You can drive right through the hamlet of Aurora, Texas in only one minute, and never know anything ever happened there. Highway 114 winds through the low rolling country, carrying trucks and people between more important cities, passing right by the hardly a dozen storefronts. Twelve hundred quiet residents and some lazy insects mostly watch the rest of the world go by, and things are pretty slow and relaxed here. This is a small story from a small town, one you've probably never heard; and at the same time, it just might be the biggest story you ever will.
That on April 17, 1897, an alien spacecraft crashed, killing one occupant, who was then buried in Aurora's small, quiet cemetery. Today, the grave remains, undisturbed and unopened below the bent limb of an overhanging tree, purportedly containing the remains of an alien visitor.
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