“Well, Jones, how is it going?”
“Everything is in place, Sir. The rings were dropped into the sky a week ago and don’t appear to have caused any concerns amongst the populace. As we expected, they have convinced themselves they are in some way connected to their strange celebration of Christmas.”
“Excellent. Are we ready for the next phase?”
“The rings are activated, Sir. Once you give the order we will begin beaming selected humans onboard.”
“Start the process, Jones. And remember, the Intergalactic Zoo are only interested in young, healthy specimens. Jettison any that don’t meet the necessary criteria.”
A 100-word story for Friday Fictioneers.
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