Prologue (1 of 3)
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Detroit, 1983.
In the course of their investigations the detectives Anderson and Reed have driven to a tiny loading dock at the Detroit river. Here they take a break for a quick snack. One of them, at least.
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Gavin: “You sure you don‘t want anything? Could be a long afternoon today…”
Hank: “I’ll eat when real food becomes available again. Meat, boy!”
Gavin: “Fish is meat.”
Hank: “Hell, no! Even vegetarians eat fish! Such a pity I got paired with an upright walking cat instead of with a human!”
Gavin: “I won’t argue with you while your twin watches over you. Two against one isn’t fair!”
Hank: “Twin…?”
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Following Gavin’s gaze, Hank looks over his shoulder. Then both men laugh.
Hank: “Oh, Gavin… never change!”
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Hank watches his co-worker snack on his fish sandwich, occasionally casting a casual gaze over the dock or into the sky. The air is flickering, what is strange, because it isn’t that hot today.
Hank flinches…
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Gavin: “Huh? For a moment I thought I’d seen… something. In the sky. But it’s only the seagulls.”
Hank: “Nah. I wasn’t sure myself, but now that you noticed it, too, I realize that there is indeed something odd up about the sky.”
Gavin: “In case of a concealed UFO, how far upwards exactly does the DPD’s jurisdiction reach?”
Hank: “I dunno. But I know I’m going to clamp the suckers the moment they land somewhere they shouldn’t!”
Gavin: “And for real? What do you think is causing this? Pest Control Supply & Co. releasing their waste into the environment again, maybe?”
Hank: “Yeah, sounds about right.”