"... One of the freaks took out something shiny and started putting a gag there. One gag jumped out of his hand and ran towards the rocks. The freak rushed after it.

- Don’t touch it,” the gag screamed. “Don’t touch me, I’ll bite you!”

The freak stopped, and we laughed until our ears rang.

- “So they are also intelligent?” asked one of the freaks.

Everyone here was laughing.

- “Well,” I said, tugging at my ears. “One gag told me lies for two hours so that I wouldn’t eat it...”<. /p>

A story from the collection “Ours in Space.”