[ TT ] We find extraterrestrials , but instead of super-intelligent , they are pretty far behind in technology .

“ Do they have to be so stupid? ” Janis slumped in her chair and slowly let her head fall to the laboratory table. 
 
 “ It is hard to believe isn ’ t it? I still wonder if they ’ re faking. ” Damon frowned as subject AB3 sucked languidly on a dirty pseudopod. 
 
 “ All they do is eat, sleep and shit. I know I shouldn ’ t be mad at them, but I can ’ t help it. 
 
 AB3 burbled happily, flailing its multiple tentacles. 
 
 “ When we found them, still alive in the wreckage, I was so fucking excited. It was the best day of my life. I always hoped we weren ’ t alone, but… ” 
 
 AB3 pulled back its purple outer beak cooed and defecated green slime across the containment units floor. 
 
 Damon reached over to pat her shoulder, “ The vivisection of AB1 will give us more data. Maybe these three were somebodies pets? ” 
 
 “ Pets, or something, because there is no way that these guys are ever going to tell us anything ”, Janis gave a muffle snort. 
 
 *** 
 
 Ik ’ Tua Kalthun looked down and knew that his mate was dead, her suit breached in their shared and frantic struggle to place their three infants in the ship ’ s only working lifepod. He wept and with his last breath prayed to the gods of his people that his three children would be safe. 

