On the Hunt

by Krzysztof T. Dabrowski

Translated from Polish by Julia Mraczny

A group of grays left the flying saucer and went hunting.

    The human settlement was strangely deserted, although earlier it seemed vibrant.

     —When I was a kid, about fifteen centuries ago... —the group leader abruptly stopped, seeing a man in front of him who suddenly turned gray.

    The Earthman's eyes widened and he began to run away.

     —Hey, relax—shouted the alien.—We'll just cut out the organs for research, and we'll be on our way.

    Unfortunately, the human didn't stop.

     —They are probably afraid because we do it without anesthesia—interjected his deputy.

     —Well, our health service also sucks.