Clark took a deep breath of the hot desert air and reclined against her car. She was lost in deep reflection as she always was when she came out here.
It all started in 1957, Clark had a long streak of bad luck that had forced him to go on the lamb. Unfortunately, his bad luck struck again in the desert of New Mexico when his car broke down. It was pitch dark all around and surprisingly chilly. Clark decided to bunk down in his back seat and make a hike in the morning to the nearest town.
He drifted off to sleep easily as running from the law can cause a lot of fatigue. Soon he was jarred awake by a bright light. Before he could even think that he had been caught by the law, he was suddenly in a strange white room full of junk. He looked around and saw candy bar wrappers, pieces of cars and toasters and televisions and a doorway. He was startled as he was walking towards the doorway when it opened and a small purple creature with three eyes rushed in.
Communication was done through drawing pictures and, from the extraterrestrial charades, he was able to determine that these creatures were stranded on Earth and needed parts. Clark was terrified but offered to help because he feared what they would do if he refused more.
After some sifting through the piles of junk on the ship, Clark and a robot found what they needed. Clark had been an apprentice electrician and was able to rig the Earth tech into the ship. The creatures were overjoyed, at least that what Clark hoped those sounds meant. As a sign of gratitude, the creatures offered Clark a way to solve his fugitive problems.
They gave him a strange ray gun that when fired at somebody would save their genetic sequence and could then be fired at somebody else to rearrange that genetic sequence into the new format. They drew an explanation that it helps with staying alive for long distance space travel just to revert back to the adolescent version of yourself every time you get too old. It also helped with disguises for surface missions.
Clark was left in the nearest town from where he broke down and had no choice but to test this new ray gun. He spotted a police officer on patrol and used his own body as the template. Suddenly the police officer was an exact copy of Clark and he seemed oblivious to the changes.
Clark has been roaming the Earth in perpetually young bodies since that day. The only issue was that sometimes people would notice and he would have to take care of them in sometimes violent and gruesome ways. He would always come back out to this area in the desert next t his car to hide all the evidence.
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