Don't mention the lights. Everywhere I look - the lights are following me. Behind trees, just around the corner . . . I must run . . . escape the lights . . . oh noooooooo . . . . they have me . . . sucking me up through a space / time vortex into their huge flying saucer . . . arrrgggghhhhhh.

(some time later) Hey! G'day Elvis - love the white jump suit and those blue suede shoes.

Man - I need a coffee.