“What is THAT?” Zing’s voice trembled. The thing was three times taller than he was. It had two golden eyes that burned into his soul.
“I don’t know, but I think we should bow,” answered Zang. “You know, show some respect.”
As evening shadows gathered, Zing and Zang gazed up to the face of the thing, wondering what to do next. Without warning, it flared into a globe of light, and a low humming issued from it.
Zing and Zang trembled. They tried to hide behind each other.
“Wait!” said Zing. “Listen!”
“You are doing well. Be careful of humans.”