Alan rushed from beneath the bench. He tried to get into a position where he had a clear view of the giants, thinking they would in turn have a good view of him.
After exhausting himself leaping up and down, waving and shouting, he heard one of them speak.
"What the hell is that?"
The other giant leaned forward and frowned. "Some ugly bug."
His buddy raised his dirty pair of black high top converse chucks. "I'll deal with it," he said.
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