” I say.
“But they’ll see your uncle, and we’ll never get where we’re going.”
“Trust me,” I say, betting on a hunch. “Just pull over.”
Ruby shakes her head like I am 100% insane, but does it anyway. She pulls off onto the shoulder.
Meanwhile, the trooper just keeps going. Followed by two more state patrol cars pass right by us.
Ruby watches them go with wide eyes. “They passed us?”
“I think we’re invisible,” I smile, looking around at the golden light surrounding the car. “Instead of throwing us into hyper-drive, I made us invisible. It’s probably some sort of cloaking device.”
When we’re sure that the cops are long gone, Ruby gets out of the car and walks five feet away. Looking back at me from the edge of the road, she gasps and covers her mouth. “Oh my God! You made us invisible. That’s so cool!”
The invisibility cloak lasts about an hour, but that’s long enough for us to get off the interstate and make our way down a mashup of maze-like two-lane roads that twist and turn through the forests and farmlands of southern Oregon.
It doesn’t take long before the farms fade away, and it’s nothing but forest. Forest for a very, very long time.
Meanwhile, my uncle barely stirs in the backseat. Tom, back in cat form, is curled up next to him.
“Are you sure this is still the right way?” Ruby asks, slowing the truck and peering out the front windshield at the empty road before us.
I double check the map. “According to the coordinates, this is still the right way.”
The sun sinks low on the horizon behind us making it feel like we’re driving straight into a darkening gloom.
We must drive for a solid 45 minutes without passing a single car, a house or a store of any kind. As dusk fills the sky, we manage to startle a few stray deer munching on grass along the tree-lined roadside.
Soon, the smooth pavement gives way to crumbling and cracked blacktop. The already narrow road tightens around us even more. Eventually, even the crumbling blacktop gives up as well. Now, it’s just us and a plain old dirt road.
“I think we’re lost,” I finally admit. I’m re-examining the map for the tenth time
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