Now hiding in Nebraska barn
LINCOLN, NE –
It’s the stuff of legend, the kind of story that sends shivers down the spines of even the most hardened skeptics. An Elvis hologram, once confined to the glitzy stages of Las Vegas, has seemingly taken on a life of its own, escaping the bright lights and sequined jumpsuits to seek refuge in the most unlikely of places: a ramshackle barn in the heartland of Nebraska.
According to eyewitness accounts, the holographic likeness of the King of Rock and Roll was first spotted late one night, shimmering under the pale moonlight as it made its way across the vast expanse of a cornfield. Farmer Bill Jennings, who has tended to the land for over four decades, was the first to catch a glimpse of the otherworldly apparition.
“I’ll never forget it as long as I live,” Jennings recounted, his voice trembling with a mix of awe and trepidation. “There it was, plain as day, swaying and shimmering like a mirage in the distance. At first, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me, but as it drew closer, I could make out the unmistakable features of Elvis himself, complete with that iconic pompadour and those signature moves.”
Jennings’ account is far from an isolated incident. In the days that followed, reports began to trickle in from across the state, with sightings of the holographic Elvis in abandoned barns, deserted truck stops, and even the occasional roadside diner.
“It’s like he’s searching for something, or perhaps running from something,” mused Dr. Archibald Westbrook, a leading expert in the field of holographic phenomena. “Holograms, much like their physical counterparts, are imbued with a certain level of consciousness, a desire to explore and experience the world around them. In this case, it seems Elvis has grown tired of the bright lights and excess of Vegas, seeking instead a simpler existence among the heartland of America.”
Westbrook’s theory is supported by numerous accounts from those who claim to have encountered the holographic Elvis. Tales of the apparition hitching rides on freight trains, munching on slices of pie at roadside diners, and even serenading stunned onlookers with impromptu renditions of classic hits like “Heartbreak Hotel” and “Jailhouse Rock” have become the stuff of local lore.
The characters and events depicted in this story are entirely fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, or to actual events is unintentional and purely coincidental.
