Far Horizons: Tales of Sci-Fi, Fantasy and Horror. Issue #18 September 2015 | Page 71

disappearing from all over the planet. The ARL was
up in arms, but they had no justification for any
recourse; no bodies were floating to the surface, and
the visitors were leaving of their own free will. I beat
them at their own game, and I was damn proud of it.

while the captions read,
‘Strange lights beneath
the waves...’

“Dude, you’re going to be famous!” Charlie
exclaimed.
“Don’t call me dude, and yes, yes I am.” My
phone rang, and the display informed me that the boss
was calling. I had to hold the device away from my
ear to spare my hearing as the seasoned cop sung my
praises at the top of his husky lungs. It seemed I was
being promoted and would be receiving a substantial
raise for my accomplishment, which made the triumph
over those little green turds even sweeter.
The rest of the