Josh was an inquisitive kid, fond of riding a bike.
Together with friends, he went on an overnight hike.
Sitting around a bonfire, he heard someone calling his name,
''Hey, Josh, what about playing a new virtual game? ''
He turned back and saw a creature with an oversized head.
It had large black eyes, and looked like one of the living dead.
''I'm a Neonate from the Zeta Reticuli, don't freak out!
You're exactly what I've been looking for, a smart boyscout.
If you fly with me, you'll become the host of the stars.
I'll teach you how to beat the demons, and put them behind bars.
As soon as you gain secret knowledge, you'll get back
To keep humanity from going off on the wrong tack.''
Josh was abducted when he was seven years old.
He hasn't come back yet, he probably struck gold.
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