Once upon a time, in an era long forgotten, an alien and a ghost were having an argument. For days the two unlikely companions had been walking deep in the hills of the Mojave Desert, and it would appear that they were lost.
“I would appear that we’re lost,” said the ghost in a wispy voice, shaken by nerves. “I told you, Whisper,” snapped the cantankerous little spaceman, “we are not lost.
