They’re here. They’re everywhere. I thought the winter’d killed them, but they SLEEP TOO DEEP! Buzzing, buzzing, hovering, watching, sucking water like they SUCK THE LIFE FROM OUR WORLD! Swarming and crawling and getting into my car and dying on the seat so there’s this stripey Romulan spy carapace with a little upturned stinger just waiting to ambush me, waiting for me to sit down, or maybe to assume it’s dead so it can STRIKE and turn me into one of THEM, if its venomous nanites don’t kill me outright! Swarming on the steps where they KNOW I go every day at 10 and 3! There’s even a mothership outside the window, swaying OH-SO-INNOCENTLY in the breeze. Oh yes, I believe you’re just insects! I believe! Tell your pointy-shouldered masters we believe!