No, it can’t be… Can it?
I had to run to the store the other night; and as soon as I stepped out the door, I heard something that stopped me in my tracks.
Whirrr! Reeee!
At first I thought it was some kind of machinery; but there was no machinery out there, just some parked cars. And this was loud! There was something metallic about it, something vaguely cicada-ish. But I never heard of cicadas coming out at night. A cricket the size of a cat? I called my wife outside, and she heard it, too.
Katydids? We do have katydids in our neighborhood, but this was no katydid–it was way too loud. And there was more of it at the other end of the lot. Have we been invaded by some kind of giant bug?
Well, I simply don’t know, and I wonder if I’ll hear it again tonight. I wonder if I’ll see it.
Maybe I don’t want to.
Drones?
Nah–it seemed to be coming from somewhere in the trees.
I had a cricket in the house, a few days ago, who was incredibly loud.
I used to keep crickets–and they weren’t in the same league as this critter.
It sounds like the beginning of a great scary novel destined for the big screen.
In black-and-white… maybe with Michael Rennie.