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January 13, 2008
We fell out on the other side on the same road we drove in on: County road two. Baby rolled to a stop and her soft, astonished voice came rumbling from the speakers,
"Veijo, we made it! It might not look all that different, but it is! We can start over!"
I looked around in wonder and made a noise of agreement. She was right, it looks the same t this place feels completely different from where we just came. Suddenly there was a loud whooshing and a snap of air so loud it sounded like a bullwhip and Baby and I both flinched. I flipped around in my seat to look for the Portal, but it was gone, the only evidence of its presence was a semicircle of small debris littered around the area of the Portal opening. We were well and truly trapped here. I grinned widely and whooped in joy, as did Baby. She was happy enough to throw her engine in gear and shoot off into a clearing and do donuts, soon I was getting dizzy but I was too happy to care at this point. We were free! We wouldn't have to look over our shoulders any more, we could finally start over and build ourselves a life here!
After about ten minutes of Baby and I doing donuts in the clearing we continued down the county road, Highway to Hell blasting from her speakers and the two of us were sing along to it at the top of our lungs. Soon we came into a small town in Idaho called Sonner, where we pulled into the first motel we saw since it was getting dark.
Sonner was a nice little town with about 1000 people living there and there was an abundance of classic and new cars alike around. Soon enough I had hacked the state records (a useful skill to know when on the run from aliens who had contacts everywhere) and forged a honest to God whole new life for us under our real names: Veijo Banner, 1967 Chevrolet Impala registered to her (it's better to have Baby registered as a car so I look like I'm alone). Since it was January in Idaho, snow was coming down and clumping in little drifts along the roadside and around plants, so when Baby and I went to explore town it was like a little winter wonderland. As we started to drift into the neighborhoods I noticed there were houses for sale. When we returned to the motel I went back into the records and made myself a bank account and leached a couple million dollars from a couple million accounts across the country and the next morning Baby and I went out to look a some of the houses. Most of the houses we looked at had an acre plot of land out back but very little cover for Baby if she wanted to shift and most of the garages were too small for her even when she was in her Impala form. All except for the last house. The last house we looked at was on the outskirts of town down a mile long dirt road (that was being covered in snow as we drove down it, but it would be great in the summertime) and had a three acre plot of land with trees and a large enough garage for Baby to be able to shift if she wanted. The house was the same size as all of the others just with more land and evergreen forest surrounding it. We ended up getting that house and starting over in little Sonner, Idaho.