A Slightly Unscientific Story (9)

"Bzzzt—" my phone vibrated again. "See, that's the 184th call." The six of us stood there in silence for a long time. The captain of the scientific expedition, the Doctor, adjusted his glasses and calmly stated, "Based on my latest professional judgment—this is not an alien egg." "Then what is it?" I asked. "Then..." The Doctor glanced at him. "It's some brat hiding inside the village chief's lucky draw egg, with an LED light bulb stuffed inside. I suggest we break his legs right now." "Wait! Listen to me first!" Amao waved his hands. "That lucky egg is for the village chief's raffle, and there's a poster saying 'Grand Prize: Motorcycle'. Don't mess with it—" "Crack." Afai, who had climbed onto the egg at some point, tore off the 'Grand Prize: Motorcycle' poster. "Wow, Afai, the motorcycle on this poster looks so cool," Cheolsu leaned in. "Yeah, it'd look great in my room," Afai nodded. "Amao," Somi sighed, "what brightness setting do you have your phone on to make that whole egg look like a crystal ball?" "Max brightness plus flashlight mode. It's more satisfying for gaming that way." "Do you think you're camping?!" (To be continued)