“This is getting boring!” Sam Snyder the commander shouted while punching his hand on the computer board table.
“It’s too early to queue the sun, sir.” Charley said.
“Well let’s put in some scary beast to chase them out that cave. We don’t want the benefactors to get bored. “
“Why don’t we make a storm?” Charley suggests.
A kool-aid smile spreads across Sam’s face. “Yes with a twister and bugs the size of golf balls with teeth. The bugs can chase them out of the cave. Let’s do it Charley. Good thinking.”
Sam rubs his hands together and giggles.