"The moon is so bright tonight," Sally said to the not-so-dark room.
"It gets bright here when three of our moons are in conjunction," Und said.
"Three moons?" Sally sat up curious, "We only have one."
"Ah, we have five moons. The other two are locked in place and never appear over my part of the world." Und like sharing his knowledge of the skies.
"Right, you don't live on Earth. What's your planet called?" Sally asked.
Und's laugh shook the bed, "I'm afraid if I pronounced it, it would shake your bed apart. It would have no meaning to you."
"Oh, fine," Sally laughed, "Goodnight, Und."
"Goodnight, Sally."
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Monster Under the Bed
ParanormalSally thinks there is a monster under her bed, but he swears he isn't one. Small conversations between a girl and her monster under the bed.
