His name was Zzzzz. Since that will be difficult for us to pronounce, we will refer to him simply as Five Zs. Five Zs belonged to a planet we know nothing about. He was a member of a species that was superior to human beings in many ways. Out on a space pleasure trip, they once landed on Earth in the quiet of the night. Five Zs got off their spacecraft in an open field and asked his colleagues to pick him up two earth-hours later.
Now, there are many sounds and sights in this world that we cannot hear or see simply because they are too refined for our faculties. Five Zs had a body that was too subtle for ordinary human detection. There was a drunkard who had seen the UFO descend and take off within minutes, but he had no notion that Five Zs had disembarked and was now in his city.
Five Zs crossed the field and entered the well-lit streets of the metropolis. He was impressed by its imposing structures but he knew that the measure of a civilisation lay not in the quality of its buildings but in the character of its people—and that is what, most of all, he wished to explore.
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A street dog, sensing his invisible presence and quite enjoying its peaceful and friendly vibrations, latched itself to him. Soon, another dog joined the first one, and then yet another till, within a matter of minutes, he was leading a gang of half-a-dozen dogs.
As he bent down and patted their heads and made them wag their tails even harder, he heard a metallic roar behind him, and turning, saw a line of motorcycles gliding down the street.
Looking up, a black dog exclaimed in thought-language, ‘Robbers!’
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There were ten of them, two on each vehicle, and they all wore identical black jackets, dark glasses and black caps. They got off in front of the stairs leading to a bank and walked up to the entrance, which was shielded by a locked, corrugated iron shutter. One man took out a pistol to shoot open the lock. ‘Charge!’ Five Zs commanded the dogs.
In their panic, they began to fire and Five Zs deflected three bullets with his hands. Some of the robbers fell in their nervous hurry, but picking themselves up quickly, they ran pell-mell towards their bikes. In a moment they were all gone.
Stretched out on the stairs were two dogs, bleeding profusely. Five Zs extended his arms and, with rays of healing light flowing out from his hands, healed the dogs, but alone, and without instruments, it was not possible for him to remove the bullets. So he told them, ‘If you come with me, my friends and I will take care of you and put you back here.’
With all the dogs accompanying him, Five Zs returned to the field where he had been dropped. Dot on time, a spacecraft sailed in like a kite. A door opened. Five Zs went in with the two injured dogs, waved goodbye to the other ones, and disappeared into the night- sky.
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The next day, a drunkard in the city mumbled some nonsense at which the people laughed scornfully. Another day later, the two missing dogs were back, and soon became the leaders of their pack.