Black Eye (II) The adventure continues: The athletic man jumped out of the tub more than he stepped out. There was no time to dry off. He quickly threw on a black bathrobe, grabbed some shorts and a T-shirt, and left the bathroom. As soon as he reached the spacious hallway, he encountered the pilot of the disk coming down from the roof of the house. He recognized the man. When Bat-Rar registered his presence, the pressure in his stomach suddenly intensified. The newcomer was the commander of the small, semi-military defense facilities of WANTANA. The commander would hardly appear for trivial matters or even good news. "We are measuring large energy discharges in orbit," was his message, without any prior greeting. Bat-Rar was far too concerned to even notice this faux pas. "The humans?" he asked.