SPACECRAFT.

Severus could hear the humming of the hover-bed underneath him. The hum that had usually sounded to him like a peaceful, lullaby-type music was now driving insane. He was awake. He was awake and now he would never get to sleep. It was not the hovering that kept him awake, it was the singing. Or rather it was the question as to who was singing. He had never heard anyone singing on the ship before. Once, he had visited a planet with his mother, he could not remember which, and they had gone to a street fair. There was a woman singing and dancing and banging a tambourine against her hand. It was wonderful. Severus still remembered how much his mother had loved music. There had been no music on the ship since his mother’s death. Partly because his father hated music. He could not understand how someone could dislike something so beautiful. Lifting his head from the pillow, he listened closely to the singing. It was in a language that he did not recognize. The ship jerked and Severus fell off of his bed. The floor was hard. Harder, it seemed, than usual. He froze. Did whoever was singing just say his name? He heard it again, quieter this time. He had to find the singer. It was the most beautiful sound he had ever heard. Standing slowly up, he saw Simius, his star-pup, staring at him with a curious look o his face. Simius started to wag his tail, ‘Alright Simius, fine, you can come.’ With that Simius’s tail started to wag uncontrollably as he jumped onto his master’s shoulder and then head. There Simius sat, awaiting an adventure. ‘We need to find the singing Simius.’  Simius opened his mouth and a red laser-like  line began to appear in the direction of the singing, but then, almost as quickly as it had appeared, faded. He couldn’t understand it. Simius’s star-light had always worked for them before… well, exept for the one time that they had tried to find a star. Could this be a star? Could stars sing? No, if they did, the scientists would have already done something. Why wasn't it working? He looked at Simius. He would ask someone about it in the morning. The star-light had been shining that way.

As he neared the captain’s quarters, he stopped. Right in front of him, on the other side of the window, in space, was something. A small person? No. the creature was strange. It had a small, elf-like figure with big, blue eyes, no noticeable nose, and a mouth that seemed to go around his whole head. It held itself to the window with its webbed fingers and it spoke to him, ‘Come with me.’ The voice was frightening and yet… he noticed that Simius had left. Severus put his hand to the window and…