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The Peeping Tom Based, albeit loosely, on the image in my fave folder “Ouch.” Kind of a different approach here. Eric had to check the time again. He had to know. Sure, his new neighbor, moved in half a week ago, Carlie would probably be really creeped out by this, and he wouldn’t blame her, but he had to know. It all started the day after she moved in. He’d just gotten home when he saw Carlie walking into the back of her house wearing a skimpy bikini. She had the biggest grin on her face, but not much else. Sure, she was cute, but the next few days, every time he came home, there she was, walking in, wearing that bikini with a towel wrapped around her waist. So what was it? What made her smile so big? She never had any visitors, at least as far as he could tell, but she always seemed to be really euphoric. What was it? That weekend, she disappeared for a couple of days. Nothing major, though. Eric knew she had a job with some kind of performance group, but he still

Alexa felt giddy as goosebumps ran up and down her arms. It was finally happening. She was walking back to her car after a friend’s bonfire in the woods. It was a long-secluded walk and even though she still had her wits (not partaking in any drinking or smoking), it was still a little nerve-racking. While she was nervous, almost fearful, there was a bit of giddiness. Alexa loved the paranormal. Ghosts, bigfoot, the loch ness monster. You name something paranormal and she was interested. She often told her friends that if she was abducted by aliens, she would convince them to let her learn from them, to travel the universe and see the stars. That moment was finally happening. She was at the halfway point, between her car and the bonfire, out of view of both. A white light descended from the heavens. Alexa looked up and could see the round outline of a flying saucer. It was happening, she was being abducted. She felt her t-shirt begin to rise before her body did. If she