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by Larry Hodges
Horror, 2 pages.
Originally Published in Alienskin Magazine, 2009
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Hi. My name is Zargonius. I am from the Antares star system, 604 light years away. I’m here on my dinner break. I like humans.
If you’ve ever seen an Antarian, you’re probably wondering why I don’t have tentacles on my face, extra arms, purple skin and so on. I disguised myself before coming to your planet. I wouldn’t want to alarm the hors d’oeuvres. Are you alarmed?
You’re probably wondering why I’m holding up this strange-looking pen. As you can see, it is blue and white, with funny colored nobs on top. Those are the controls.
For this is not an ordinary pen. Sure, it writes like any other pen. But can an ordinary pen cause excruciating pain of such beauty that it just lifts up the soul?
That probably sounds somewhat alien to you, no pun intended, since humans of course do not have souls, unlike us Antarians. But it’s not your fault you are soulless freaks of nature, so I won’t hold it against you.
Now if you’ll look closely at my pen, you’ll see that it has four nobs on top.
The black nob is a death ray. Please do not try t -- [End of Preview.]