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Hiawatha National Forest
UP, Michigan
October 22nd 2032
Nick and Redhawk rested on the rest of the drive. The Tundra’s auto driver easily handled the light traffic at night in this part of Michigan’s UP. Navigating wasn’t a problem either. The truck’s internal GPS would place them within ten feet of the Bigfoot. The Tundra’s GPS voice announced, “Ten miles and you will be at the end of this forest service road. The coordinates are another 412 yards to the east.”
Immediately Nick’s mood shifted. It was an odd mixture of excited anticipation and dread. He looked at Redhawk to see if anything similar was happening with him.
He simply said, “About time you took the wheel.”
The truck pulled to a stop at the end of the road. The two men exited. Redhawk stepped into the headlights while
