Down they went through the left side of the post planted eastward from the castle of Trent, through the mountains to the great city of Breetine. The merchants of Eunice with their many wares of various colours and designs.
When the men living in the valley looked up at this sight they marveled at it for they had never seen this great collection of humans and animals. A caravan of 1,000 camels and 5,000 donkeys, and leagues of cars driven by horses with many servants at their attendance. Men dressed in elaborate gowns and apparel adorned with the choicest precious stones and gold crowns on their heads.
In the evening after the commotion of the day had passed, the children were seen at the fireplace dancing and singing, while the young men and women of the village sat around the elders at the centre of the square to enquire of them of the happenings from the day, and to know where those people came from and who they were.
At the head of the seats was an ancient-looking grey-bearded bald man who was said to be the ancestor of their people he never died and he could communicate with the spirits. When this elder was asked if he knew who the people who came by earlier were. He rose from his seat and cried with a surprisingly loud voice saying, "We have been contacted by aliens."