The creatures themselves were humanoid, Frank thought. He tightened his grip on Nora's hand. "They've seen us."
"Let's not run," Nora said. "I'm tired of running. All it's gotten us is trouble. Let's just stand here."
"Don't be foolish."
"I'm not running. You can if you want to."
Frank turned his attention back to the three strange creatures. He allowed natural curiosity full reign. Thoughts of flight vanished from his mind.
"They're so thin—so fragile," Nora said.
"But their weapons aren't."
"It's hard to believe, even seeing them, that they're from another planet."
"How so? They certainly don't look much like us."
"I mean with the talk, for so long, about flying saucers and space flight and things like that. Here they are, but it doesn't seem possible."