Not necessarily an illegal alien, but…

‘What is there to do in Roswell?’

That’s what was on Jacob Will’s mind as he pulled into town. There was no shortage of signs, businesses, museums, and teams commemorating the aliens’ place in local culture. Short of boarding the next saucer out, it really wasn’t that different from other towns. Besides, he’d seen weirder things at the advertising agency he’d worked at.

So, not necessarily a believer in things UFOs, extra-terrestrial and such, he still wanted something to remember his visit and a crappy baseball cap wouldn’t do. His solution was as alien to him as those portrayed all over town. But what did that have to do with his eleven little deaths?

A lot.