PROLOGUE<br >my name is Marshall Teller. Not too long ago， 1<br >lived in New Jersey， just across the river from<br >New York City. It was crowded， polluted， and full ol<br >crime. I loved it. But my parents decided to find a better<br >life for my sister and me. So we moved to a place so<br >wholesome， so squeaky clean， so ordinary that you<br >could only lind it on TV--Ecrie， Indiana.<br > It s the American Dream come true， right ? Wrong.<br >Sure， my new hometown looks normal enough. But look<br >again. It s the hall of fame of weirdness. Item: Elvis<br >lives on my paper route. Item: BigfooI eats out of my<br >trash. Item: 1 see unexplained flashing lights in the sky<br >once a week.<br > Since 1 moved here， I ve been stalked by a tornado，<br >delivered a letter fl)r a ghost， and lived the same day<br >over and over because of a cursed snow globe. Every<br >time something bizarre happens， 1 think life just can t<br >get any weirder. Then I turn the corner and lind some-<br >