[ WP ] Scientists have finally figured out what our pets are looking at when we do n't see anything .

The room, filled with the twenty of the world ’ s leading scientists, was silent. Except for the cat and dog that were leashed to the floor. The animals howled and barked and hissed and snarled and growled at the air directly in front of them. Their fur stood on end, their bodies shivering and trembling. 
 
 Noah Martin, the premier optics physicist from Australia, adjusted a dial on the light display system and the room turned an off-purple color. Through their specialized glasses and goggles, the scientists still saw nothing. 
 
 Kame Mori, the Nobel Prize-winning audiologist out of Japan, typed on her keyboard, changing the frequency of sound the microphones picked up. Very dimly, almost hidden by the protests and shouts of the cat and dog, the rhythmic sounds were amplified around the room. 
 
 “ Switch and hold on ten to minus 9, ” Alexander Csintalan, the Hungarian physicist, instructed Martin thickly after consulting both light and sound frequencies. 
 
 Doing as directed, Martin turned his dial. At first nothing seemed to happen, except for a very slight change in the violet shade of the room. Slowly, however, something began to resolve itself in the far upper corner, the spot the cat and dog were throwing their verbal abuses. Soon the room was filled with twenty different languages, all exclamations of disbelief at what the scientists were seeing. 
 
 The thing in the corner of the room was a pulsating gelatinous blob which hung to the walls and ceiling by a viscous substance, throbbing with a darkling glow, that slowly dripped to the floor. Though there was no physical means of telling so, the scientists had the same distinct feeling the thing was focusing on them, considering them. 
 
 Theoretical biologist, Wilmer Amsel, went through his mental repertoire of substances found in nature that could explain the entity's support, but came up empty. He considered going to church the next Sunday. 
 
 The audio zoologist from Pittsburgh, Massachusetts, Joanne Gray, tried to focus on the sounds the creature made. the low, rhythmic glutterals that emanated from the thing were unidentifiable to the woman. She shivered as a chill coursed through her body. 
 
 The cat began to pull on its leash, swiping at the mass at the far end of the room, while the dog tried to cower behind the scientists. Urine from both animals puddled underneath them, soaking into their coats. 
 
 For a long time, the scientists stared at the alien creature, taking extensive notes in their journals, all trembling slightly in the presence of the thing. 
 
 “ Okay, ” Alfhild Holt, the Norwegian chemist, spoke finally. “ It ’ s enough. Turn it off. ” 
 
 With nods of agreement Martin and Mori switched off their equipment, leaving the room as it had been when the team had first started their experiment: empty, mundane, normal. 
 
 *Except, * Joanne Gray thought to herself. *The cat and dog are still growling and cowering. They still see it. It ’ s still there. * 

