Hi.
My name is Sal. I'm thirteen.
I want to show you something.
Come closer.
Look.
This is my home. Thick with rainforests and high cliffs. People say it's strange up here, and they're right. No one comes to visit very much.
They say it's haunted with mysterious lights.
Some UFO hunters came and stayed at the town motel- the Snuggly Bear. Frankie, who works there, says they made a mess of things and finally were chased off by exasperated staff. Last anybody saw of them, they were heading down a logging a road with all their equipment.
We all put together a search party to go look for them. We searched near Old Beaver mountain. That's when the lights came and told us to stop searching. The UFO hunters were safe and would be returned later. We could all go home.
The hunters returned about a month later but didn't stay for long. They had no equipment at all, and nobody knows where they went. I hope they made friends with the lights of the mountain and maybe come visit some other time.
Images generated by @litguru using Stable Diffusion software. In the images, I sought to generate scenes of the mysterious atmosphere of the Pacific Northwest. Pine trees, mountains, rugged terrain, and the misty lush environment of the region rife with the myths of the last western frontier.