Extraterrestrial beings -- Fiction; Science fiction; Short stories; Space ships -- Fiction
"They're bloodthirsty giants," said the anthropologist. "If that's a
pocket weapon they'd be so big you couldn't get one into this hold.
"I don't believe it," said the Commander. "I think there's something
wrong somewhere. Possibly guns come in various sizes. This could be a
stationary weapon, perhaps, to blow buildings apart instead of people,
though I can't figure out why anybody would want to. I'm going to send
the dredge back once more to make sure we aren't being misled."
"I think you're wrong," said Montresig. "All evidence does point to
a race of giants, evil creatures at best, even if maybe they do have
two eyes, a nose and a mouth like us. Not that I don't think it's a
good idea to send the dredge back," he added hastily at the sight of
Commander Losure's glowering countenance.
The Commander signaled to the dredge operator again and they waited
while he returned the gun to wherever he got it and fished for
something else from the surface of the green planet.
The anthropologist cleared his throat. "You can't deny that the
telescope shows us the most gigantic cities to be found anywhere in the
galaxy."
"That doesn't necessarily mean that the inhabitants are physically
large, only that there may be a lot of them," said the Commander.
"Or both."
Their attention turned to the floor of the hold as the opaque cloud
rapidly grew darker and vanished again with a snap.
Montresig's reaction was the same as before.
"Great Shades of My Holy Ancestors," he said. "What is it?"
"It is assuredly an animal," said the Commander, "not unlike some we
have on our own planet. I'll have the biologists and medics examine
it." He turned to the anthropologist. "You go, too, Alfvis."
The animal, which had appeared stunned when it first appeared, now
began to turn around, making clicking noises on the floor. As the men
approached it from all directions it looked about nervously, opened
its mouth to show some glistening teeth and proceeded to make a long,
harsh noise. Alfvis made the mistake of approaching too closely to
the beast which wheeled and kicked him head over heels some distance
away. Montresig touched a red button on the railing and stasis beams
converged on the animal freezing it instantly. It toppled over and lay
stiffly on the floor of the hold. Alfvis dragged himself to his feet
and shouted up to the balcony. "Ask the computer about animals with
long ears."
The Commander spoke into the microphone again. "Four-legged animal,
long ears. Classify."
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