"Are you sure about this? You were the ones so against it when I first proposed making contact with the natives," I asked again, just to be clear.
"Yes. I didn't realize they would be so fascinating. Besides, if you're going to rebuild the city, you'll need people—especially people like them."
"What do you mean?" I was confused, but as I stepped into the dilapidated house, I saw three figures huddled in the corner. The room was pitch black, but thanks to my night vision, I could see them clearly. They were curled up, trying to make themselves as small as possible, as if evading my presence. It was almost funny.
"I told you this plan stinks! If these people have such advanced technology, why wouldn't they have night vision too?" One of the researchers stood up, berating their two companions, whose idea it had been to play dead.