Dinner Time

Ever so slowly the unidentified flying object hovered just above the restless waves of the small Lake. Until something went ping ricocheted off its shiny hull.

A moment later the hunter standing on the nearby bank, who’d taken  a potshot at the flying saucer, watched as it slowly rotated counter clockwise. For a brief moment a flash of light blinded his eyes causing him to fall downward into  the water.

Startled the hunter, now the size of a wiggling worm, thrashed and  splashed about unwittingly ringing the dinner bell. Only to be scooped up out of the water, snatched from the jaws of a large bass about to devour him, then carried away.

To become the meal of a fledgling baby bird.

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