Gray. To my shock, he was grinning. “They—they’ve trapped us!” I stammered. He shook his head. “Sometimes they move like that. But don’t be scared, Dana. They’re harmless.” “Harmless?” I cried. My voice came out shrill and tiny. “But—but—” “What can they do?” Dr. Gray asked, placing a comforting hand on my trembling shoulder. “They’re only blobs of egg. They can’t bite you—can they? They don’t appear to have mouths. They can’t grab you. Or punch you. Or kick you. They have no hands or legs.” The egg creatures moved their circle closer. I watched them, my throat still tight, my legs shaking. I knew that what Dr. Gray was telling me was true. But why were they doing this? Why did they form a circle? Why were they closing in on us? “Sometimes they form triangles,” Dr. Gray told me. “Sometimes rectangles or squares. It’s as if they’re trying out different shapes they’ve seen. Maybe this is a way they’re trying to communicate with us.”
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