‘I don’t know.’ The sergeant muttered as he peered through the dense woodland. ‘But I don’t like it.’
The squad of soldiers were fidgety. Uneasy. There was utter silence. The owls were hushed. Foxes and badgers stopped barking.
With shaking hands, the soldiers took aim at the shimmering light, creeping, slithering towards them.
‘Sir. Sir. There’s something moving,’ the corporal called. ‘Serg, should we fire? Serg…’
The bright light vanished into the night sky. Nothing remained in the forest except the trees and the silence.