ET- Replicant Hit by Car

  His voice died on the wind, but his inner feeling went beyond the atmosphere, and crossed the airless gulfs of space, descending to Earth in a parking lot, where the attendant ran over it while backing a customer’s fender into a wall. “. . . got ’er, she fits snug . . .”

  The tiny bit of telepathy, a miniature of E.T., picked itself up and brushed itself off. It looked around, trying to figure out where it was, as the attendant bore down on it in a new Mercedes, whose clutch he was destroying.

  El-li-ott, said the little telepathic entity, as it was struck by the Mercedes and sent flying across town.

  It landed on the high school football field, where it felt a familiar vibration. It was emanating from Elliott’s brother, Michael.

- E.T. The Book of the Green Planet, chapter 14