like a caged animal set free , the thought ran freely through his mind , becoming more bold with each echo of its unbelievable suggestion : then again , could be aliens . sam shook his head to clear his mind , took a few deep breaths of the cold air , which was followed by a self directed order to stay focused . it sounded like a messy utensil drawer opened and slammed shut repeatedly . he took one look at his dad and disappeared . she thought about the carbon copy of the letter that she 'd found in hazel 's desk . 