Dreamland: A Rogue Three Novelette

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The friction beneath the tires of the plane crept into Ben Witter’s white knuckles. Inertia sat fat on his chest as the twin-turboprop barreled along the runway. When the plane leapt off the airstrip, launching him into the Nevada dusk, the noise and vibration gave way to a disquieting calm that made him shift in the plump, leather seat. He looked out the window to his left at the sun gleaming off of the massive glass façade of the MGM Grand. Beyond it, a hundred miles into the desert, was his destination.

“Most people call it Area 51, but the JANET crew calls it Dreamland. Those of us that work there just call it ‘The Ranch.’”

Ben turned toward the petite brunette sitting across the aisle to his right who had spoken to him. He had done his research and knew that JANET was the official ferry airline of Area 51. Appropriately, JANET stood for “Just Another NonExistent Terminal.”

“I assume there will be little green men to welcome us when get off the plane,” Ben said. He forced a tight smile over the clinched fist in his gut. Despite recently earning his pilot’s license, he wasn’t a huge fan of flying, especially when someone else was behind the stick. He would be the first to admit he had control issues.

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