Timmy commanded his Tesla to pull over to the side of the road. The thing on the edge looked human from a distance. A child. It wasn't. "Sheeit", he said as his eyes moved from the oversized head to see shimmering blue lights rising above the trees. The high pitched hum that stung him wasn't audible, but he could feel it. His neck hairs rose, as his stomach dropped. Next: DId Timmy shit his pants, or did he get the fuck outta there?