Episode 95: Strange Sight
"Let's not run," Nora said. "I'm tired of running. All it's gotten us is trouble. Let's just stand here."
"Don't be foolish."
"I'm not running. You can if you want to."
Frank turned his attention back to the three strange creatures. He allowed natural curiosity full reign. Thoughts of flight vanished from his mind.
"They're so thin�so fragile," Nora said.
"But their weapons aren't."
"It's hard to believe, even seeing them, that they're from another planet."
"How so? They certainly don't look much like us."
"I mean with the talk, for so long, about flying saucers and space flight and things like that. Here they are, but it doesn't seem possible."
"There's something wrong with them."
This was true. Two of the strange beings had fallen to the sidewalk. The third came doggedly on, dragging one foot after the other until he went to his hands and knees. He remained motionless for a long time, his head hanging limply. Then he too, sank to the cement and lay still.
The wailings from the north now took on a tone of intense agony�great desperation. After that came a yawning silence.
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Ivar Jorgenson