Sherlock Sam and the Alien Encounter on Pulau Ubin by A.J. Low

Author:A.J. Low
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9789810766757
Publisher: Epigram Books
Published: 2017-05-29T04:00:00+00:00

“GREEN GOO!” I cried out, my arms flailing about.

I opened my eyes and found myself lying on my back, with a pebble lodged disagreeably under my left buttock. I had to wriggle to get it free.

The alien! I shifted quickly into a sitting position. A wave of pain shot through my head. Where was the alien? Where was I? Also, OUCH.

I turned my head gingerly and looked around, finding myself inside a tent. It had very comfortable pillows. I was lying on a thin cotton blanket. I realised that it was Eliza and Wendy’s big tent. That would mean that I was back at Jelutong Beach campsite! What had happened? Did the alien have transporter technology? Did he beam me back here? Or was this simply a recreation of our campsite on his spaceship to make me feel at ease?

I crawled out of the tent carefully.

“SAM!” a girl’s voice called out. “Sam! You’re here! You’re okay!”

Wendy came running towards me and enveloped me in a big hug.

“I was so worried when I realised that you weren’t with us!” Wendy said, still hugging me. She was choking me a little around the neck.

“I met the alien!” I announced when Wendy finally released me.

“WHAT?!” everyone exclaimed. Except Watson of course. But he did flush to a shocking yellow.

“And it is highly likely that it came from an advanced civilization,” I continued. “I believe that it used as-yet undiscovered transporter technology to transport me back to this campsite from the place where I fell.”

“If-it-is-as-yet-undiscovered-how-did-the-alien-use-it?” Watson asked.

I glared at Watson and then winced when I felt a tinge of pain on my forehead.

“I think it is more likely that you have a concussion, Sherlock,” Nazhar said, looking at me closely. “Follow my finger with your eyes.” He held his index finger in front of my eyes.

“Then why did I get here before you when you all ran towards the campsite?” I asked, swatting Nazhar’s hand away from my face.

“Because everybody ran off in different directions and got lost. I had to find them all and lead them back to camp,” Eliza said.

“Not-all-of-us,” Watson said. “Some-of-us-higher-life-forms-have-excellent-senses-of-direction.”

“Yes, we do,” Eliza smirked. “I think you lower life forms wouldn’t be able to find your way out of a paper bag.”

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