ET- Sleep Waves

Elliott lay awake for a long while, not daring to sleep. The monstrosity was on the floor beside his bed, grotesque shape outlined beneath the blanket. Where had it come from? He only knew that it wasn’t from this earth.

  He fought to understand, but it was like trying to take a handful of fog. Waves of power filled the room, visible the way heat in the desert is visible—in a shimmering dance that rises upward. Within that shimmer, Elliott felt a brilliant awareness moving; even while the creature slept, a sentry seemed to watch in its shimmer, and to study the room, and the windows, and the night.

  A low whine from the hallway told Elliott that Harvey had slipped off the back porch again, and that the dog was crouched outside his door. He heard a gnawing sound of teeth on the door frame, and the thump-thump of the dog’s tail.

  What’s in there? the perplexed canine was asking himself as he nervously chewed wood. The shimmer that Elliott saw was touching him too, probing his muddled dog-thoughts. The cur whimpered and pawed the door, then sank back down, not really wanting to be let in, not wanting to get any closer to the shimmering wave that pulsed like an old bone—a choice bone, an ancient bone, but one of the frightening sort, with thunder in the marrow.

- E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial in His Adventure on Earth, chapter 3