I rested my forehead against shivering knee caps. The rifle was cast aside as a pair of nervous hands covered a confused head in disbelief. A false sense of security came from this shameful fetal position. What else could I do? I wanted whatever it was to go away!
A hot breath began to cover the back of my hands. Something was sniffing me! I felt a wet nose against trembling fingers, and the unmistakable sound of a very large bear grunting. With eyes wide open, a grizzly stared back into a helpless man’s soul. I couldn’t move as my own warm piss saturated my lower extremities… The light thing didn’t matter at this moment. It just stared at me. No blinking or moving. Just...watching me!
The warm air it exhaled steamed against the cool night air. My presence held its curiosity for what felt like an eternity. And then suddenly the big grizzly turned and walked away. The light! It was being drawn to that thing behind me. I had to take a chance and look. The silhouette of the bear, faded into nothingness against the bright sphere. I noticed countless shadows heading in its direction. They were of various shapes and sizes. The forest was alive with wildlife. I hadn’t seen any animals all evening. All of them were attracted to the glow.
"This can’t be good!" I thought. And one by one...they dropped. A herd of deer was felled instantly. Several wolves met the same fate. Whenever an animal got within ten feet, their life ended without apparent reason. I didn’t want to meet a similar fate. "Should I run deeper into the woods? Or should I stay behind this tree?"
And then it happened: the sphere began to slowly move towards me! As it got closer the air became heavy with electrical energy. Every small tree that contacted it spontaneously combusted. The flames were akin to a gasoline fire. Even the under-brush was being turned into smouldering embers. "Did this thing sense my presence?" The path leading to hunting camp was now engulfed in flames. I had to make a move. There must be something that I can do… The rifle!
I searched feverishly thorough the numerous pockets of the hunting vest. I found the hollow point .308 rounds that were never used except for target shooting. Three bullets fell to the ground before terrified fingers finally managed to get one in the chamber! This thing…this energy…whatever it is! "I’m about to introduce you to two a couple of friends of mine! SMITH&WESSON!” As I peered through scope, the blinding light overwhelmed my ability to acquire the target. So, I just aimed for the light and took a deep breath and fired.