Tales Of Pete: The Weird Road Trip (Part 3)

Carl’s decided to switch things up. Nick and I have been doing some combat training with him. If anyone is wondering how that’s going, Nick got his shoulder dislocated and I now have a black eye. How fast Carl moves is insane. Then again he’s had a lot of combat experience so I shouldn’t be surprised. Enough of that, though I’ll pick up where I left off.

The face in the sky along with the words was only there for a moment or two. Then the stars reshaped themselves again, returning to normal. None of us said anything as we were going along the road with Carl back at the wheel. Eventually, the silence became too much for me. I broke it with a pretty straightforward question.

“Does anyone have any idea what the fuck that was?”

“No clue,” Nick replied.

“Yeah, I figured. I’m not sure I even want to know what we saw. Anyway, what did you guys see in the diner?”

“Well, the first thing that tipped us off that something was wrong was the conversation we overheard two truckers were having,” Carl said. “We overheard them talking about how President Reagan was doing.”

“Reagan? Wasn’t he president in the 80s?”

“Yep, for almost all of it. He died in 2004 so as you can imagine we found it odd they were discussing him as though he…