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The orange glow that you are tracking fades almost completely as you make your way along the broken pavement. But you haven’t gone more than a quarter mile before your road intersects a wide highway. It even shows signs of recent use; the vegetation growing in the potholes has been crushed under wheel tracks. You easily set a quick pace in the direction of the meteor.
Your eyes are accustomized to near total darkness when you stumble around a bend in the road and into a very large clearing. Orange flames light the night, mixed with a cold artificial green brightness coming from a housesized metal and plastic machine. Steam or smoke roll off its hull, with a sort of hissing sound that reminds you of boiling tea. Mechanical noises come from it as well, and various portals, vents and doors seem to be opening and closing themselves. Also, half a dozen or so creatures are busy at work, loading and unloading the thing shich you are quickly deciding must be a spaceship of some kind.
The creatures working at the ship are unlike anything you have seen before in your life. They don’t match any kind of person or animal you have ever encountered. They don’t even seem to match each other. Some tall, some short, all with the wrong number of arms and legs. They seem to take no particular notice of you and so you and your aunt just stand there, a bit dumstruck.
They must be The Evil (or Annoying ) Kaa, you realize. You elbow Clarrse and aske her, and she grunts an agreement.
One of the Kaa seems to take a minute to excuse himself from his fellows and without any warning or greeting of any kind walks over toward you. Its hard to say from its body language, being as its body is so weird you cant begin to describe it, but it seems to have no fear and scarcely any interest in you.
It speaks:
“You have come. Very Good. You were expected.” Its voice is somehow unbelievably serious. “What have you brought us to trade?”
Trade? Expected? You wonder. Has this alien somehow mistaken you for someone else? Your throat is unaccountably dry. What should you say? It seems to expect something from you, in trade. Should you offer it some kind of gift? You try to think what you have on your person of any value.
Your pocket knife has three blades, nail clippers and a screwdriver. It’s the best technology you have. If you offer this to the Kaa click here.
If you offer the Kaa your notebook click here.
If you say to the Kaa: ‘I offer you myself” click here.
If you explain that you have no idea what he is talking about turn to page:
Your eyes are accustomized to near total darkness when you stumble around a bend in the road and into a very large clearing. Orange flames light the night, mixed with a cold artificial green brightness coming from a housesized metal and plastic machine. Steam or smoke roll off its hull, with a sort of hissing sound that reminds you of boiling tea. Mechanical noises come from it as well, and various portals, vents and doors seem to be opening and closing themselves. Also, half a dozen or so creatures are busy at work, loading and unloading the thing shich you are quickly deciding must be a spaceship of some kind.
The creatures working at the ship are unlike anything you have seen before in your life. They don’t match any kind of person or animal you have ever encountered. They don’t even seem to match each other. Some tall, some short, all with the wrong number of arms and legs. They seem to take no particular notice of you and so you and your aunt just stand there, a bit dumstruck.
They must be The Evil (or Annoying ) Kaa, you realize. You elbow Clarrse and aske her, and she grunts an agreement.
One of the Kaa seems to take a minute to excuse himself from his fellows and without any warning or greeting of any kind walks over toward you. Its hard to say from its body language, being as its body is so weird you cant begin to describe it, but it seems to have no fear and scarcely any interest in you.
It speaks:
“You have come. Very Good. You were expected.” Its voice is somehow unbelievably serious. “What have you brought us to trade?”
Trade? Expected? You wonder. Has this alien somehow mistaken you for someone else? Your throat is unaccountably dry. What should you say? It seems to expect something from you, in trade. Should you offer it some kind of gift? You try to think what you have on your person of any value.
Your pocket knife has three blades, nail clippers and a screwdriver. It’s the best technology you have. If you offer this to the Kaa click here.
If you offer the Kaa your notebook click here.
If you say to the Kaa: ‘I offer you myself” click here.
If you explain that you have no idea what he is talking about turn to page:
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